India, Aug. 29 -- One word that has been weighing heavily on my mind for a while now is oppression. It is there to feel everywhere: in open spaces - like gnats; in private territories-like mildew; and in the inner core of every human being-like a mist that refuses to lift.
I am thinking of oppression again today, when a military strike on a hospital in Gaza wreaked another round of deathly mayhem. Power has always been a thing of dread and bewilderment; a force that can both shape worlds and crush spirits, depending on who wields it and how. No matter how credible a tool power can be to build societies and civilisations, what we have seen - and often remember from history - is how it has been misused, twisted, and hoarded. The face of powe...