Three years back, a colleague, Insiya, asked me why I do not write apart from work. I told her, I do not have the creativity in language; that I am too simplistic and minimalistic.
She said, “You have perspective, and simple is a style too.”
Thank you, Insiya. I needed that push.
Listen closely,
And you will hear
The sound of shattering dreams.
My new year resolution is to speak less, so I’ll start by writing more one-liner posts…
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May be two-liners…
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I think I am choking on words…too many trying to fall out of my mouth…
This one is for the unsung heroes of the world. Let’s make their lives easier…Stay safe. Save lives. Be a hero.
PHIL
This photo says more than anything I could ever write about the year 2020
Phil is one of the millions of Front Line heroes, around the world, risking their lives to fight for our safety, to help bring back the normalcy we had less than a year ago.
Phil is a medic in England, but he represents, in my belief,
Medics, First Responders, Essential Workers, Teachers, etc.
in every county.
Truly, a united world wide fight.
And these Phils have families
Loved ones.
Some who work also on the Front Line.
Some who stay back
and support their Front Line Heroes.
This photo of Phil was taken by his loving and supporting wife, Fraggle, a professional photographer, who captures amazing art in her photos. More of her art can be seen in her WP Blog: https://fragglerocking.org/
This is what she wrote to accompany her photo:
‘Our year has been…
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The Sun’s coming to you,
Though you don’t see it
Through the fog that shrouds you,
Devoid of any hope,
He loves you.
Have Faith–
He loves you.
Carrying on shoulders
The weight of the sky, we drag
Our days and nights alone.
Lately, my daughter asked me when we’ll have snowfall. She wanted to build a snowman that she had seen it in the cartoons.
But we live in temperate zone and never see snow unless we travel all the way to the mountains. So, together we built an Indian Snowman…the Orange man! He looks rather sunny, I’d say.
Lately, their have been further additions to my daughter’s 1m x 1m ranch. The last time I posted, she already created super-beings like Dragons and Dinosaurs, who crunched on our furniture and hovered around our heads, and I was beginning to worry about world safety. Now she has moved her exploration to the smaller variety of creepy-crawler type.
Let me introduce you to her only invertebrate pet. He walks all day and doesn’t stop to talk much since it is such a waste of breath. So, we never got around to making introductions.
Her first amphibian is rather a shy person and prefers to hide under his shell all day. It is a wise choice considering the other pets my daughter is creating
This is “Hisssss”(that’s the only name he can pronounce). He joined our ranch last week and has been after Mathew and his progeny ever since. Mathew has been complaining about animal rights and about our prior peace treaty. I told him the clause about “not buying poison” does not include “not inviting snakes”.
These mommy and baby crocodiles have been complaining about the lack of a fish tank in our house from day one and we are hard-pressed to buy one to stop them from eating our other pets. They have also requested for a plover bird to clean their teeth. Talk about high maintenance pets!
There are also some animals from the cute variety.
Here’s the rabbit who has been hiding in my iron safe ever since the snake and crocs appeared.
Caribou, the red-nosed reindeer, is on a vacation before Christmas.
We are expecting some winter guests soon including Flamingos and Cranes. I’ll let you know if they turn up.
The night is alive.
I shut my eyes tight
against the stubborn dreams
that refuse to leave.
Lonely in a crowd,
The journey of writing a story book,
One heart, many lives.
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