The world is ever changing; every day, decade, generation. Arguably, due to global warming, so are the seasons. Extreme weather conditions or not though, thank goodness, they stoically appear, every year, demarcating, comforting, offering us amidst all the flux and change, something reliable to latch on to. But for how long still? It is summer …
Author: manu
The storm
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The Hairdresser
She told me she had spent six months living all alone after a bad break up. That was when she had learned to love and respect herself warts and all. She said that, as time passed, anxiety and fear slowly but steadily morphed into curiosity and the unknown became fascinating and a gateway to new …
At the table
Obviously, decorating, cooking and aesthetic is personal, which is why one should never be apologetic with regards. People forget that and get hung up on Martha Stewart perfectionism instead of embracing the laid back Nigella Lawson of it all. For me, setting a table and prepping a meal is a reflection of the mood and …
The Ward
I can leave the ward whenever I want to. This frees me of any fear as I wait all alone in the stillness of the after hour within its thick walls under a funky light. The end of the work day is marked by a clinging stillness. Devoid of all patients and personnel one becomes …
Sharing book titles
The Courage Of Hopelessness by Slavoj Zizek is a necessary read. Tackling our troubled times from the point of view of hopelessness.The author forcefully suggests that once we can all admit to this state, rather than ignore minimize or live in false hope that it will all right itself or go away, only then can …
Empty calories
Pretend. Unwanted shores. Classroom crime scenes. Got to get off. War. War. War. Rah! Rah! Rah! Show me the money! No one is responsible for any of IT, yet IT keeps happening. Standards down. Demands up. Keep my word? Entitlement 10. Humility 0. Short term everything. Too much is not enough. When did the icing …
Appetite
Chewed fingernails Hungry eyes Cravings Heart full Mouth empty Emotions raw A book unread A country not yet visited Title photo by Rodolfo Clix
I, myself and me
Can, can't, don't know High, middle, low Our forever fight Never sure whose right Not worth the pain Try it again Go grab your fame We never agree Which way to go So want to know Always I choose Always I lose Feel so torn Foolish and worn Feel so unsure Lost and obscure Wish …
As if…
As if this dust had never been a person And this right had never been wrong As if this debris had never been a city And this discord never been a song As if those divided had never been one And those invisible never belonged As if cruelty had never been pity And those vulnerable …