“How can I not be happy all day, I’m from the streets of Africa” – Burna Boy, Streets of Africa Listening to this song while trimming my hair and it struck me, I have been cutting my own hair since the age of 18. But what really struck me was …
My Op-Ed.
So here I am again, it’s 3 am in the morning and my thoughts seem to coagulate at this hour and somehow wake me out of my sleep. As the title of this blog claims, I am always searching for good light. A reference to my love for photography intertwined …
Back steps
Image by Yannis Papanastasopoulos from Unsplash I’m in a mood tonight so I wrote this… I really miss my back steps right now. Undoubtedly the most peaceful place in my childhood home for me. There was nothing particularly special about the steps. Typical concrete steps, Trinidadian in flavor but unpainted. …
We call it Mas…
Rabs Immortelle was the name of the little Mas band from Belmont that my friends and I as young fellows would meet for what we in Trinidad call a last lap. After gallivanting through out Port of Spain on Carnival Tuesday we would make it our business to seek out …
Parang – Also the music of Trinidad & Tobago
I wrote many years ago in one of my spoken word pieces that my accent is like a potpourri of exercises in colonization left unfinished forever branded on the cusp of my tongue. An offspring of this little island called Trinidad where our culture is indeed a potpourri of cultures, …
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Ten Speed
I remembered a time when I would jump on my ten speed bike and ride through Belmont. My grandmother bought me one here in the US and I took it back home to Trinidad. I vaguely remember my father having to wait for what seemed like an eternity to have …
This blogging thing…
I fancy myself the pretty okay writer when I do choose to write. So, in the process of trying to build a business in today’s market I decided many years ago to venture into the landscape of blogging. Why? Well from all the reading that I have done it seems …
Do what you love and do it often…
There was a time I would write almost everyday about almost anything. I slept with a notebook at my bedside for those moments in the wee hours of the morning when inspiration hits. A line or two would wake me up and I soon understood that not writing it down …
Subtlety – A Portrait Series
Our habits
So I was sitting here watching a Netflix movie called the Land of Steady Habits and I thought maybe it was oddly coincidental that I was rifling through and found this old piece of writing from a time when I used to pen my musings. As such it struck me …
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