Education: the Double Edged Sword
March 29, 2019
Lost and perplexed in an educating world … More Education: the Double Edged Sword
A ‘Safe Silence’ Broken
April 4, 2017
“Man was simply made by dust, but the woman was specifically made from bone, thus she can endure anything.” … More A ‘Safe Silence’ Broken
Friendship
July 8, 2016
We pass through life searching for companionship A comraderie An entwining that will fill the Void in our souls. I remember lying on the grass star gazing To see if our destinies were somehow hidden in the Shadow of a host of light. I remember walking through the rain While our feet danced in … More Friendship
Unheard Giants
July 7, 2016
Their presence has been a constant since my infant years, They stand proud and undefeated by the whims of nature. And yet sometimes Some seem as if they are lying down As their slopes remind me of the graceful curves of A sleeping woman. These mountains can’t speak in our tongue But at times the … More Unheard Giants
Ending on only the best note – Love
January 1, 2016
I was standing All alone against the world outside You were searching … More Ending on only the best note – Love
A Christmas revelation – revealed by a Shepherd
December 25, 2015
We were chasing the sun that day. We had spent the whole day in the village Mission Hospital that my Aunt is running, and caught up in the business of people we had completely forgotten about lunch. We decided on a picnic of sorts to respond to the plight of our stomachs, and set out … More A Christmas revelation – revealed by a Shepherd
Tears and Typhoid
November 10, 2015
, This post is an unexpected one. I was trying to sort out the ideas in my head and just before I finalized on one, my mom fell sick with Typhoid. The effect that this has on my home and the response to it prompts me to write out my thoughts. Sickness is a reality … More Tears and Typhoid
My Tailor’s story
November 5, 2015
I hear him pedaling the machine almost all day and his work, just like everyone else’s mingles into one common noise of busy. We call him Thatha (grandpa), fondly of course, even though he is no more than 54 years old. He not only tailors my clothes but he stitches garments for more than two … More My Tailor’s story
A nostalgic taste
November 2, 2015
I have waited five years for this day. I have patiently held my heart in my stomach for 1801 days, and even counted the leap year I spent without the taste of my favorite fruit. So this is a very serious, ecstatic and extremely personal day for me. Custard apple, or as we call it, … More A nostalgic taste
The first step
October 31, 2015
I’m going to keep this short. Or at least I think so, but who knows, once I get started I might get carried away in the maelstrom of words resulting in a length that has very little meaning. However I will try to reign in my itch to finally write out all the letters and … More The first step
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