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Random First Lines:I wrote this in a transition period after a harsh break up with my first boyfriend, someone I thought i would always be with because our... » Read
This poem appears after years of engagement with diaspora studies; those who live in the crossing borders of cultures. They are like children; not ideologised, normaised in cultural norms. They refuse any identity thinking in all terms. The lines indicate a nomadic and rhizomatic state of being.
Poetry | Updated Oct 3, 2013 | Reads: 29 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Iranwo Ewejobi
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie's Americanah (2013) is a novel merging three continents and countries: Africa,America and Europe. The novel is a story of love between Ifemelu and Obinze, who both cross the huddles that time, distance, race, religion and education placed before them. Adichie satirizes...
A short narrative of the prospect and challenges of South Africa in comparison to other economies. The debate is within the post colonial evolution of nations, looking at the future within a globalised framework. South Africa is a natural winner, and although there is generally a disfigured view...
â€œI just had a call from an old school friend. His old Ayahâ€™s son is a prison guard at Welikade. Apparently 35 Tamil political prisoners were killed by rioting inmatesâ€ he said. â€œThese were mostly political prisoners awaiting trialâ€.
Short Story | Updated Nov 6, 2012 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Armen Melikian
At turns heartbreaking and diabolically funny, Journey to Virginland is an avant-garde tour de force, delivered by a master storyteller.
The protagonist, a loutish and uber-cerebral antihero known simply as Dog, takes on the challenge to navigate the perilous paradigm shifts of our age,...
Iraqi security officers were very helpful, professional and respectful to all mourners. On Monday, at least 28 people were killed and 78 wounded in a wave of bomb attacks in central Iraq against mourners.
I Ajmal Mehdi condemns in the strongest terms by volunteering my time in Karbala for help...