It's In Being Read That A Book

The Mountain Trembled Like An Earthquake. Dust Flew Into The Sky. And The Rock Turned Dark Red, Like The Color Of Blood'. 'how Would You Know?' Asks Sindhi Cap. 'you Only Have A Black And White Television'. 'but It's A Very Good One. You Can Almost See Colours.

We Need To Start Imagining The Future Or It Will Get Imagined For Us, And The Ways That It Has Been Imagined Thus Far Don't Seem Very Attractive.

It's Important To Have A Non-nostalgic View And Say, Let's Look Forward, Because If We Don't, All We'll Hear Are Voices Telling Us To Go Back.

I Did Not Grow Up In Poverty. But I Did Grow Up With A Poor Boy's Sense Of Longing, In My Case Not For What My Family Had Never Had, But For What We Had Had And Lost.

When I Travel, I Feel More Like A Nomad Than A Tourist.