When the wind blows It leaves some kind of residue Microscopic dust and pollen particles, A rustic smell, Lead-heavy fumes And sometimes, a taste of death When the wind blows I remember running around with sheep It reminds me swinging on aerial roots Reminds me of the hour long roundas and kati Reminds me of … More 018: WHEN THE WIND BLOWS…
Mirror mirror on the wall Tell me it’s time for the ball Or is it the mall? Well, maybe I’m having a ball Or maybe it’s just a mental… Weary in this enslavement Thought it’s was an oversight But what has it made me? A sailor maybe Or a wager? Well, I don’t even know … More 016: SHANGHAIED
It has all been about survival. Survive school, survive work, survive relationships, survive everything because the world is not your oyster; because the world is not at your feet? And what have we created through this survival? A humanity that will do anything to survive; a humanity that will hurt each other in the name of survival. What have we done? … More 013: THE WHITE HAT – At what price?
Conversations about social media have been going round and at some point they have been romanticized. We may all want to seem up to date about what people are talking about, and there’s nothing wrong with that, but I believe that talk without action is kaput. A few days ago I joined the #SocialForGood Live-Athon … More 010: SOCIAL FOR GOOD – Introspective thoughts.
We all live in a complicated world; at least for me it is else how can anyone explain why the sun was shining thirty minutes ago and suddenly it rained for seventeen minutes and the sun glided back like nothing happened. Maybe the sun was trying to escape from its own heat aye but we’ll … More 008: TALES OF AN ESCAPIST!
