I read Haroun and the Sea of Stories recently (the book however is 30 years old) and it smacks of right now even after all this time. The author, all those years ago, wrote this fantastical tale for his eleven year old son Zafar. Don't be fooled, though, into thinking it is in any way …
Tag: adventure
Meandering
The road winds, dips, rises then curves once more. It's the type of road that motorcyclists love as they lean and meld into its slope. Children too adore the endless appeal of what comes next; curious about what lies around the bend. Sometimes it is a surprise heart stopping view through an unexpected gap in …
What he didn’t say
Ron Lach on Pexels.com Something wasn't right. The twinge in her stomach told her so. Her eyes confirmed it was so. He was supposed to be there. But there was no sign of his form, his face. Had he changed his mind? Couldn't go through with it any more? No. Nervous energy traveled through her, …
Un omp (An immigrant)
On a wall, tucked in a corner, there is a poem entitled, A Man. It is primarily born from the sadness and mixed emotions of a daughter losing her father. However, it is also a tale of the immigrant experience. My hope is that it will act as food for thought for all those who …
Falling under the spell of South Africa
Mal d'Africa is an apt term that describes the strong feeling of nostalgia and desire to return to Africa once visited. I experienced this firsthand, living in a fog the month after my return home. I would go through my daily routine somewhat mechanically, feeling like something was missing or not quite right. Another notable …
Another place
We were completely surrounded. Bodies pressing into us, hands prying and violating; a crush of human flesh and bones. The ATM's had been emptied out days before, so we had stashed as much cash as we were able to withdraw underneath our clothes, to tide us over. The air thick with the mixture of sweat, …
Manu writes 