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 "You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water"  Here are the beautiful words written by Rabindranath Tagore, painter, poet, composer, playwright, philosopher and social reformer. I read them in the preface written by Albert Chaitram Persaud, Founder CAREIF for the report "Improving the Mental Health of South Asian Populations in the United Kingdom" written by Gnanapragasam S.N. and Menon K.V. (2021) on behalf of CAREIF and Ethnic Inclusion Foundation. One of the key recommendations in the report is to ''provide a culturally competent workforce with appropriate cultural competency training so that care provided appreciates cultural (religious/spiritual/faith), historical and gendered influences of South Asians''. While further training is always welcomed, it should not stop organisations to jump right in engaging with communities from various ethnicities, cultures and backgrounds. As humans, we have the innate ability to cr

My dream is to have a greenplace. A building where can enjoy food, performing and visual arts, an office where dreams become reality and a flat for the dreamers to fall asleep and start bringing them all to reality. There is a garden, a workshop to make gifts and a shop for people to take gifts.  In this place, we write on the daily basis our hopes and dreams. We will draw Plans and implement them. We will look at all we've created in awe and thank God for that we accomplished. I will one day take my last breath and be ever so grateful for all the people I met along the way including you, my dear children, the most wonderful gifts the world gave me to experience. Some may wonder where this dream started. I was young yet I had a clear vision in my head about what it would look like. The place to eat is at the bottom and has earthy, red, yellow tone. There is a large bar standing in the middle. The walls have beautiful paintings and as you walk through the place. there is a room at t

What a pleasure to be shaken by the poetry of a person. Virginie Despentes poetry is raw, harsh, vulgar and abrasive. I discovered that we can write and speak like that, still, be whole - a whole woman that is loved and revered - or in the patriarchal world, a target to stamp on fingers, tongue or vision because it is not (a) lady-like-(we want in this world) - pure injustice. About King Kong Theory  on Wikipedia Language... Upbringing in different social classes and education give different opportunities for exploration in the depth and breadth of language.  When first arriving in the UK, I could not speak English fluently and worked with other foreigners in large warehouses full of computers and/or clothes: picking, packing and controlling stocks over day/night shifts. My uniform, a yellow vest, t-shirt, jeans and work boots. I even drove a PPT moving pallet across the shop floor. After a year, working in this environment, I succeeded an English test to start university. In this firs

Genevieve was a fierce driver. Born on a farm in 1910s, she first ran a cart with a donkey across her village to pick and drop children. She learned then to drive at age 15. We could find her running the little and big roads night and days with friends or first lovers. She eventually married a man who loved cars as much as she did. After WWII, the birth of three children and better prospects, she got herself a dream car: a cabriolet for her own usage. She would put suitcases and children in the car and drive to the seaside for the summer holidays. She loved the speed, her gloves on the steering wheel, her glasses smiling at the sun, the music in the stereo, the wind in her hair and the laughter of her children excited by the adventure.  She shared her love for cars with her children. She would take her sons to the car shop to admire the beautiful cars. Every Monday, she and her first son were off work. They would go together to visit the car shop and admire the most luxurious cars. Her

''A great short read and I thank already the person who made me read it''   Released in 2016, the book is a very short adaptation of  the  TED talk by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie  of the same name. She talks of her experience of sexism growing up in Nigeria and how it has affected her life. It discusses why we still need feminism and why each and every person should be a feminist. My cousin, french-born, of Ivory Coast origin, black educated young woman handed the 50-page long book along with another stack of books about feminism and declared: ''this small book is a great introduction to feminism''. She was surprised that I have not read any of those after sharing my thoughts around gender, race and class. I tend to use the lens of convivialism as opposed to feminism in my philosophical exchange.  I remember discussing with a researcher an academic position I was seeking and the lecturer made it clear that they were looking for someone who is a feminist and