San is an urban commune, town and capital of the Cercle of San in the Ségou Region of Mali. The town lies 10 km south of the Bani River. In the 2009 census the commune had a population of 68,078.
San is the center of bògòlanfini production, a traditional Malian fabric.
San is twinned with:
Coordinates: 17°N 4°W / 17°N 4°W / 17; -4
Mali (i/ˈmɑːli/; French: [maˈli]), officially the Republic of Mali (French: République du Mali), is a landlocked country in West Africa. Mali is the eighth-largest country in Africa, with an area of just over 1,240,000 square kilometres (480,000 sq mi). The population of Mali is 14.5 million. Its capital is Bamako. Mali consists of eight regions and its borders on the north reach deep into the middle of the Sahara Desert, while the country's southern part, where the majority of inhabitants live, features the Niger and Senegal rivers. The country's economy centers on agriculture and fishing. Some of Mali's prominent natural resources include gold, being the third largest producer of gold in the African continent, and salt. About half the population lives below the international poverty line of $1.25 (U.S.) a day. A majority of the population (55%) are non-denominational Muslims.
Present-day Mali was once part of three West African empires that controlled trans-Saharan trade: the Ghana Empire, the Mali Empire (for which Mali is named), and the Songhai Empire. During its golden age, there was a flourishing of mathematics, astronomy, literature, and art. At its peak in 1300, the Mali Empire covered an area about twice the size of modern-day France and stretched to the west coast of Africa. In the late 19th century, during the Scramble for Africa, France seized control of Mali, making it a part of French Sudan. French Sudan (then known as the Sudanese Republic) joined with Senegal in 1959, achieving independence in 1960 as the Mali Federation. Shortly thereafter, following Senegal's withdrawal from the federation, the Sudanese Republic declared itself the independent Republic of Mali. After a long period of one-party rule, a coup in 1991 led to the writing of a new constitution and the establishment of Mali as a democratic, multi-party state.
Malič (Serbian Cyrillic: Малич) is a mountain in western Serbia, near the town of Ivanjica. Its highest peak has an elevation of 1,110 meters above sea level.
T. R. Mahalingam, better known by his pen-name Mali, was an illustrator and cartoonist from Tamil Nadu, India, in the pre-independence era. He was the Tamil Press's first caricaturists, according to Chennai historian S. Muthiah in The Hindu. Muthiah has written elsewhere that Mali did as much with his strokes for Vikatan as its celebrated editor Kalki Krishnamurthy did with his words.
Mali published his drawings in the Indian Express in the 1930s, and first made his name at the Free Press Journal 'before being immortalised in the pages of Ananda Vikatan, the first popular Tamil periodical'. He also did cartoons for the Vikatan group's English-language Merry Magazine, where he became the editor in 1935. He is said to have left the editorial nitty-gritty to his assistant editor, while continuing to illustrate such humorous serials as 'Private Joyful in Madras' (The magazine shut down in c. 1935 or 1936).
While it was the writer and poet Subramanya Bharathi who first introduced cartoons to Tamil journalism, it was Ananda Vikatan that made them truly popular. As cartoonist and senior artist at Ananda Vikatan, Mali was thus a key influence on a second generation of cartoonists. Gopulu and Silpi were illustrators he mentored at Vikatan.
Listen up and take a minute I need to tell you why
I do the things the way I do and weeks are flying by
I'm trying to fill a void in my life these days
By filling it with work and work
And accomplishments and praise
Anything that keeps me busy anything that keeps me up
Cause if I start to let it out I think I'm never gonna stop
Afraid I'm never gonna stop
Listen up and take a minute wherever you are
I've been mourning you with the bottle and with my guitar
For this song I sat myself down to put in words
What's underneath and what's unsaid
How much this whole thing hurts
How much this whole thing hurts
Listen up just take a minute I need to tell you why
I do the things the way I do so months are flying by
Since you're gone it isn't always easy all I do is run
But the hardest part the hardest part
Was growing up your son