Happy to be home. New season, new rhythm. In the past four weeks, there’s been a lot of doing, a lot of attending, to both functions, and oft-repeated questions. I haven’t had the time to become nostalgic about the places I left behind, but photos remind me of the colour, sights, scents, flavours – andContinue reading “Coming home”
At festivals like these, I take only 15 pounds with me. No more, no less. Otherwise, it gets dangerous.
Well, believe me, I am speaking broad-mindedly I am glad to know my mother country I’ve been to traveling to countries years ago But this’ the place I wanted to know The hype of the Olympics over, I look forward to London and the spaces around it calming down. Just in time for my lastContinue reading “Keep Calm”
“Where are you going?” “To Pinsk” “You are going to Pinsk in order to make me believe you are going to Minsk. But I know you are going to Pinsk. So whom are you trying to fool?”
People from the college and university who have never been are always curious about Cowley. Besides spending a big portion of my time in East Oxford, another huge chunk of my time is spent at the Sociology department Not before cycling through some very pretty lanes. And then finding a place to put the feetContinue reading “Mid-term”