Posts Tagged ‘Bangalore’
The Fragrance of Jasmine and Memories
Posted by: lilliandcosta on: August 27, 2009
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I lean my tired weight against the seat of a crowded bus and watch. Lap crossed, a plastic bag full of Jasmine buds, a roll of thread, one bud to the left, another to the right, the thread wrapped around them once, then a quick knot. Another bud to the right, one to the left, [...]
Chikungunya, the ignored pandemic in Bangalore
Posted by: lilliandcosta on: June 14, 2009
While the rest of the world is focused on Swine flu and India is just recording the first of its confirmed cases, places like Bangalore have another virus that is doing the rounds. Like in pervious years this virus too has the potential to reach pandemic proportions and yet, few, least of all the government [...]
Shut up and vote
Posted by: nagarajmani on: April 7, 2009
It’s only a slim rectangular paper, with a black and white picture of me, but on top of the paper is prominently written, ‘Voters Identity’ card and I look at it with pride and joy.
Most young people begin voting at 18, when the country and law recognizes them as ‘major’ in age. At 18, they [...]
Madness on wheels
Posted by: lilliandcosta on: March 30, 2009
In a hurry to get some place, who hasn’t stepped out looking to hail an auto rickshaw or an auto as it is more commonly called. These three wheel vehicles are characteristic of East and South East Asia. They are a vital means of inter city connectivity all over India and are a reliable source [...]
Stop the violence on women in Bangalore
Posted by: lilliandcosta on: March 4, 2009
Stop the Violence on Women in
Bangalore
Dear Everyone,
For the last couple of weeks, women in Bangalore have been at the receiving end of some pretty serious attacks – for wearing jeans, going about their daily chores like traveling and waiting for a bus at a bus stop, for fighting back the moral police etc.
We [...]
How secure are women with disabilities?
Posted by: lilliandcosta on: February 17, 2009
How secure are women with
disabilities?
Recently I heard of two incidents which made me ask myself this very question, how secure are women with disabilities (WwD)?
In one incident a young mother of 35 hung her two teenage daughters both intellectually challenged, and herself. I guess she got tired of the pressures of life, the social [...]
KSRTC
Posted by: lilliandcosta on: December 30, 2008
KSRTC takes passengers on a bumpy
ride
When one boards a regular blue and white, half wrecked Karnataka State Road Transport Corporation (KSRTC) bus its easy to forget that you are in the IT capital of India. When you encounters their unkempt cheating conductors, some of whom even smell of alcohol, it is easy to forget [...]
Lillian @ Poetry
- Advertising Cloud 9The horizon in shades of green,Water tanks, blue and black,Clothes of all hues waving in the breeze.Cloud 9 advertising its services,Who would think, it would need to?But it does,Its the recession.
- Untitledoh why does my soul refuse to rest.it bounds up,against gravity,like there were thorns that pricked its underside.refusing it rest.oh my soul has a bloody breasta weary heartthat longs to rest,but somehow each night is dayin its unending search to run away.
- UntitledI stare out,As the orange-pink of sunsetFades away into silhouettes,Large dark trees, rise upAnd the cold road leads away.The breeze whips at my face,The curtains buffeted in the strong wind,Fly around uncontrollably like shreds,My heart feels the same,As it leaves sweet memories behind.Parting can never be harder.15th April 2009
- Happy Women’s Day?.......... I beg your pardonIts 8th March, International Women’s DayBut she doesn’t know it.She wakes up at 6.00 a.m,like she has for the last 12 years,her mental clock and love for her family helps her up.she fills the rice into the cooker, chops up the vegetables in the yellow light of the bulb.The chickens in their coop stir, at the first break of light.the brass pot rolls down on t […]
- Un-namedI want to writeBut wordsTremble within meThen die.I dig through my memoryFor experiencesFor verseBut all I find is gooey morass.I yearn to riseBe the bestBut the forceEludes meA phantom. There they areThe first buds of springOr is it a mirageThe sightings of a deluded soul8th February 2008
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