Hello All from the Long Silence. These past few years have been hectic. I got a new ‘job’ called ‘house keeping for mother’. Many people, especially those who have regular jobs may not understand that this profession, if you can call it one, is not as easy or as leisurely as many think. It’s very much like being a mother/home-maker, which I was for 10 years of my married life i.e. home-maker. But, getting back to what I actually wanted to talk to you about, it seems to me these days that we have to cautiously interact with others, with a healthy amount of suspicion. What a healthy amount of suspicion is, I’m not too sure.
Continue reading “Robbers, bigots, and cheats…”
“It’s silly to say ‘thank you’, quipped the five-year old to his grandfather who told him to thank an aunt for the birthday present she gave him. I wonder what our children learn today? The word ” thank you” seems fast becoming obsolete to the extent that when it is said it raises expressions of surprise, amazement, annoyance, puzzlement or unresponsive indifference. People don’t understand its meaning anymore. Continue reading “The value of “thank you””
Sometimes the noise and the crowds in daily life get too much to bear. The incessant demands made, the rush to meet deadlines, the obligatory chores bring on episodes of near insanity, confusion and mental fatigue. Life becomes so contradictory that even words are jumbled, thoughts fragment and melt away like wisps of mist evaporating in the sunlight. It is hard to focus, hard to hold a sensible, logical thought. Nothing makes sense anymore. My mind shuts down. Continue reading “Sweet Solitude”
The long standing tragedy of the Myanmar Rohingya community was brought into sharp focus with the initial find by Thai authorities of mass graves on the Thai-Malaysian border. Continue reading “Rohingya – Where to Now?”
This year so far has been like light years gone by as the country advances towards further deterioration in humanity, intelligence and a rise in unjustified authoritarian heavy-handedness. Continue reading “Progress in degradation”
It’s one of those dark days, the sky is crying; we move around in this semi-twilight whatever the time of day. It’s been like this for several days now, but today the darkness and damp seem particularly oppressive. It never rains but pours, sheets of water spilling off the roof like an overflowing bucket. Continue reading “The Doldrums”
In the world of Little Napoleons a little power can be a dangerous thing. Yet, it is something so common with petty officials who quite often seem to follow their whims and fancies operating in their own miniscule fifedoms behind office desks or service counters. Continue reading “Little chiefs Big heads”