Freedom

Talking to kids about patriotism.

  She sat on the kitchen platform, legs dangling over the edge. I moved about putting dishes away and generally pottering around. “Mamma,” she said suddenly, “Do you know what I want to become when I grow up?” I looked at her serious seven year old face. I was as used to these sudden questions as I was used to…

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Freedom

Kids and Freedom!

The prompt for today was, “Giving Freedom to kids” Once upon a time childhood was synonymous with Freedom. The freedom to lounge around the house on a holiday. The freedom to curl up with a book if you so wished it. The freedom to throw off your uniform and school bag and rush off to play the minute you came…

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Freedom

Freedom? What’s that?

For the first time in my life, I could not immediately begin writing when I was given a prompt. The prompt was , “What does freedom mean to me.” This made me ponder. Why can’t I write about freedom? What is stopping me? Why this block? After all freedom is such a simple word no? And it struck me that…

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#Friday Reflections

Putting others in our boxes

Today as I walked from the library where I conduct my creative writing classes to the auto rickshaw stand, I saw an old couple and a younger woman talking on the footpath. Judging by their body language they were either neighbours or close acquaintances; not family though. That kind of closeness was missing. They were speaking loud enough for me…

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