And Today

Then suddenly.....
a series of images flashed across my mind's eye.


They looked like this.

Latent

Sometimes, my reflections don't necessarily fall onto paper as words. They can emerge as bars of a rhyme, sometimes even drawings.

Somewhere amongst my entangled thoughts or as a result of them, this was born.

Why is a raven like a writing desk?

I don't know why but Reverend Charles Lutwidge Dodgson has a nice ring to it. I Don't know if anyone is familiar with the name. I'm sure everyone knows him as Lewis Carroll. He wrote one of the most endearing characters in Alice In Wonderland. He gave birth to the Hatter. For some reason I have a strange fascination with him, the Mad Hatter that is. Maybe its his manic appeal, or his quick-witted replies to Alice during the Mad Tea Party. "If you knew Time as well as I do, you wouldn't talk about waisting it.Its him." How the Hatter has crept into modern film, drama and music, is rather interesting. I like how the Hatter's image has evolved over the years. Here are a few pictures that depict the various interpretations of the Mad Hatter.


Have you guessed the riddle yet?

....Perhaps Poe wrote on both.

Callous

Sometimes, I wish I could sever all ties with the heart.
Cut of all nerves to the brain.
Slash the umbilical cord which gave me strength.
Regrow a new layer of skin.
Freeze all emotion from coming through.
Sometimes, I wish I was you.

Dead Eyes See No Future

A poor woman commits suicide, along with her two children by standing in front of a train. A man kills his own sister over a domestic dispute. A man overwhelmed by the high prices in his country, sets himself on fire. A young girl dies at a wedding, because firing guns is a sign of celebration. All of this in another town, in another village, in another country, somewhere across the globe.

Have a look at the headlines in a country different from your own.