Seeking the Teachable Moment in this week of horrible news about the rapes of young girls in Kathua, Unnao and Surat may be the only way for any of us to crawl out of the funk of anguish and anger. Your child or your student cannot have missed the headlines, the poster images or even … More Kathua, Unnao and beyond: Find the Teachable Moment
My home of broken memory shards: Reclaiming my Sindhi identity by Tulika Bathija “My home” demands many explanations. Even today when I fill a form where I need to provide my address proof, they ask me for my permanent residence address. They condescendingly explain the difference between a temporary home and a permanent home. They … More My home of broken memory shards
PEACE IN DIDACTICS Explicating ‘peace’ in didactic; I lay open my experience candid Perhaps violence exists more naturally than peace; Hence I unfold the story in its anti-thesis ‘He’ asked me to bite off more than I can chew; While he was ready to teach me addition, I failed to hold numbers in lieu He … More PeaceVerse: Peace in Didactics #worldpoetryday
Five things about peace they don’t tell you: One : Peace is like unwrapping a gift stuffed with layers of empty boxes on after the other for you to find a single bar of dairy milk in the last one, you ask me why so many boxes, I tell you peace is not a day’s … More PeaceVerse: Five things about peace they don’t tell you #worldpoetryday
World Peace In a way I am very glad I can never ace a beauty pageant. I can’t get myself to lie with a dazzling smile, that I want world peace. I do, however, want a piece of this world a Koffee Hamper of assorted items three sandalwood sticks + some Japanese picture books + … More PeaceVerse: World Peace #worldpoetryday
When warm memories gather around A bag, worn-out pants, Conversation ripples across Lost time and around people; Fingers move, letters and stitches. By Aravinda Bhat
Peace Peace is the iridescent glow on a lake When setting sun weaves its magic. It glistens like the drop of milk On a sated infant’s lips Its the leaf strewn village path Which makes the wayfarer Forget the long miles ahead. A little bird crooning In the deep recess of the heart, When the … More PeaceVerse: Peace #worldpoetryday
The upraised hand Anger. . . f/s/lashes Of hurt and rage Hurt bodies and minds; The burning mind, Thoughts flashing, searing, The disturbed mind; Day in and day out, Waves pound the sandbar, Compounding particles; How to turn the raging sea Into a calm pond? The hand raised In the abhaya gesture, Signifying Peace, fear … More PeaceVerse: The upraised hand #worldpoetryday
Kashmir I hear the soldiers crying Blood on their hands that should never have bled return to their own bright-eyed children; and mourn I see government leaders blind Oh signs surround them The venom, the violence! Putrid pellets! I cry My grandmother visited Kashmir when I was only a girl ‘A place of infinite beauty,’ she … More PeaceVerse: Kashmir #worldpoetryday
Even the Possibility Even the possibility Of de/scribing/lineating The peace In the space before And within Our house; The punctuation of birdcall, Of squirrels, The arresting cries Of peacocks; The enveloping serenity, Of filtered light, Of sighing trees, And of tinkling bells; The slow trickle of minutes, The rapid passing of days, I cannot fathom; … More PeaceVerse: Even the Possibility #worldpoetryday
