Between Life and Death: Between New York and Toronto

We (all) just wanted to make it. Make it out of the filthy, dusty streets of refugee camps. And in any sense, we (the displaced colonized intellectuals) have “MADE IT.” I mean, look at us. Look at you. Look at we who safely crossed borders. We. The luckier ones. We—who played our cards at theContinue reading “Between Life and Death: Between New York and Toronto”

Bread & Butter Vs Waffles & Whipped Cream: Inspired by J Cole’s Last Call

For each light of dayThanks, I giveEach blessing counts (it does matter how trivial)Thanks, my friend, you should giveBe conscious, of the fact, life could be different from what it is at presentFor Every little you get, thanks you should give What if this, actually, is your last call? Last call — “last call forContinue reading “Bread & Butter Vs Waffles & Whipped Cream: Inspired by J Cole’s Last Call”

For God so loved the world

For God so loved the world that he created manto liveto sufferto love For God so loved the world that he created manto hate and to kill For God so loved the world that he created manto plunderto colonizeto create For God so loved the world that he created manto subjugateto live freeto love ForContinue reading “For God so loved the world”

Hit and Run: A Tribute to my Stolen Bicycle & All Memories Left Behind

There are certain simple things beyond one’s understanding, but put in historical perspective unanswered questions become clear For example, 1st example: How on earth could one stole my bicycle, the evening of May 20th 2021, at 234 OXFORD ST E,┬áLONDON, ONTARIO N6A 1T7? Like humans in the West are too civilized to steal My faultContinue reading “Hit and Run: A Tribute to my Stolen Bicycle & All Memories Left Behind”