What separates us now is a hazy veilignorance, misunderstanding or a vile gamewe don't see eye-to-eye, distrust prevailsvision is not lost, but it's not the same ignorance, misunderstanding or a vile gamethe knife in my back hurts, it's intense painvision is not lost, but it's not the sameI've learnt my lessons, so no tears reign … Continue reading Veil
Let it go wherever it wants to goThose who believe see roses in the snow You never know what joys are trapped under iceYou need to dig life to find all things nice Discover warmth underneath, when it’s coldI’s like to die without growing old You’re not down because of cold weather bluesIt’s negativity that … Continue reading Optimism
“I always call a spade a spade, take it or leave it”, hisses my firebrand sister and leaves the room. To each her own. She has changed three jobs in the last two years and been in and out of relationships ever since her teens. I must confess she is often right on logical and … Continue reading Tact
I am sixty three years old, and have never been lucky enough to meet the right woman and to get married so I have no children. As far as I know it would be nice to be remembered, after my death, but it is not necessary. I understand that people speak metaphorically of people who are not related, as if they are. I do not like that practice though. As far as I am concerned, if people are not related physically or legally, they are not related. Among other things it is so unforgivably corny. I have very traditional square ideas about family life. The prompt asks about how my thoughts and being multiply in the universe. Over the years I have influence others, and they have influenced me. I am not famous so my imprint has not gone especially far. Each of the people with whom I have significantly…
Its presence feels almost treacherous - overarching the turbulence within me, but inert. I assume it is afraid of my immeasurable depth. Who wants to get lost and lie at the bottom of the ocean, waiting to be excavated by a diver or submarine? I fear its density and compactness, its capacity to hold secrets … Continue reading Lost truths
Person B: Biological, spiritual, emotional, or legal
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Person A: How many children do you have?
I have two children, born six years apart. My daughter is 48 and has five children, and my son is 42 and has one child.
Person B: Biological, spiritual, emotional, or legal
That’s a thoughtful take on children. I’m not sure how to answer that, except write about my own involvement with children. Children are our future. All we can do is pass on some knowledge from our own experiences and hope that they can survive whatever is to come in these uncertain and technology-driven times.
I was raised Catholic and I tried to pass Catholic values on to my children. To ground them in moral values of right and wrong. I can honestly say that they have…
A popular film director Ismail Merchant gave his reasons for getting married on a talk show. “When people visit your house, they ask how many children you have. They don’t ask how much money you have earned?” Unfortunately, he died of a cardiac problem before he could get married. dreams unfulfilledchildren unbornso good, so badonly … Continue reading Immortality
The points made by Jim Adams in his informative piece on inflation are well appreciated. He says that lack of competition spurs companies to increase prices. Needless to say, it makes life difficult for the average citizen in any country. The US economy is under global watch, as it has a cascading impact on other … Continue reading Inflation in India
It’s torturous to see my little onegrow up, mingle with crowdswith no distinguishing feature-one whose birth felt momentousMy gift to the world looks like othersbereft of luster Weekend Writing Prompt