Some people are like the wind and sky, meant to stay as long as life graces this body that we’ve made home. Some people are like seasons, meant to offer moments of comfort or lessons when we most need them, before fading into the memories which flash before our eyes as we bid this world farewell. Every now and then we fail to tell the … Continue reading The Art of Goodbye
Over the years, several high-level leaders have asked me what I want. I have never offered a clear or even appropriate answer. It is not because I didn’t know. I just thought they wouldn’t care. The answer is simple – I want our political leaders to find ways of dealing with their distrust, suspicion, and fear towards each other; I want them to be honest with the citizens who vote for them; and I want them to work towards a more inclusive system of governance that truly benefits the people. Continue reading On Guyana’s 55th Independence Anniversary – Will trust ever be possible for us?
This is the first article in a five (5) part series – Parliament: It’s not about Politics, it’s about People. The series was inspired by a string of occurrences during the 74th to 82nd sittings of the Eleventh Parliament of the Cooperative Republic of Guyana. It offers brief commentary and analysis in simple language to anyone interested in learning, and thinking more deeply about the … Continue reading Parliament: It’s not about Politics, it’s about People
Dear Dave, Over the last weeks, I have been going into selected communities to help implement a project for the Guyana National Youth Council. I have never been so inspired in my life. I have gone from street to street meeting honest Guyanese who are passionate about building this nation. In Region 5, I met a local government official who said that they understand that … Continue reading For Dave Martins – 100 Reasons to Hope: Reason #3
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