Something I’ve read (fiction)

‘After a month in Cairo she muted, read constantly, kept more to herself, as if something had occurred or she realised suddenly that wondrous thing about the human being, it can change.’ (The English Patient – Michael Ondaatje)

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Age-old Ways

This is what I wanted to say: It is a cliche for a man to be in such fascination with the youth of a woman. An age-old cliche.  I knew it then, and I know it now. Do you know you are falling into the ways of old men? How […]

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My Kashmir village travel blog

I recently travelled to Pakistan and through to Jammu, Kashmir where I volunteered to teach at a school in in a village in the mountains for three months. It was the first time I have stayed away from home and I’ve written a little about the experiences at this blog. […]

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Something I’ve read (poem)

With three handshe beats back the distractednessin his heart. It is not so much that he is alone.But that he cannot shake off the feelingof wanting to be with a stranger. He looks around for a sturdy handhold,one that will not come away from the wallif he grabs it with […]

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The Torment of Disfigured Memories (Reflection)

It seems to me, that for a while now, I find myself outside my moments. That instead of being in them, experiencing them for their live, bleeding immediacy, I take a simple step out and watch from afar; from all angles, through all eyes. I walk around the moment, inspecting […]

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Something I’ve read (fiction)

“I imagine the feelings of two people meeting again after many years. In the past they spent some time together, and therefore they think they are linked by the same experience, the same recollections. The same recollections? That’s where the misunderstanding starts: they don’t have the same recollections; each of […]

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My Soul

My soul is a river at sunset that fills with lights as it moves toward an open sky that catches it, it is as still as the surface of mirrors to the heavens, it walks through cities and stories and seas and forests, it falters between darkness and light and […]

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Excerpt from Onion Tears (on Trains)

“Summaya only loved certain people. People like her, who craved the quietness of life. Who were left behind on the platform while the rest of the world climbed onto the train to take them Somewhere. Any place just so long as it took them. And the stragglers would shuffle behind […]

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Three Passions Have Governed My Life (Quote)

Three passions have governed my life Three passions have governed my life:The longings for love, the search for knowledge,And unbearable pity for the suffering of [humankind].Love brings ecstasy and relieves loneliness.In the union of love I have seenIn a mystic miniature the prefiguring visionOf the heavens that saints and poets […]

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