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Moth Miracle

  Today, I fell in love With a moth; Small and brown. A pale and helpless triangle, As it lay upturned on the bottom of a pan. It grappled and struggled with six legs and antennae flailing Whilst the very things which gave her flight, Bore her down, damp and...

In search of “Swayam” (yourself)

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about the injustices I’m surrounded by, especially in a city where they are so easy to see. They’re there, unashamedly in stark technicolor, right in front of our eyes. But luckily there are people out there who are...