I first spotted them on my way to Darling Harbour. Bullets. Four of them, seven metres high, imposing in absolute rigidity. Full metal jackets. A sculpture that didn\’t toy around with ambiguity; it was clear what the bullets implied. They exuded a plaintive sentience which, while inescapable, was only a part of the full message.Continue reading “Sleepless In Sydney”
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The Bizarre Contradictions of Thailand
A young Buddhist monk, an oblivious Moken child and the inescapable Eye of the King. Within these three, I was presented a Thailand of bizarre contradictions. * * * In the heart of Bangkok, you will find Wat Pho, the Temple of the Reclining Buddha. Sprawling nearly fifty metres in length, the figure that restsContinue reading “The Bizarre Contradictions of Thailand”
A Magic Trick In Cambridge, UK
Are you watching closely? It is a misty Sunday morning in the year 2014, but as with all affairs pertaining to Cambridge – does it really matter? At the fringes of Market Hill, a street magician is summoning the middling early morning crowd. The air is rife with summons interspersed with limericks, quips and someContinue reading “A Magic Trick In Cambridge, UK”
A City\’s Soul In Deira, Dubai
\”If you can\’t find it in Deira, you will never find it.\” So impregnable was the belief of the merchants of Deira, at the booming hub of trade in the Gulf that dissecting its legitimacy would have been deemed purely absurd, if not sacrilegious. Even today, in 2018, it is nearly impossible to not findContinue reading “A City\’s Soul In Deira, Dubai”
Agra: A Teardrop On The Cheek Of Time
A leisurely stroll in Agra would show you blatant abandon, national ostracism and general indifference. Dilapidated kothis (villas), pothole-ridden, cow-dung infested streets, a conspicuous absence of any sort of infrastructure and an unquestionable maxim that cows and pigs have priority on roads and trivial entities like cars and pedestrians must adjust around them. Even if youContinue reading “Agra: A Teardrop On The Cheek Of Time”
In The Alleys And Valleys Of East India
To describe India, to attempt to describe India, to attempt to describe a region of India would in itself be a self-imposed imminent felony. Irrespective of your prowess in expression (of which I remain woefully amateur) the magic is such that words can try but would inevitably fall ridiculously short of expressing the essence ofContinue reading “In The Alleys And Valleys Of East India”
Know Time 