It’s August already, and I am writing this accompanied by quick bursts of rainfall and breeze (and a cup of Darjeeling tea). Tropical Storm Earl (which took a while to be named) is passing just to the south of us and getting up some steam for Honduras and Mexico. It has not inconvenienced too many […]
by Robert Kazandjian On 23rd June, Cuban flyweight boxer Robeisy Ramirez defeated Kenyan boxer Benson Gicharu to qualify for the Olympic Games in Rio, ensuring that for the first time since 2004, Cuba would have a full complement of boxers at the Games. For someone like me, who has dedicated my best years to the […]
Can’t select like – wish there was a gotta read this button. Too many mothers have to worry like this for us to think we are doing all right!
My son was about to go out for a run.”Do you have your ID?”
“Don’t have your music too loud. Just wear one ear bud”
Now I am mad because some white mothers get to just be happy that their kid is healthy and active.
I gotta stress about him surviving the run because he is a 20something Black Man.
I have always loved this quote : ” When Injustice becomes Law, Resistance becomes Duty ” .
Thanks to Gaza , it became worthy of stating again .
Despite all the murders ,
The unprecedented failure of humanity,
Despite the conspiracies of the world,
east and west.
The treason of brothers,
the treachery of the beloved.
Gaza managed to stand up and alone.
Defeating the defeat of humanity .
Retaining the courage of the cowardice world.
Proving once and again ..
that Resistance is an obligation
when injustice is the law.
Great writing comes out of pain, love, joy, loss, discovery – and – getting lost and found again in the story.
I still feel mesmerized by this meeting. This is the first thing that comes to my mind. How blessed I am.
It also feels kind of weird, the whole feeling of being blessed is a bit of not a familiar feeling. So many windows of blossoming blessing have been opening to me lately.
I have spent the last few weeks literally mesmerized by reading the renowned novelist new book “My name is Adam- sons of the Ghetto”. It is one of those books that I am reading with so much passion and eagerness from one side, and somehow I am afraid to finish. A real masterpiece by all definitions.
Sometimes it happens that you fall into such a masterpiece especially after some not very best choices of a sequence of reads, which makes it even more valuable, and you might think this is why it is capturing your attention.
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