The madness

The madness surrounding us is the window to seek ourselves… I agree…. As we connect with ourselves, as we connect with who we really are…. the door opens and the entire world rushes in…. In the verge of insanity all of us will realize that sanity is a myth…. and we should slowly slip into our favorite side our choice of life…. and be happy … Continue reading The madness

Remembering Madiba and some personal notes on Freedom

“Mandela! Mandela! Nelson Mandela!…… Mandela! Mandela! Nelson Mandela!… Free… Free… Nelson Mandela! Free… Free… Nelson Mandela!” as we shouted slogans and walked through the college verandah showing solidarity to the international community demanding the release of Madiba.. we were being part of an international outcry…. The year was 1988 the Pre-degree years and initial years of my political baptism….. As we walk through the corridors … Continue reading Remembering Madiba and some personal notes on Freedom

Half Dead

As I read more I realize how bad I write…. And as I write more I realize I read so less…. It is tough to make things meet There is always someone inside telling you to do both…… as if the mind rips into two and both going in different directions One feeling cold and other feeling hot One crying while other laughing There will … Continue reading Half Dead

What the rain tells me

Today it rained…. like every year… the first one this year…. as usual the summer had locked up a whole chest of memories, faces, events, images and tastes from the ever desiring past…. the fragrance in the air is now irresistible… the fragrance born when the rain blankets the earth and makes love throughout the night…. Every year every rain pours that intoxicating past on … Continue reading What the rain tells me