Reflections

Heritage Religion Politics the colour blue: sanctity, purity, cleanliness,order, new To wade off evil eye: coconut,aloe vera leaves, palm leaf shell, shells. All tied in jute thread, hung at the centre of entrance. effigy of a man in lifesize.

Have you ever heard your heart cry?..almost like howling in pain? and when your mind hears it do u pity yourself or does it perplex you?.. what happens when no amount of consolation drives you to stop the bloody tears from flowing?

There is an image etched on me..i dont know if its on the heart or the mind or the soul..it just refuses to leave. It goes like this...One morning I was late for office and was rushing to the bus stop..on the way I remembered my cell phone forgotten at home. Cursing all the way I turned back and started walking home..as fast as I could. In front of me I saw rag picker girl, barely 12, covered only in a sheet of what looked like a worn out mat...She was walking towards me in the same pace that I was walking towards her. Obviously ignoring the scores of people staring at her walk away. My heart skipped a beat. Unconsciously I slowed down..part of me wanted to stop and help her..another part was too stunned to react and yet another part was feeling ashamed of my existence.It wasn't the fact that she only had a mat to cover her, It was the walk, the look in her eyes, the confidence with which she carried herself. This was probably my first exposure to rape on the streets and it was jus

NO. I am not a mason and I am not going to talk about how to mold cement.its an abstract reference to kids. I believe we all in our childhood are like wet cement ready to be molded into whatever form life takes. Its surprising that of the trillions of people in this world not one is like the other. Not even twins! God/ Nature surely has a strong creative bend!!..thats exactly what makes each of us special.If only this message could get across to the thousands of depressed people who are ready to take their lives right now... at this moment. Did you know that Hitler as a child wanted to be an artist??? YES!!! but his dad was strictly against it. He wanted little Adolf to be a civil servant like him and live a respectable life. Adolf, much against his fathers wishes went on to enroll himself into a art school and to his surprise,he was rejected cause he didn't qualify in the exam. Instead he was accepted into the school of architecture. I wonder - had Adolf's father not opposed t