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  i am ratifying a new constitution today. for too long the borders of this country have been porous. i have left too many refugees. set up permanent camps in the capital city of my heart. but this year we are not declaring war. war is exhausting, bad for the economy. instead issuing visas. randomness is allowed to visit but it must show a return ticket. empathy is granted diplomatic immunity. but remember it cannot bankrupt the treasury. i am declaring myself a sovereign state. the trade routes remain open. and i will export my gratefulness in bulk. but the import taxes on unsolicited guilt just went up by 200%. IN THIS ASSEMBLY, on the very first day of the new cycle, I do HEREBY ADOPT, ENACT AND GIVE TO MYSELF this constitution.                                                                         ...

  Yes! Absolutely you, me and us all live in an era obsessed with the intangible----WHaT?? We trade digital currrencies even often attend meetings in the metaverse. But in the middle of all this I find myself endlessly fascinated by a substance - "The Crude Oil" not because it powers our cars though I don't have a car but still!! but because it is the only asset that functions as a ' Geopolitical Ultimatum '.  You cannot synthesize it in a lab at least not without bankrupting yourself and unlike Bitcoin you cannot simply put it on a hard drive when you run out of space. Yes I'm not here for checking your white matter, just want to share something...just because I want it to be shared!! Let's begin with "Cushion"....my bad!, it's Cushing, Oklahoma, USA. To those of us who watch geopolitical chessboard, it is the " Pipeline Crossroads of the World ". As this small town holds about 90 million barrels of storage capacity and acting as t...

 (A Note on Confidentiality: To protect the privacy and dignity of the lady involved in this case - let's call her 'AMMA' - and the Field Officer - 'Officer K' who pulled off a miracle, all names in this narrative are fictitious. The only real name here is mine - TANU:) It started with a plastic sheet specifically a half-broken makeshift shelter on the roadside that my mamma had been eyeing for days. Inside lived an elderly woman.  My mother being the soul she is, started with food and gradually over warm meals the layers of Amma's story peeled back....It was a heartbreaking tragedy - a road accident, an inability to work, an eviction by a landlord who valued rent over humanity and finally the street! When mamma told me this...SomEthing clicKeD!  So, I decided to play detective. I contacted an organization working under the Ministry of Social Justice and Empowerment. And as usual I expected to be put on hold....but two days later....I got 'Officer K' on ...

  The mangroves of this coast, struggling for so many days, Sometimes tidal, at other times tsunami waves come, Hitting so hard that these halophytes won't stay! O' thy turtle, you're hoping to have a jellyfish, But it was the ghost net that fulfilled his wish. O' Almighty, that albatross, happy to feed her child, But it was microplastic that drove it wild. Shelford was right - excess in water, ready for algal bloom, Even in fire, O child, you'll face mantle plume. O' Social tourist, now tell me why are you here, In the land of Charvakas, where "give me" and "take it" thrive, Pardon me! Don't know where lies your desire. -Tanu ki Kalam se...

  You wanna stay - stay! stay! Wise! will I hunt you down to prey! Me, the moment in pause made by me! Every try to betray, Will catch you no matter where you flee! Size of this pen speaks a lot coz it has no voice, Every curve coming out of its tip, without its choice! Cap of this pen becomes an inhaler suited to its diameter but having no radius, Don't know now where to end coz the target is availed, Nothing, just to make you tedious!                                                                                                              - Tanu ki Kalam se...