OPINION|THE BIG BANG OF SMALL KINDNESSES

As the pandemic marches on, this is more true than ever. I have felt impelled to write this piece mostly because we have all now, as a planet, lived through a year of the Covid-19 blight. All 7 billion lives have, in some measure, been affected, afflicted or completely upended. And the sobering truth isContinue reading “OPINION|THE BIG BANG OF SMALL KINDNESSES”

SHORT STORY|2020: A Cosmic Odyssey

AD 2025 – THE ENCOUNTER “It was the winter of our global discontent as we looked to the only country we’d been conditioned to, for solutions to all our real and existential problems”. That was a recurring information echo in my head after our last Ripple Effect Round Table* (Re-Rt). There was some compelling informationContinue reading “SHORT STORY|2020: A Cosmic Odyssey”

SHORT STORY|Days of Purgatory – (Part 3)

“I have a bit of a secret to tell you”, said Sabeen lounging contentedly on the sofa near the wall. Dinner had been fabulously satisfying. She’d had two helpings of the fettuccine in all its curried glory and had just finished a not ungenerous slice of hot apple pie. The sprites of Gastronomical Excesses wereContinue reading “SHORT STORY|Days of Purgatory – (Part 3)”

PANDEMIC 2020|Positivum Cogitandi*

I have waxed eloquent as far as Pandemic Diaries go, on the thrills and the gloom of being “benignly incarcerated”. This piece will dive into the nuts and bolts of the experience as I try and capture a typical curfew-bound day in the tropical environs of the Colombo lockdown. It all starts at around 9.30amContinue reading “PANDEMIC 2020|Positivum Cogitandi*”

VERSE|The Ballad of Bubba Buckley

A fond tribute to all the hillbillies around the world; to the vaccinated lot and the detergent gulpers 😉 I was mindin’ ma own beeswax, toilin’ on the grange,potterin’ in my chicken coops, Tendin’ to ma mange;Got it off sweet Misty Dawn, the old ass at the farm,She’s in Donkey Heaven now and left meContinue reading “VERSE|The Ballad of Bubba Buckley”

VERSE|I Sat Alone with Sadness

I sat alone with SadnessI felt it’s grainy edges,I saw it’s grey-bound form,I touched its dark, dark heartAnd then I heard it moanit’s dolorous dirge.It whispered of a gloomthat quelled the light inside.It spoke of a despair that clung like gnarled old ivy.It lamented of an anguishthat congealed the blood within.And i mouldered in theContinue reading “VERSE|I Sat Alone with Sadness”

SHORT STORY|The Fatigue

I was so tired. I arrived at my grandmother’s house, Z___abad, at a little past 3pm. It was a cool mid-March evening and the slight chill in the air felt soothing. I made my way up the broad walkway towards the main house. The familiar spring foliage in the inner garden was in full, salutaryContinue reading “SHORT STORY|The Fatigue”

PANDEMIC 2020|Hairy Adventures – Part deux

Pandemic Special It’s been just short of a month since the current curfew conditions were imposed in our city, and quite a lot longer in some other metropolises. And while the world at large has been preoccupied with the more immediate imperative of procuring food and other essential provisions, nature has been gleefully taking itsContinue reading “PANDEMIC 2020|Hairy Adventures – Part deux”

OPINION|The Myth of Super-Luxury Condominiums – Part Deux

(When the Food Chain upends – The age of fastidiousness, curfews and microscopic annihilators) The current high stress, painfully limiting, curfew-constrained environment has been a fitting test for how well the Super luxurious developments in the city have responded to the basic needs of their residents – like the politico with the 100 watt smileContinue reading “OPINION|The Myth of Super-Luxury Condominiums – Part Deux”

VERSE|I shot the Sheriff

And I think he’s called the Covid, the Covid 19.I also know this declaration seems somewhat extremeBecause I hadn’t been testedSo how could I have bestedThe microbe that has its pestilential clawsrender all it touches, grievously impure?Try “dead” to be factual!But hope doth spring eternal ….In this pandemic, we lasses are only gently brushing byContinue reading “VERSE|I shot the Sheriff”

PANDEMIC 2020|The Corona Theatre – the Muses weigh in

We have indeed entered the Age of the Mighty Microbes as the days go by and mankind continues to buckle at the knees in the face of the latest onslaught. Welcome to 01AC – Year 1, Anno Coroni Despite the obvious ravages wrought by the bacillus, one can’t help but take an existential view ofContinue reading “PANDEMIC 2020|The Corona Theatre – the Muses weigh in”