Who is the ghost that walks the train? The apparition tugs on our shirt sleeves But all rides are displaced We are logged into otherness, Password protected Our faces dug deep into ourselves Reflections fed to us Wires from out our ears Wi-Fi, stuck in our gut Download speeds of the central nervous system. Our […]
And then the day arrived when a thoughtful friend presented me with this lovely t-shirt, a thing I cherish. It’s the gift that keeps on giving, especially when you are forced to attend a gathering where there are far too many gatherers. It lets the personal-space invaders know that you are perfectly content to be […]
Caleb JonesEvery year this day comes, and every year I am reminded of the pain. I find myself swallowing away the lump in my throat when I see Father’s Day cards in the store. I feel my stomach drop as I scroll through social media seeing posts of girls praising their dads. I can’t hear…
Yesterday in the sunshine On my day of birth I saw Some flowers in the garden Which deserve (at least) encore
I gotta stay away from my Father cuz of my work and
I really feel bad for that,i couldn’t spend much time with him in his late days,He has been suffering from several pains,one of them is Joints pain,He’s unable to walk by himself. He needs someone to hold him by the hand.
My Wife along with my Children takes care of him. My Mum had passed away a long ago. After my mother’s departure, He was hopeless,he lost his only support but he stayed strong recognizing his duty towards his children.
My Dad is the best thing ever happened to me and i love him him a lot.
So many times i have planned to quit my job but he was not happy with my Decision. He believes Life and Death both are natural and must stay Natural. He do not wants to extend his Life artificially with the help of Medical science.
But i have made my mind this time, I want to be with him, as much as i can.
Whoever has said,said it right “Father is son’s first Hero and Daughter’s first Love”
A good cook is like a sorceress who dispenses happiness.” — Elsa Schiaparelli I don’t know if my grandmother, Vahini, liked to cook. I asked my mother’s mother many things over the years but it never struck me to ask her that. I had always associated her, one of my first heroes, with good food…
My granny is a 80 year old woman.She hadn’t attempted any school or college.but she is the best cook,Physician,Singer and a brilliant craft artist i have ever known.
When i read the above blog i could feel my Granny, a very strict and disciplined woman who has been the backbone of our Family since i wasn’t born.
What do you do when you’re not working? If you are retired, what do you that is not part of your regular daytime routine? What do I not do is a better question. Heh. I enjoy my family, my pets, my friends, blogging, long walks, reading, gardening, cooking, baking, watching movies and shows. What would […]
“Sunrise paints the sky with pinks and the sunset with peaches. Cool to warm. So is the progression from childhood to old age.” ~ Vera Nazarian Hello everyone! Welcome to Haiku Friday on The Writer Next Door blog. ♥ ♥ ♦ Sunrise by Vashti Q Dawn draws back her veil Pink and orange […]
The future will not decide, I decide if I find myself alone in possession of these feelings at an age when the cliffs stand a little deeper in the water the sea will recede and return the next day less me for it is my belief we can make choices based upon empty doorways standing […]
When you feel lifeless, powerless, frail and weak, look to your own divinity, to your reflection, at the “I” of who you have become. Look to your hands and bask in the beauty of their strength. Look to your feet and be reminded of all the land they have traveled, the homes they have blessed, […]