Alone — this solitude pounds deafeningly between my ears. After the forgotten slap inducing that first sharp intake of air, to my first memory of a Dresden widow beaming down into the four walls of my pram, just what kind of oblivion did I inhabit; how does it differ from the misery gripping me now?
In this realm it is the sentence of every soul to be alone, even as flesh touches flesh, reaching the heights of ecstasy of mortal love. Soon it is over and the wails return, cursing the passion which ensnared this fractal of spirit in a world of its own.
Ever since I started my blog, curious readers have been reaching out to me about Denmark and asking whether Denmark’s reputation for being the ‘happiest’ country on earth is true. The honest answer to that from a ‘foreigner’s perspective? It really depends on your circumstances, and especially your residency/citizenship status. So brace yourself for a […]
Note : This article is neither written or owned by Bombay Ficus. It is written by Kripa Jalan and Sharang Shah and published here. Globally, massive strides have been made in the last few decades to improve both the quality of and access to healthcare, but this progress has been lopsided. While certain forms of […]