Aping another organisation,
while bent on holding on to power,
the famous five shall carry on,
with no one to rein them on.
A bruised banana
in my kitchen,
Invites many an ant,
Up the wall, by the crack,
Reaching up to the soft crevice.
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Yesterday I felt what is it to be disabled.
You see I was working at the anaerobic work station.
What is that contraption you may ask.
For many a time, many others and I,
Have been in search of a place,
Where oxygen lacks its presence,
So that we can conduct our experiments,
In its absence.
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[me = thinker + thought
no thought = no thinker ?
Thinker, thinking, thought: the Trinity of Life
Thought = thinker
thinking without thinker ?]
In Paris, we went to Hediard (equivalent to Fortnum & Mason in the UK; still affordable for someone earning a minimum wage) and passed by Maille (gosh, a shop exclusively for French mustard) and watch shops – selling watches ranging from 50,000 to 75,000 €. India’s per capita income is ~ 1500 USD and it is ~ 40,000 USD for France and UK. Continue reading “Sous le ciel de Paris”
Hawkers are not allowed to sell on the trains in the suburban trains in Bombay. There is a lady who regularly sells sarees. She gets caught one day and she pays a penalty of 400 Rupees (4GBP). This does not deter her. She continues doing her job as she has no other option. Eventually she manages to buy a flat in an apartment complex in the suburb of Bombay. Her dream is to send her kids to a English language school. I admire her entrepreneurial skills. If only more women have the courage like her.