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(2) Buffy Sainte Marie – “I’m Going Home” – YouTube
Where are you going tonight in your dreams?
PM to confirm 19 July end to Covid rules despite scientists’ warnings | Boris Johnson | The Guardian (Me: He is still willing to gamble with other people’s lives for perceived short term political gain)
Boris Johnson to press ahead with final stage of unlocking in England amid huge rise in infections
Source: PM to confirm 19 July end to Covid rules despite scientists’ warnings | Boris Johnson | The Guardian
UK scientists caution that lifting of Covid rules is like building ‘variant factories’ | Coronavirus | The Guardian
Prof Stephen Reicher at the University of St Andrews, a member of the Sage subcommittee advising on behavioural science, tweeted: “It is frightening to have a ‘health’ secretary who still thinks Covid is flu. Who is unconcerned at levels of infection. Who doesn’t realise that those who do best for health, also do best for the economy. Who wants to ditch all protections while only half of us are vaccinated.
“Above all, it is frightening to have a ‘health’ secretary who wants to make all protections a matter of personal choice when the key message of the pandemic is “this isn’t an ‘I’ thing, it’s a ‘we’ thing.”
Oxygen shortages blamed for deaths of 33 COVID-19 patients at Indonesian hospital – ABC News
At least 33 patients died after the central supply of liquid medical oxygen ran out on Saturday at Dr Sardjito General Hospital in Yogyakarta city due to delays from suppliers, said hospital spokesman Banu Hermawan. Source: Oxygen shortages blamed for deaths of 33 COVID-19 patients at Indonesian hospital – ABC News
Afghanistan: All foreign troops must leave by deadline – Taliban – BBC News (Me: It is clear that the Taliban do not intend to honor agreements but it is still time to go – get visas to those who need them and just leave…)
The noble king and his royal subjects

The extra large ‘Ela’, the plantain leaf, can scarcely accommodate even the first course of the colourful and aromatic Onam spread lined up in a sequence that is most sacrosanct. The jostling for space begin with serving of the ‘Upperi’, the famous banana chips, as it is placed on the left most tip of the leaf heralding the commencement of the “Sadhya”, the festival feast. What then follows is an avalanche of delicacies – hot, sweet, sour, and pungent; each placed along the outer edges forming a grand multi-layered semi-circle. The inner periphery is occupied by a slew of pickles – of lemon, mango and ginger; bananas and of course the Pappadams, that rounded crispy savoury which is to be crushed with every mouthful that is gulped in. The centre part of the leaf is reserved for the “Matta”, the red…
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मिलो तो सही,,,,,,
Rutas de un Viajero. Capítulo XII. El encanto, la historia y los enigmas de la Pila del Torito, en Pátzcuaro de ayer
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Fotografía en blanco y negro: Pátzcuaro de Antaño. Facebook (@Patzcuaroantano · Tienda de antigüedades) Imagen a color: Hotel Mansión Iturbe (https://mansioniturbe.blogspot.com/)
Andábamos en las calles inclinadas y chuecas de Pátzcuaro, con aroma a teja, a lago, a adobe, a madera, cuando descubrimos, arrobados, la legendaria Pila del Torito, con su historia recóndita y sus muchos suspiros atrapados en la piedra.
Éramos inagotables. En cada rincón, coincidíamos con un detalle, con un encanto, con un pedazo de ayer que coleccionábamos en nuestra memoria, en los recuerdos, en las fotografías. Portones de madera tallada, muros y fachadas de adobe con balcones románticos, templos y ex conventos de piedra de los que escapaban los perfumes del incienso, de las flores, del copal y de las veladoras que alumbraban las imágenes sacras de la Colonia, con rostros entristecidos, estofados o elaborados bajo la técnica prehispánica…
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Hold on
When it hurts,
And all is lost,
When eyes go damp,
And dreams are tossed.
When all you see,
Is bleeding snow,
There is this thing,
You ought to know.
That life is cruel,
This world is small,
And fate goes laughing,
At us all.
Only those that,
Hold on will stay,
For what is meant,
Will find its way.
So take a step,
And fall and stand,
For what is life,
But passing sand?
Close your eyes,
And take a leap,
You’ll either float,
Or face the deep.
For life throws lemons,
When you expect them least,
Under the skin of a beauty,
Lie the bones of a beast
© Shanyu Bihani 2020

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