I dreamt today that the Maoists went back to war. I dreamt that my parents also joined Maoists in their new arm struggle. (Both of my parents, in their own ways and for their own reasons are actually not supporters of the Maoists or any extremist party.) In the dream, I was thinking (or maybe I was subconsciously thinking myself) that I will be safe because I will go to college soon, but my brother needs to stay here. And then I was thinking of ways I would protect him. The dream made me think about two things. (more…)
October 19, 2007
October 15, 2007
Later
I started writing about two things- the Maoists, and Poetry. My post about poetry is still in the making (it’s hard to write well after not having written for nearly a month) and I didn’t want to write about the Maoists. Or think about them.
I think that bluntly expresses my feelings about those things, especially about the Maoists. Later.
