Privilege


In recent times, privilege has been branded as a word to describe to Whites. The use of the word is many a times justified, but I am not the judge of that. I am not perceptive enough to pick out subtle race differences, to spot the minorities. I am not writing a post about racism, … Continue reading Privilege

Fiction: Characters in Bookworld?


  (I saw this on Facebook and I had to write on this!) John could see the train coming in the tunnel, the beacon becoming brighter. Newmarket train Station in Auckland was extremely crowded. Considering the station had every line passing through it, it meant it was as important as Britomart Transport Centre. However, John had this … Continue reading Fiction: Characters in Bookworld?

#7 Last Train


Fiction: What's the name? Crude?! That's messed up. What's your story? You fell. Okay. Next. What's your name? Sophi. You are awfully young. Your story? Female foeticide. Stupid! What's wrong with this world. That world, she corrected himself. That world. Past. She left that world fifteen years ago. Fifteen years which seem like fifteen million … Continue reading #7 Last Train

Transiting


( In Transit Train stations, airport terminals, subway stops: soulless spaces full of distracted, stressed zombies, or magical sets for fleeting, interlocking human stories?) This post can be taken as a continuation of an earlier post about the train travel experience. Almost three and a half years of travels via trains,  which could be summed … Continue reading Transiting