Welcome to autumn evenings, mulled wine and creative thoughts racing through the mind! The world around is changing fast. We need to board the ship before we are left behind. PROMPT #207 Well, I can't deny you a choice - to board the wagon or not. So, here are three prompts. You may choose one … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #207
I walk through the same corridors againhearing sounds of cackling, raucous laughterin pure defiance - who cares what they say? labels are giddy-headed, immaturean exciting life ahead to be liveddreams are a birthright, whatever you say I walk through the same corridors againrecalling encouragement, ridiculedreams embalmed in concrete - to live again I think of … Continue reading I walk through the same corridors
This idiom hurt when I read it first. I was one of the young, naive thinkers who believed that all I do, write and think is my original brainwave.
The quote was kind of forgotten, but the wisdom returned in small doses, as I watched people around me grow old.
They appear to be unrecognisable compared to their previous self. And yet, I see familiar shades in their behaviour, their conversations.
My maternal grandmother died young at 32, so my Mom did not see her growing old. I see her talk and behave like her mother-in-law, my paternal grandmother. This is not genetic. It’s acquired behaviour, which she thinks is appropriate for an old woman of her age.
Negative role models
These are the people we don’t like and swear never to do what they did.
It applies to many bosses I’ve had. There was a conscious effort in…