Nestled in my own heart!
In the Forest of the Night
by ks
2d ago
 Listen to your own heart. It is such a romantic poet's dream turn true. The weather is blowing, in front of me. Howling and raining as hard as it can, probably as hard as it can get. It looks beautiful. As I write, the intensity of rain is sometimes increasing and often getting high. Drama unfolds when a hostelmate whisks me outside, a rare occasion when someone convinced me against myself. Usually, I am outside on my own. But this rain is something else, a grand recreation of the magic of nature. Grand, the intensity, the never ending qualls, the everything, overflowing drains, stalled ..read more
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The Knives Are Out in our Overburdened Planet
In the Forest of the Night
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1M ago
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When the Forest Rights Act really delivers
In the Forest of the Night
by ks
1M ago
When centuries of discontent weighs like a heavy bondage over the hills and valleys of our nation, the question of reverting to the ancient way of collective ownership of land appears to be a concept as alien as individual ownership was when the British slapped the idea of individual control over control over large parts of the country. A hundred and sixty years of maltreatment is what a small group of citizens are fighting against, and it has not been an easy fight. Not easy for most adivasis are not really equipped to understand this new law, till date, they have still not understood the old ..read more
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What If We All Become Adivasis
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by ks
1M ago
Why do you call us poor. Why do we call us deprived. Why do you laugh at our clothes. Why do you ogle at our girls. Why do you call us lazy and drunkards. Why do you send the forces here. Do we go to your Delhi and dig a hole at India Gate. Why does our constitution and our courts not protect us. Why is it always us who have to give up our lands for the greater good. Why? A few kings asked me. Kings for they are, king of all that they survey. For hundred and hundreds of years. Pushed into corners in obscure cities, far from homes, as endless projects encroaches into our the lands of our gods a ..read more
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Writing has no virtue left
In the Forest of the Night
by ks
1M ago
there is no writing left  Genocide, deaths, murder, rape, destitution, poverty, scams, the world at large. And to top it all, the children of not just Gaza but also of those elsewhere.  And on top, this ecological genocide. We are fucked and writing now seems futile. No more writing is perhaps good for health ..read more
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IT IS UNRAVELLING FAST - OUR WORLD
In the Forest of the Night
by ks
2M ago
From markets, to food to wildfires to storms to floods and emission. We are on the other side of the peak ..read more
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Unresolved issues of the second world war will bite us and bite us bad now
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The confusions that we create for ourselves is symptomatic of our general state of MINDS
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The difference is growing, between everybody.
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