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This too, shall pass…

There are times when we look at the world and feel despair. Events over the months of 2016 and part way across the threshold of 2017, have given us justifiable cause for such malaise. Trump will be president within days. The Syrians are either forgotten or vilified,...

The Itch

As I work and toil, like real everyday people do, I can’t help but let my mind wander sometimes. I’m back in a routine. I’m getting things done, the class I work in is working well, until management tells me it is not (which I hope won’t happen...

Owning my Happy Birthday

Since that Misty Morning, not much has happened really. The world of pets in Kolkata is a quiet one. Dogs must be kept on a leash and we must walk them away from civilization. At least for the most part. With regards to the rest of my life, well I seem to be edging...

Faith in Calcutta

Orange flavoured ball echoed by a silver plate. Honking giant metal geese, angry eyes of red. Zooming,wheeling, almost colliding. I clutch at anything I can but all I can reach is faith. A fat man, a god’s man, clad in white, the mark of the holy, on his...

The Dichotomy of Women

We’re the caregivers, right? We always will be until we learn to give birth like sea horses. It’s because we’ve carried the little thing inside us for ¾ of a year that we’re seen as the ones to nurture it when they’re finally out of us. We’ve got the milk after all! I...