Gaza sends you a Merry Christmas
In Bethlehem, baby Jesus is seen wrapped in the Palestinian keffiyeh, lying amid the rubble. No softly lit manger opened its door for him, and certainly no wise man was there to bless the unforetold future
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Baldwin in December
Baldwin was sitting right beside, smoking, killing time, thinking of love and loneliness, friendships and misfortunes. Of Martin and Malcolm.
WCNSF: An acronym that captures the horror of Gaza's children
Much like packing a school bag, organising a game with a friend, or contemplating homework, they now think about how they or their friends might die
10 years of ‘Inside Llewyn Davis’: Like there is no tomorrow
I was 18. The power station over the Brahmaputra failed sometime that evening, so the lights went out. It was so hot and humid, my nerves gave up on feeling it after a point. After being with my friends by the river till half past ten, coming back home, I felt so empty that a certain rage filled me. I hated myself for going along with laughter that was so banal in those moments it made my lips ache just to keep them apart. I hated the city. Everything seemed without substance. That was the night in June when I came to know Llewyn.
One year of Mahsa Amini's death: What has changed?
The movement after Mahsa’s death had forced Iran’s morality police off the streets until recently.
7 minutes to midnight
In exchange for the presidential suites at the Ritz and so on, the men holding our city keys have already opened our skies to all that may come.
Woolf in the wind
This was a conversation between two friends.A conversation inspired by Virginia Woolf, who passed away on March 28, 1941
‘Monstrous fancies, misshapen dreams’: My ambivalence with ‘Dorian Gray’
“How tragic it would be if you were wasted”, made me smile in a melancholic way. I know moments when “unnecessary things are our only necessities”. And I’ve not been hesitant to give “rebellion its fascination” and “disobedience its charm.”
December 26, 2023
Gaza sends you a Merry Christmas
In Bethlehem, baby Jesus is seen wrapped in the Palestinian keffiyeh, lying amid the rubble. No softly lit manger opened its door for him, and certainly no wise man was there to bless the unforetold future
December 2, 2023
Baldwin in December
Baldwin was sitting right beside, smoking, killing time, thinking of love and loneliness, friendships and misfortunes. Of Martin and Malcolm.
November 23, 2023
WCNSF: An acronym that captures the horror of Gaza's children
Much like packing a school bag, organising a game with a friend, or contemplating homework, they now think about how they or their friends might die
November 22, 2023
10 years of ‘Inside Llewyn Davis’: Like there is no tomorrow
I was 18. The power station over the Brahmaputra failed sometime that evening, so the lights went out. It was so hot and humid, my nerves gave up on feeling it after a point. After being with my friends by the river till half past ten, coming back home, I felt so empty that a certain rage filled me. I hated myself for going along with laughter that was so banal in those moments it made my lips ache just to keep them apart. I hated the city. Everything seemed without substance. That was the night in June when I came to know Llewyn.
September 16, 2023
One year of Mahsa Amini's death: What has changed?
The movement after Mahsa’s death had forced Iran’s morality police off the streets until recently.
August 9, 2023
7 minutes to midnight
In exchange for the presidential suites at the Ritz and so on, the men holding our city keys have already opened our skies to all that may come.
April 1, 2023
Woolf in the wind
This was a conversation between two friends.A conversation inspired by Virginia Woolf, who passed away on March 28, 1941
March 19, 2023
‘Monstrous fancies, misshapen dreams’: My ambivalence with ‘Dorian Gray’
“How tragic it would be if you were wasted”, made me smile in a melancholic way. I know moments when “unnecessary things are our only necessities”. And I’ve not been hesitant to give “rebellion its fascination” and “disobedience its charm.”
March 6, 2023
Márquez told me people can fly sometimes
In celebration of Gabriel Garcia Márquez, born on this day, March 6, 1927.
January 20, 2023
Fail better: A new year’s resolution
But I understand. I am part of a historic pattern. So not everything is personal. I can't help but fall into some of the traps and become prey to some of the vultures.
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