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Home Actress Lisa Ray Instagram Photos and Posts – May 2021 Part 1 Lisa Ray Instagram - 512 of 850 oxygen concentrators have been allocated to the hospitals mentioned in this post by @missionoxygenindia More updates tomorrow. Please consider donating during this crucial moment of crisis in our India to @missionoxygenindia @give_india @hemkunt_foundation @khalsaaid_india and any other grassroots fund raisers that are accountable and speak to you 💜 via @devsanyal . Artwork @titbits_of_art #unitedindia

Lisa Ray Instagram – 512 of 850 oxygen concentrators have been allocated to the hospitals mentioned in this post by @missionoxygenindia More updates tomorrow. Please consider donating during this crucial moment of crisis in our India to @missionoxygenindia @give_india @hemkunt_foundation @khalsaaid_india and any other grassroots fund raisers that are accountable and speak to you 💜 via @devsanyal . Artwork @titbits_of_art #unitedindia

Lisa Ray Instagram - 512 of 850 oxygen concentrators have been allocated to the hospitals mentioned in this post by @missionoxygenindia More updates tomorrow. Please consider donating during this crucial moment of crisis in our India to @missionoxygenindia @give_india @hemkunt_foundation @khalsaaid_india and any other grassroots fund raisers that are accountable and speak to you 💜 via @devsanyal . Artwork @titbits_of_art #unitedindia

Lisa Ray Instagram – 512 of 850 oxygen concentrators have been allocated to the hospitals mentioned in this post by @missionoxygenindia
More updates tomorrow. Please consider donating during this crucial moment of crisis in our India to @missionoxygenindia @give_india @hemkunt_foundation @khalsaaid_india and any other grassroots fund raisers that are accountable and speak to you 💜 via @devsanyal
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Artwork @titbits_of_art
#unitedindia | Posted on 07/May/2021 19:26:48

Lisa Ray Instagram – This. Please read and take its message to your heart ❤️ this is not my story, but shared by my friend @amutedstory and as such, brings a poignantly personal, human element to the tragedy unfolding in India on our screens for those of us who are not in India right now 🙏🏼 Posted @withregram • @amutedstory Eight years ago, while I was still living in Paris, I caught infectious mononucleosis. Those who have had experience with the dreaded virus will attest to how much and how long-lasting the fatigue is. In my case, the early throat and gland symptoms lasted for close to two months, but the lack of energy and tiredness stayed with me for a whole 6 months. . At the time I had a full-time job and no partner, which meant that I lived alone and cooked all my meals myself. Anyone who has grown up in an Indian family setup is of course not used to being sick alone, and I predictably struggled with getting my energy back. As all Indian mothers do, mine went into overdrive worrying, and frantically called up friends to see if there was anyone who could check in on me (all except one of my non-Indian friends refused to visit, for fear of catching it themselves). . One day the doorbell rang and a petite young girl with twinkling eyes stood at my door with a box full of khichdi made in ghee. She held it out to me, introduced herself as a relation of a family friend, chatted with me a bit and left. It was a small gesture, but I had been feeling so alone that I cried with gratitude at her kindness after she left. We kept in touch sporadically but then she moved back to India to start a family and we drifted apart. . Today I learned that the same girl passed away after giving birth to her second child due to Covid-related complications. There is no measure to my sorrow at the moment, but I hope wherever she is, she finds peace. To all on social media who are reaching out and helping each other, remember that even the smallest of gestures can go a long way. Be that memory for someone. The kindness of friends is one thing, but of strangers is something else. . #covidindia #rip #kindnessmatters
Lisa Ray Instagram – Look at me says the world with a harlequin grin. A man is carrying his shards on tv for the giant maws that open wider while someone changes the batteries of the remote. On another screen Mara resurrects in calligraphic roars a primal cauldron of savagery and pelting chants, as a river of tongues- all pink, plum and un-iridescent hued- bay for the Dream House. We watch the covenant collapsing under its awnings like cardboard dreams in the thousands. And here, another bonfire of grief cheap plastic sandals falling away in rhythm as he walks, bearing the bodies on thin brown ankles while the keywords of the nation are laid like elephant bones across the burning sky. Ducking, dodging, mourning, adapting whatever comes next- What’s after ‘safe distancing’? And how to hear the careless whispers of our palms when the kindness of monsters has reached the other shore when there’s just not enough oars. ~ You think you know this world Asks the crow Who appears quietly As paint drying And speaks like an ancestor. You watch the fibre of your fate Disappear down his throat Nibble by nibble He will not be overlooked. Gulps And then what does he say? Stop projecting Unhappy endings When wild jasmine blooms On battlefields And the songs we need smoulder in ditches of mustard gases There are ancient forests in your eyes That have seen more Much more You call this an ending Only if you are looking for one When the smoke is stored in shadows and memory cabinets You will cry like me at the frayed edge of every morning For there is no safety from beginnings The trick, he offers as he swallows The last branch of my lifeline Is not to see it as betrayal But an eviction From the mad tyrant’s court And a return to the wetlands of pilgrim hope and stubborn human hearts – Lisaraniray @protestpoet Image @barbarichphoto

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