In an attempt to broaden my blogging horizons, I decided to pick up Remarque’s ‘All Quiet on the Western Front’. Whilst not a classical non-fiction account, the book has a transfixing insight into what it means to be a soldier- both German and French - during WWI. It begins

The title of this week’s edition is inspired by three things. Firstly, I am late for my deadline (again, poor Rafi). Secondly, I read a book about this and my lazy attitude - mixed with a lot of time spent doing chores for everyone in my family barring myself

Si vis pacem, para bellum. If you want peace, prepare for war. – Winston, John Wick Chapter 3 Although I appear as a cultural aficionada, I cannot claim to be a movie guy. In fact, as much as it pains me to admit, I had not watched the movie ‘Dunkirk’ until

If thou regret’st thy Youth, why live? The land of honourable Death Is here:—up to the Field, and give Away thy breath! Seek out—less often sought than found— A Soldier’s Grave, for thee the best; Then look around, and choose thy Ground, And take thy rest.

When thinking of a topic to write about this week, I found myself struggling between a few options. In my despair, deciding about what I would focus my prosaic ramblings, I found myself relegated to the shower to think. We all love to ponder in the shower, or so I’

Oh the Gutenberg Press, how beautiful art thou, majestic and grand. The demon-child of the guillotine and an uncomfortable massage table, thou art.  - A poet This hallowed World Wide Web, where Break so beautifully weaves its musings, is not the first of its kind. Nay, once upon a time,