Thoughts of a minibus traveller

Minibus Minibus sound blaring .. 'if dem woman come fuh f.. odder man.. s..t.. f..k' and I ask the driver what happening, if he aint got nutting else to play. Driver said DJ is lawless and tries to fiddle with the keys while managing the road. But the Driver though seems powerless, can't change the DJ's 'lawlessness' , cussing up, and so on which in the minibus.. he can't find any alternative on his playlist. Chaitra Navratri leading up to Ramnavami and many Hindus are fasting, in mandirs. Mercury in retrogade and I trying to avoid all negativity and so on , but I putting up with the Driver fiddling to stop the DJ cussing  because I want to get home , and I trying to mumble to the Driver that he have power to stop the DJ cussing up women and so on and glad minibus driving fast on clear road so I could reach home and continue my day in my fuzzy bubble. Power Sixth night of Navratra and I am looking forward to singing Ramayana with the Cummings Lodge Mandir R

  "Is what dey had at .." the taxi man asked me.  Driver from reliable taxi service. Car is old. Man looks old, cap, copper bangle on his left hand. Car not too far left of the road as bright lights seem to blind the man and car seem to move left then right.   Driver talked as some do, he used to work in the printing industry.  I explained that it was a gathering, a British photographer doing something with old time photo processing plates and so. Taxi man said he would have liked to see that.   Truth was, I could not really explain what dey had because I do not know the technical language of photography. or Art. But I like going to things I know nothing about to push my boundaries. Uncomfortable white man The British photographer is white, a film maker doing photography.   Working collaboratively with a Black woman descended from Guyana. They share the same surname. Mal Woolford and Charlotte Woolford live in the same neighbourhood in the UK , their children had attended t

Wash out  "He stap write.. dem get wash out" the older man shouted , his normal tone of voice is loud and he might have a hearing problem.  Nice evening breeze in the hot dry season. We are waiting to go into a religious function - the host, the man and me. I can't say anything really about how we get wash out, respect for old people, and respect for the host who had said he hadn't seen any of my letters in the papers.  I look at the cigarette pack in the man's shirt pocket. The older man is an outlier, more physically active than me, and devout believer of Jagdeo and the PPP and Sanatan Dharma, cigarette smoke seems to preserve him. The warning against cigarettes and the gruesome image of diseased body parts facing outwards, not softened by the cloth.   Yep, replying could be dangerous to my health , as I might create negative energies and so on and we going into a religious function. The man's devotion to the PPP is sincere, the man doesn't seem to hav