When I was 7 or 8, I lived along Craig Sideline Dam at my grandparents’ farm house. I farmed my own little plot of cash crops to help buy my school books and I spent hours stooping in slushy mud, between pakchoy and lettuce banks, picking snails and weeds from among the healthy, thriving plants. This is something I haven’t very often shared about myself. … Continue reading Politics Will Not Decide Who I am
These days I don’t say a whole lot about politics in Guyana but that doesn’t mean that I have nothing to say. I’m just not ready to say it. I’m still here and I’m still engaging my country men and women and I’m still recording experiences and opinions. Since the Granger government swore in its ministers and appointed its senior officials there has been a … Continue reading The Senior Government Official Guyanese Women Dislike
“the abuse of entrusted power for private gain”. Corruption can be classified as grand, petty and political, depending on the amounts of money lost and the sector where it occurs. – Transparency International As a certain budding blazer politician – who I once had pay for my fabulous Oasis coffee in the most rude manner possible – will testify, I am very fond of social … Continue reading What is Corruption?
By S. Bharrat I dreamt that the day of revolution would come; that thousands would storm the city streets screaming for justice. – Mahadai Dass The day for revolution has come and gone and I hear your cry echo the wind that carries nothing but my brother’s silence: mouth sealed shut by his own mud and water. One counterfeit general – his wings … Continue reading On the Twelfth Day
Earlier, the sky was a clear kind of blue that floods the soul with happy, happy feelings. Now, the rain clouds have descended upon Craig Old Road. It isn’t a storm but it isn’t quite the sort of early evening calm that usually greets us at this time of day. Nani sits in her usual spot on the couch, the neighbours are quarreling about the … Continue reading An Independence Conversation with Nani