Sunday evening and there’s three men hanging off a cherry-picker truck ahead. Unable to just mind our own businesses and keep driving on, in usual Fiji-style, the traffic slows as people wind down their windows and peek out to investigate what exactly they are doing (as if we’re all personally their immediate supervisors Continue reading
People think it’s great. That bits of Nadi has never looked better. But I’m sitting here in traffic with 70 other cars and there’s nothing so great about watching 1 adult and 2 high school kids (all in their uniforms) trying to cross the new 4-lane road in Namaka right through the flowers and all in the lane dividers – just 30 meters before the crossing lights.
This 4-lane extension was promised with a lot of ‘progress’ to Nadi.
It has almost been 4 & ½ years since I’ve been searching for Shyamni. If you’ve been reading me for some time, here’s something I’d like you to know that I wrote on my travel blog. ♥ Continue reading
When our female Speaker of Parliament last year made those infamous comments on women aggravating their husbands to the point of them loosing it and becoming violent, I recall the backlash from feminist organisations and individuals, and the fiery debates on social media forums. I also recall how I didn’t really deem anything wrong with the Speaker’s comments at that time Continue reading
Freedom. The power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint. In 1970, the British Empire after 96 years of rule over the islands handed Fiji back it’s sovereignty. This would have been the first time in almost a 100 years, a Fijian would have had the right to act and speak as a free person. Continue reading
I’ve just devoured a box of Lale’s fried chicken (a recent favourite) and now sitting back in the wonderment that how fried chicken could make a person so completely content? I mean this is a cooked carcass of a bird that’s probably died a long time ago. How could the death and the fried aftermath of another living thing provide so much happiness to another? Especially to a Hindu. Continue reading
I know I’ve been a bit quiet on the blogs this year. Even Suruj has started to miss her occasional spots of fame; gently ribbing me about not writing anymore lately.
Beginning of this year, I had created a new section on this blog A not-so-flowery, genda-ful life, naively excited about the things I had planned to share under this column. Little did I know then what I was in for, come the following months. Creating an independent platform outside of mainstream media, a space for individuals to say exactly what they wanted to say without any influences or inhabitations suddenly became this overwhelming task where it was about everything else but me. Continue reading