Don't Shoot, I HATH another story to tell
She is unruly, willful and recalcitrant. Like an erratic comet, she magnetizes her readers, knavishly and cunningly, into her enchanting course, sending them soaring high in the breadth of the sky, emancipating their curbed minds and hearts, and satiating their wills and desires with the salacious relishes that the shackling politics, religion and society had rigorously tabooed. Having hooked me to her writings for over two years now, she often made me laugh, and at the same time, cry. And much as she pleased and warmed my heart at times, she enraged me no less at others, such that I would leave, promising never ever to be back, a promise I never kept. I would find myself longing within a short time for the unique flavor of her pen. And on her expected publishing date, I would turn head over heels, only to be incensed again, but this time, at her absence Who am I talking about? Who else but, Elen Ghulam… The wild horse of the Iraqi Blogsphere, the Iraqi-Canadian Shahrazad, who’s never