In the trenches of the world I did not know how much to sweat, In the jigsaw of the survival I did not know how much to save of myself,…
I have just tossed the stack of unpaid bills to the far corner of my room,Bundled up the junk mail for the Monday garbage pickup,While the newspapers lie strewn unopened…
The day has just begun its triumphant march:Imperial, rough-shod, crusading.Its ambitions touch a pinnacle, its mood heroic.Its commonplace beginning an unintended deception.In a deft sleight of hand it quantum jumps…
Often in the heat of living I revisit the old question: Who am I? Through the beautiful and the ugly of life, Through the joyful and the painful of life,…
It was only a month ago that I buried Jessie, She was only seventeen and wanted to go all the way. I was told I was born in a hill…
It was some six weeks ago that I met you accidentally at my cousin’s place –Twenty-four years since I glimpsed your face –The face that seems to have a new…