Brutal honesty will more often than not set you on a path that is opposing to one taken by others. On this road, you will battle anonymous adversaries, and trolls that will fight you until their last breath, ready to martyr themselves for a notion they think to be right. It could be for a subject as complex as the ‘functionality of the Prime Minister of India’ or as whimsical as ‘Should I enrol in magic school at 30.’ Heavy thoughts for a Monday morning, right? Thoughts like these have been flitting around my little brain for a few days now, especially after a conversation with a senior citizen that…
“We’re all going on a summer holiday No more working for a week or two. Fun and laughter on our summer holiday, No more worries for me or you, For a week or two….” This delightful number sung by Cliff Richard, written by Brian Bennett / Bruce Welch, from the 1948 movie Summer Holiday, is the perfect description of my life at this moment. For as you read this post, I am walking in the lush landscape of Munnar after having traipsed through the lanes of Fort Kochi and will probably head to Thiruvananthapuram or Kanyakumari as the week comes to an end.