Doors and windows

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“Size does not make you superior”, sneered the window. “You give a very limited view. I give people an opportunity to walk in and out and discover things for themselves.” The door retorted. “Only if the property owner allows.” “Both of us are controlled.” “Then why are we arguing? We extend vision, and are indispensable.” … Continue reading Doors and windows

Educated, but dependent

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“Don’t trouble your pretty head about money …. I’m there to manage life for you”, is an oft-repeated remark Aurelia hears from her wonderful husband and is grateful for it. She is a chartered accountant who audits financial transactions of large corporations, but finds this domestic arrangement cosy. “I’ve been thrown out of the house, … Continue reading Educated, but dependent

Behind the windows

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I dream of a house with red brick walls with several windows, and a story behind each window. Who are these people calling out to me? And why me? I offer them a ladder to step out, but they are unable to see beyond the wall. Weeks later, I walk into an art exhibition with … Continue reading Behind the windows

Soul bath

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sunrise walksdraped in knitted warmthabundancedefined bya glimpse of sunrays in greycelebrate soul-bath 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge

Let it not be the last time

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This picture reminded me of a disaster in North India, where 41 workers were trapped in a tunnel that caved in. It took a village of tunnelling experts and 17 days to rescue all of them. Find details here. Let it not be the last timeyou walk inside tunnelsand hold a beacon your entry starts … Continue reading Let it not be the last time