Spirit of Afrika

I love scary movies-not the slash and burn type-more of the spooky sort. I recall watching one such movie ages ago, late at night (when else?), alone (because no-one else fancied being scared shitless) and almost dislocated my back from frequent sliding off sofa and chucking my poporn bucket in the process. The Poltergeist. Something…

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War Torn Children

These three youngsters with their beaming open-faced smiles could likely be anywhere in the world. They could be found scampering around in the leafy spaces of city parks. They could be found joshing around on the manicured lawns of suburban houses. They could be playing games on hot pavements, oblivious to the hustle and bustle…

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The Other Lawrence of Arabia

With requisite bush hat pulled low over my eyes to shield my face from the glaring sunlight, my trigger finger poised over the button, I scan the crowd of industrious workers bustling around me. My trained eye constantly focusing and shifting, looking for the right combination. I see it, seize the moment, and shoot. The…

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Mind-bending trip to the gallery!

I must confess that, in spite of my love for visiting bookshops, especially when I am in London, I am contributing to their demise. I'll enjoy the experience of browsing but more often than not, it'll end up being a snooping mission as I guiltily slide out my phone and take a snapshot of a…

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