Migrants are people who leave their homes to keep them Dignity is a luxury, as there are mouths to feed Home is often a Skype screen Where a grandpa tears to see his little angel The little angel does not fathom His sacrifices Christmas, Eid, Onam, Pongal Are dates on a digital calendar Lives are … More Absence.
London, Mumbai and New York lost lives in building fires. These are avoidable fire safety related deaths. As the world urbanises, we need more stringent measures in monitoring brown field systems and yes EHS audits are not a cost centre; they save lives.
It was a clogged artery connecting the many hubs of Muscat, seeing a burst in real estate development. Along the side of this artery, was some civil works underway by the edge of the road. The narrow entry into the parking lot adjacent to a row of retail outlets including a supermarket and a Turkish … More Turkish Cafes: Liminal Spaces in the Mashreq
This essential, but mundane carrier Everyday life is contained In the aluminium nest The basic unit of retail capitalism Most understated A non place object Trolley, is often empty At the end of the month Overflowing in the first week Consistent with the vagaries of life Push away as an orphan At the check out … More Trolley.
Dreams in Tiffin Carriers Lunch on the pavement Life under the winter sky Hard Hat is the crown Of the migrant Waiting for dinner In the labor camp #migrants
Theories are imaginaries, modes of thinking. Act of mulling over possibilities, alternative futures.
The art of history writing is taking a beating with constant, near instant feeds. Or is it on the rise, with the art of imagination and analysis lost in the immediacy of the digital?
When I started writing on cities five years back on changethinker, I could feel a connection with the urbane heart as i have written on Muscat, Mumbai, Delhi and Singapore and other places where I have travelled. I now realise that this urbanity book project was a precursor to my interest in urban design with … More Writing Cities
Christmas in Muscat during growing up years and college years, was about Church but also a meal with Baba and Ma, with turkey, chicken stragonoff, chicken kiev and cream caramel from Al Aktham Restaurant in Al Khuwair. Years later, by the LORD’s Grace and Mercy, I am back in Muscat working with a set of … More Christmas Food Diaries in Muscat
As time passes We are relegated to shadows of the past Reducing ourselves to stereotypes Time does not stop Egos would have to calibrate Stereotypes are not beautiful enough for eulogies