Home or Away
Before it all happened. I don't know if we lived in the contours of hope or hopelessness. We knew that the game was stale, tired and habitual. Like tea left too long in a pot, its aroma, once rich, now a bitter aftertaste. But most of us did not mind. We sat in halls, roadside cafes, and our living rooms, watching, commenting and sometimes scoffing. Always wishing and dreaming. We did not really a...
Read More about Home or AwayAll is Political
Nothing is the same. Nothing is the same anymore.The streets taught us that silence has always been political. The random discourses taught us that apathy is a side. The failures taught us that every time we overlooked injustice, we endorsed it. We took part in it. Actively. We have now stopped pretending. Or wishing for someone to come in and save the day. Now, everything is political. My friends...
Read More about All is Political