Last night, a small gathering of friends made wishes before blowing out candles on a cake. We were celebrating another revolution around the sun for planet Earth. The desire for a new year to begin and for 2017 to end seemed an almost unanimous outlook for many friends and family that I had encountered over the past weeks. Resolutions were...
In the early hours, the birds by my window drown the skies with their dawn chorus, a daily ritual which regularly lures me from the sanctuary of sleep. Their morning call is an essential part of their existence, which mostly comprise of males who sing to compete and attract partners, as well as stake their territory. Those that sing...
It is someone’s birthday today. The fourth of May was cause for celebration of 4 friends and almost every day I get a Facebook reminder of whom to ‘help’ celebrate their day. The overall year of my friendships has October containing the most birthdays and April the least. The more friends I acquire, the more...
Are you calm under pressure with the ability to multi-task? Consider yourself skilled at project management? An excellent researcher with a ‘can-do’ attitude? Then you are perfect South by Southwest material. This Austin based multi-media festival (abbreviated to SXSW) which began solely as a music conference is a 28 year old institution and can somewhat...
Ominous sounds ring around As the city pounds the street (There are mouths to feed) Harbingers of mortality, distract banality Of weekday repetition (we daren’t make the admission) A regular sight, from morning light Blurring beacons with night skies Wailing sirens provide the cries A dying youth, a drug-fuelled plight More...
After the closure of a long-standing cocktail bar ‘White Rabbit’ in Stoke Newington (and not to be mistaken for it’s twin by name in Dalston, a recommended eatery which I wrote about during its advent), mutterings and shifty glances have been made whilst passing by the premises due to the masked windows covertly named ‘125...
Do you have a ‘rage to create’? I adapted this description from an article I recently read in regards to a ‘rage to master’ within us. I reference one story of a young boy and his incredible artistic abilities, combining colours and shapes on an obsessive level, working on each of his drawings for 1...
I gaze at the memories forming before me (which happens quite frequently) It’s no less lovingly Fleeting moments that I never let pass by I ingrain your habits in my mind Although they rile me I turn my eyes blindly Because they make you smile (if only for a little while) Only visits...
We gloat in our tribes As though superior Judging the exterior (But this makes us inferior) It is curious to see So much animosity But we create this Not trying to placate this These gender-based woes Cloud our souls Searching for What? A fantasy of expectations Lessen the relations We perpetually seek...
Do you ever find it difficult to love other human beings? Not in a romantic sense, that would be a whole other subject matter to explore, more inclined for the therapists couch perhaps than my blog posts. I simply mean whether you encounter internal struggles to rationalise the actions of another individual, based on their...
The nights draw closer and the official end of British summertime approaches, which times perfectly with the arrival of the BFI’s 57th London Film Festival. This time of year never fails to excite me, particularly with a programme that ever widens with a delicious celluloid chocolate box to pick and choose from. I proclaim myself...
During a conversation, do you often find yourself waiting to talk? In your last exchange of words, did you really absorb the speaker(s) stories or were you too eager to regale your own news? We all have different styles of engaging with others, none of which are necessarily with any intention of doing any disservice,...
