It’s been a while since I blogged, lots and lots have happened. I’m not sure what I’m going to write about, but the main thing that has happened during lockdown for me, is moving out of London again. Now, there’s a whole story about that and what has happened in my personal life. More than … Continue reading Back in White Britain
Like most people in the world, I've been stuck in my home for most of the day. It's alright to be honest. I'm occasionally late to work, I'm cooking similar meals, talking to long lost friends and reading a lot more. I've been taking my camera with me when I go on the same walk … Continue reading Lock Down
The Gujju Song
I spent far too long looking up the lyrics to this iconic song from Kal Ho Naa Ho. Here are the lyrics: 1,2,3What a communityShah, Patel, MethaHave the best jewellery But who are we?Yes, who are we? kon chiapra (sp?) GUJJU GUJJU G - GanthiyaU - UndhiyuJ - jagwaJ- JamnagarUUUUUUuuuuu GUJJU rub butts GUJJU GUJJU … Continue reading The Gujju Song
My trip to Malawi, was based off my plan to go back to Umhlanga, where I grew up. I had grown tired that of having birthdays in the cold miserable weather of the UK. My childhood birthdays (4-13) had the minimum of one of the following: an ice-cream cake, a pool party or some form … Continue reading Homecoming
Next time we speak, I want to hear about your DREAMS!
When you find yourself a Richard Osho, hold on to them as tight as you can, because there is no greater feeling when you find someone who loves you for nothing other than yourself. Here's some context. Rich and I were catching up over the phone and then Rich decided that he wanted to give … Continue reading Next time we speak, I want to hear about your DREAMS!
The steps are steep, There's mean feat. They're easy to climb, as your body doesn't seem to mind. At the top we see all this potential. Sometimes we're concerned about the credentials. We all hesitate. Not to make a mistake. It's our fear, that puts us in gear. Makes us stall, Just before the fall. … Continue reading Plunge
The Last Sun
A short story that I wrote at work last week during my lunch The sun crept over the horizon. The sea glistening. The water just a sparkling golden sheen, The waves roll in and crash into the rocks, as though they are completing an act of violent vengeance. The sound only disturbed by the chirping … Continue reading The Last Sun
My Love of Rugby
The rugby world cup is on and apart from the glorious memes that have been brought by the chaos of the French team, the typhoon and the of course the various online communities that I am participate in have all reminded me why I love this game. Now I always claim that cricket is my … Continue reading My Love of Rugby
I’ve always been a dreamerYou would describe me as ridiculousAnd I would scoff at your tone as preposterousAll the fun and games, nothing wrong with our demeanour The world is your oysterThat is what I was toldMore a tale for the oldAs far as I can tell, there’s not even a pot to stir I … Continue reading Grasping Air
My day at New Hall After being made redundant and spending so many years in the UK and to be honest, a bit lost, I decided to call my school and see if there was an opportunity to go work there and if not, could I just visit it. Turns out there was a role … Continue reading Returning Home