Letters

From a large warehouse to a creative space, Malja Bahrain has had two years of creativity and collaboration.

While recent celebrations included an evening of all encompassing creativity, including b-boying, art and music, the key highlight of the evening was the launch of the The Collaboration Lab - CoLab Proect - for creative expression. The project prompts seasonal exhibitions, converging artists of different disciplines to translate each other’s work and collaborate under variable circumstances. The first edition of CoLab: Words are Blind, was curated by Fatima AlSaad and Weaam Seprinck and featured a dive into writer and visual artist collaboration. This was a blind collaboration that started with writers whose pieces were blindly shifted into the hands of a visual artist who created their own art based on the piece. The artists and writers got to meet each other for the first time at the anniversary celebrations and the result was exactly what the project aimed to achieve … Words are Blind. To know more about upcoming exhibitions and CoLab projects head to maljabahrain.com or join the conversation on Facebook: www.facebook.com/ maljabahrain Instagram: @ maljabahrain #maljabahrain #bahrainculture - Nidhi Iyer, by email

HOPE you are well. I just wanted to send GWeekly a quick note to thank you for the lovely review in Eating Out about the Flavours of Bollywood launch event. reporter Mai covered everything and in such detail as well. Priya Shankar, marketing & communications manager, Crowne Plaza Bahrain. IF YOU can keep your ball when all about you Are losing theirs, nor blame it on the Awali Bounce; If you can dream of a hole in one - and not make dreams your master; If you can bear the sand, the sand of bunkers Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the clubs you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools. If you can score a birdie and keep your virtue, Or talk of eagles - nor lose the common touch, If neither bogies nor blobs can hurt you, If all shots count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the  unforgiving minute With sixty seconds’ worth of Whackers’ fun, Yours is Awali and everything that’s in it, And, which is more … you’ll be a golfer, my son! By Rudyard Scarth, by email. 

Editor’s note: Not sure after reading last weekend’s result! Looked a bit ‘iffy’ to me.