En lo alto de las montañas sobre las llanuras, donde los británicos hicieron su capital veraniega escapando del calor de Delhi: Shimla. Invoca un tiempo de realeza, poder y estructura de clases que se derrumbaría con independencia en 1947. Sin embargo, queda algo de...
High up in the mountains above the plains, where the British made their summer capital escaping the heat of Delhi – Shimla. It invokes a time of royalty, power and class-structure that was to come crumbling down with independence in 1947. Yet some of the grace of a...
El tiempo pasa pero la emoción es cruda y presente. Mientras viajo y hablo con los que están frente a mí, especialmente los hombres, hay un mensaje que debe compartirse entre nosotros. Creo que se trata de despertar de nuestro sueño y darnos cuenta de nuestro legado....
Time passes but the emotion is raw and present. As I travel and talk to those in front of me, especially the men, there is a message there that needs to be shared between us. I think it is about awakening from our slumber and realizing our legacy. It is about...
Weeks have gone past since the moment I wrote this poem and presented it to our students as we culminated two years of study together. It was a labor of love and I hoped that each word was carefully crafted to tell the story that was inside of me. It is a concept...
