Once upon a time, I made sure that doors did not close behind me. The future was exciting, but uncertain, and I wanted my support systems to stay intact. Today, I don’t turn back to look at the footprints I’ve left behind. Some are blown away by the winds. Some leave an impression on wet … Continue reading Letting Go
A tyrant ruled a village, hoarding food while the people starved. The villagers spoke in hushed tones, their words swallowed by fear. One elder, unimpressed by their inaction and silence, struck a great drum in the square. Its lamprophony thundered across the valley, summoning every villager to act. The tyrant fled, and his cronies surrendered. … Continue reading The Core of a Rebel
Thank you for the fascinating piece on the life of atoms, Jim! I will share how my thoughts on atoms and cells have shaped my understanding of healing and personal growth. The power of atoms, or of a single cell, amazed me when I read about the amoeba in Biology class. I loved the organism's … Continue reading Storehouses of Energy
We won’t talk about this. They did not sayjust indicated with dark indifferenceShe wondered about the change of stanceIt was something she always knewThey disliked her impudence, or maybefeared she might cross boundaries again-boundariesshe had never stayed within… Why did she come around? they thoughtwhen she knows her unacceptabilityWhy does she peep into their inadequaciesor … Continue reading Silence
The door of the trash chute shut with a shriek, but she could hear the thud of the previous year’s calendar made of thick, glossy paper falling on the ground. It was a year she preferred to erase from memory, but was sure that echoes from the past would disturb the fresh musical notes she … Continue reading Tides of joy, or ….
The whistle pierced the silence as the train slid into the deserted platform. No lamps glowed, no voices stirred—only shadows stretched across cracked tiles. From the carriages stepped passengers cloaked in mist, their eyes shimmering like distant stars. They were not of flesh but of memory, spirits of forgotten stories, inviting curiosity about their unseen … Continue reading Forgotten Stories
The map in my hand glows with certainty, its arrow unwavering; yet every path I choose threatens to disembark me. I walk anyway, trusting momentum over intuition. The wind translates my intentions into a poem, but scatters my signals like static. Still, something in the distance keeps calling—soft, patient, as if it knew I would … Continue reading Disembarked
Silhouetted against the deep grey sky, we turn into wispy shadows. Evenings on the beach are scary, as they make us aware of our smallness. The high tides will cover everything on the golden sands, leaving behind a residue of jellyfish and water snakes. We will walk cautiously again, waiting for the sunrise, and get … Continue reading The Fishermen Know
Someone pushed me from the deck,and the world tiltedair fled my lungs,the bridge behind me crumbled into dust,and the ship sailed onas if I had never stood upon it. In the hush beneath the surface,a force gathered itself from currents,slowly taking form.On the far bank, it rose a silhouette I knew before I sawIt is … Continue reading Back and Forth
The camera on my computer plays gamesI see myself bald in a cancer wardsitting on my chair dressed for workI ask my colleagues what they seeThey reply with a forlorn faceMaybe you should skip work and rest… A nurse appears who looks like meWith a luminous bandage for my soulThe device takes me to a … Continue reading Healing
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