Dearest depositor
Must we suffer another such insufferable burden ?
Continue reading Dearest depositor
Must we suffer another such insufferable burden ?
Continue reading Dearest depositor
All that would last in the end is the vast emptiness… Continue reading Emptiness
‘For men may come and men may go, I shall go for ever’, so wrote Tennyson; befitting it is to say this of our city brook on a rainy day, down the streets where I live… Continue reading Ah, The Rain…

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A bruised banana
in my kitchen,
Invites many an ant,
Up the wall, by the crack,
Reaching up to the soft crevice.
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Hawkers are not allowed to sell on the trains in the suburban trains in Bombay. There is a lady who regularly sells sarees. She gets caught one day and she pays a penalty of 400 Rupees (4GBP). This does not deter her. She continues doing her job as she has no other option. Eventually she manages to buy a flat in an apartment complex in the suburb of Bombay. Her dream is to send her kids to a English language school. I admire her entrepreneurial skills. If only more women have the courage like her.

Watching ‘The wings of desire’ the following thoughts just flowed through my mind. The sun does it job dutifully. The cicadas drown us in its monotonous noise in Campinas. Do the cicadas not have hearts ? What about the songs of the nightingales and the blue-jays ? The owls and the sparrows. Is this what is called as the monopoly in nature ?
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(at Tijuca National Park in Rio de Janeiro) Prepaid cards are used in buses. I have not yet seen a single female bus driver. Gender fluidity is seen everywhere. Examples include women riding motor bikes, going to the gym. I hear that violence against women is common, that women are hooted at, on the streets. Pharmacy stores are open 24 hours. There are far too many of … Continue reading Vicissitudes of thoughts
Freedom is necessary to be a complete human being. Freedom is not doing what I want but the capacity to put aside my own convictions and beliefs that hinder my view. A few days ago, a 17 year student at CNA – a English language school in Campinas, asked me if I have ever been afraid of being rejected. There is a strong tendency in us … Continue reading Memories gnaw our minds.