I repeatedly dreamt of a half-formed figure calling out to me, from behind a glass wall. I couldn’t decipher if the figure was male or female, but asked it to come out and meet me. “Can’t you see I am not complete?” “Let me see what constitutes you. Light, wind or solid matter….” “Maybe all … Continue reading Behind a glass wall
My wife’s parents are spending the summer with us. Our daughters are now teenagers who lead their own lives, and don’t care much about parents hanging around with them on weekends. Yet, the old man cannot refrain from sharing a bit of advice. “You two should not be spending so much time at the movies. … Continue reading Back then
When it all comes down to it, we don’t have a lot of say in what might be written about us or what might be inscribed on our tombstone, if we have one.
I remember asking my dad if there was anything he particularly wanted on his headstone and his reply was, “Well no, you can decide that, after all, I think I’ll have other things to think about.”
I’m sure when the time comes my children will think of something to say about me. They are good at recall, they often sit around the table at family dinners have a wonderful time remembering me as a father and how they ‘suffered’ having me as their dad.
Thankfully it is all in good fun.
Then again, I don’t intend to be buried. I’ve told them to cremate me and then find somewhere appropriate to spread my ashes, for example down…
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This shakes you up to the core.....
those figures etched on canvas of life throbbing with joy and expectation artists designed characters’ strife to paint colors of imagination it appeared to be a summation coming together of values and dreams reaching a final culmination careful selection before mixing streams oceanic spaces in hibernation moved suddenly to change destinations … Continue reading Change in destinations
इश्क़ का मैंने ज़हर पिया था
दवा नहीं थी किसी के पास।
हिज्र में बीती सारी रातें
समय नहीं था तेरे पास।
तेरी यादें भी दफना दी
मैंने अपनी कब्र के पास।
In response to:Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 43
the baby wailed to say cheers to life on birth in a seemingly alien world. The mother smiled to welcome and integrate him inextricably in her life The father celebrated his new role with a vague idea of what will follow. birds fly off the nest leaving behind sighs they started a … Continue reading Unmatched
She googled words like effusive, delirious, and wondered what it would feel like to be there. Will she have the freedom to break something accidentally in her own house, and not be reprimanded for it? Will she go to bed thinking that another day could be better? She did not feel the lack of anything … Continue reading Depressed
Several things are certain in life and among them are death and taxes. I worked at a funeral parlor, doing odd things like greeting guests, cleaning up and helping the mortician lift the dead bodies into the caskets. Everybody deals with depressing things in different ways and for some people, it helps to laugh and in this place morbid jokes were always present. Most of my coworkers resembled the Grim Reaper, as they never really said all that much, they were always pleasant and they seemed to have this constant grin on their faces. None of them actually went around wearing a long, dark, black hooded cloak with a hood covering their face, wielding a scythe, but they all seemed to be a bit on the creepy side.
We would get together from time to time after a long day at work and have drinks at the place across the…
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