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We migrants of colour

Speak up, migrants of colour

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Beethoven’s Big Day

May 7, 1824. Beethoven wakes up, always at the same time. His head is heavy. It feels like red wine from yesterday evening is still swirling about inside him. He struggles out of bed, opens the window and looks out. Yes, the bells are swinging back and forth, yes, he cannot hear them. He remembers […]

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Confronting violence

I walked along a footpath on the side of a suburban road in the heart of Colombo. I glanced at my watch and looked up at the sky, splashed with vivid red, orange and yellow, the colours of sunset. At six-thirty, night had begun to elbow out dusk. It wouldn’t take long to complete the […]

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