Monday, July 27, 2015

The destination

As the massive gates closed behind me, I realized that I had no place to go. The nearest hotel was five kilometers away and no taxis passed by the house after 7 PM. It was 2 minutes past midnight and I was as drunk as I could be. I had decided to move out and packed in frenzy lest my courage desert me. As the full extent of this move began to dawn on me, I considered going back to the comfort of familiarity. If I went back now, none would be the wiser except of course the home automation system and no body checks those records anyway since it has intruder alerts and alerts when new users are added.

Monday, July 6, 2015

The girl child

In the recent years, there has been a hue and cry about respecting and protecting women. There were numerous articles, photos, tweets, videos, and facebook posts all over the country. Men and women expressed several opinions, got involved in various controversies, abused others, got abused by others, some were publicly shamed and some shamed them all! All the while I wondered, had it not been for the social media, would 90 percent of these people have even thought about that rape, or this child abuse after they folded the newspaper. I still don't know. What I do know, is that sitting on a comfortable couch and writing about it or exhibiting outrage and anguish, much like what I am doing right now is never going to help.