Posts Tagged ‘India’
Women in India don’t want to be in the Defenses
Posted by: lilliandcosta on: November 21, 2009
Should women be allowed to play a greater role in the Indian defenses, this is a debate that keeps cropping up time and again. More than once I have seen some women screaming on national television on how the defenses are bias and are keeping women out of frontal roles, such as combat. The most recent case [...]
The Fragrance of Jasmine and Memories
Posted by: lilliandcosta on: August 27, 2009
- In: Goa
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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, [...]
People with Disabilities and the Recession
Posted by: lilliandcosta on: May 17, 2009
With the recession, tough economic times are upon most of us. Companies continue to maintain their freeze on recruitment, salary cuts are common, and layoffs informed to employees an hour before the end of the week. Non written communication to work longer hours is common place. Most people are glad they can retain their job, [...]
International Labour Day 2009
Posted by: lilliandcosta on: May 1, 2009
I see only hope
Today is May 1, 2009, International Labour Day and with the ongoing recession a deeply poignant one for all of us who labour. Today, business houses large and small, multi-national and national all around the world are in disarray, shutting down or struggling to survive. One vital component of production, labour has [...]
Power to the People!
Posted by: lilliandcosta on: April 16, 2009
Power to the People!
From today and for the next 5 weeks the electorate of the worlds largest democracy will be casting their votes.
India has the privilege of holding the largest and fairest elections in the world. Something I’m really proud of J. So, all power to us, its people!!!!!
For those wanting to stay abreast of [...]
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 [...]
Happy Women’s Day?
Posted by: lilliandcosta on: March 10, 2009
Happy Women’s Day?….. I beg your pardon
Its 8th March, International Women’s Day
But 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 [...]
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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