An Exhibition of Socialism

      This is a blog about remembering. A blog not about politics but about the aesthetics of politics. It is about remembering what we owe to various degrees of socialist reforms over the past few decades, and centuries. Socialism today may be a victim of its own success. It might be less relevant…

The Boatman’s Reprieve

  I   Where the horizon taints the volcanic fumes There is a freedom even such stillness fiercely exudes; A lagoon where time seeks its burial verily looms, But from a distance the boatman only sees the masking blooms.   If time on such an island can bring the end of all wars Men would…

Standing Up For Comedy

  Tolerance. Freedom of speech. Hedonism. Three fundamental pillars to our way of life and civilization. Where these three uniquely meet, work together and blossom best is perhaps surprising: comedy. Hardly an Enlightenment pursuit. Yet it is more vital than we realise. Satire, irony, stand-up comedy; all these forms of humour creep and crawl around…

What We Should Be Teaching Our Children

    Growing up, the most important things I remember learning in school (most important from the educator’s point of view, rather than my own) was religion and history. In a country that is like an epileptic, every now and then having a fit of zealous religious movement or historical import, it could hardly have…

Poems of Threatened Freedom

The Collector   The caterpillar pupates into chained wings. In the broad, clear sunlight, the collector comes, And the collector wouldn’t come If the butterfly had no wings.   The collector is a wing-less being Lusting to capture those Who have wings in spite of him.     The Path   I am walking in…