Life offers a beautiful and sometimes miserable concoction of moments and events that there is a terrible beauty about it. The world has become small and yet so unrecognisable that people are fighting to live just one more day. Those that embrace death do so because their efforts have gone futile in understanding the workings of this universe. No one is able to hear them any more. Do we honour them just one last wee bit and forget the brutalities inflicted upon them or do we emerge stronger and voice our dissent collectively evermore now? Nations are going to war. The blacks and dalits are back to where they began their journey less than 70 years ago under two great visionaries, Martin Luther King, Jr and Dr. Babasaheb Ambedkar. The refugee crisis has heightened turmoil among classes. The rich versus poor dichotomy is emboldened like never before. Where do revolutionary ideas stand within this chaos that has infiltrated systems of justice and righteousness? Do we merely expres...
"Some of the sweetest things in life are through greatest struggling battles"