Apr 20, 2005
Uprooted & yet, waiting to blossom
So India lost an oneday cricket series to Pakistan. How terrible na..
What could be worse? How about when you dont have a country to cheer?
Of course in our case, at the moment, it would be, no team to curse:)
I read My Kind of Exile by Tenzin Tsundue, which won the Outlook Picador Contest in 2001. Perhaps you had read it then, but then guess its better late than never for me.
If you havent read do read it. Or should Tenzin Tsundue bomb or kidnap innocents, to get attention?
The bud was about to blossom, to its glory
But just before it could spread the petals and enjoy the spring
It had to be uprooted .
And so the bud, still waits,
to blossom, in a land of its own.
Click on the link to read the essay Now
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