The day I am killed,my killer will find travel tickets in my pocket One, to peaceOne, to fields and rainAnd one, to the conscience of humankind I beg you,Do not stay and waste themKiller of mine, I beg you to use them.Travel. -- Samih al-Qasim Samih al Qasim is a Palestinian poet. The translation does… Continue reading Travel Tickets by Samih al-Qasim
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Thendral
I’ve always wanted a blog titled Thendral. In Tamil, Thendral or தென்றல் means a gentle breeze. Like many others, I love the feeling of a light breeze as I walk by the sea or sit by a lake. Discovering a poem that nudges me to slow down or exploring an idea with tenderness are similar gentle… Continue reading Thendral
