[#Just_stories] CHANGING WEALTH
Her wrinkled fingers trembled as she took the picture from my hand. “Your grand daughter?” I asked, after viewing the slender, beautiful figure posing in […]
[#A matter of perspective] WHY DO PEOPLE WRITE WHEN FEELING SAD?
On sunday 15th September 1833, a young man named Arthur Hallam, aged 22, died in his sleep. Autopsy revealed the cause of his death to […]
[#Painted Lines] THE PATH TO RECOVERY
With the cock’s crow sets the sailsurging forward, enroute with a white sailby fair-weather the seeker starts the sailTo a life’s grail he directs the […]
[#just_stories] ON THE MERITS OF HIS CASE
His signaling wave snapped me out of the world. The world of the jazz music blaring in my ears, from the headphones. And back to […]
[#just_stories] REFILLING A BUNDLE
“How much?” The vendor stared at her. “One thousand, two hundred”. She said softly. She typed the digits on the airtime voucher he handed her. […]
[#just_stories] THE GIFT OF TEARS
She held him to herself and cooed, as his shrilling voice rent the air, beads of perspiration running down her face. And I watched them […]
[#just_stories] THE MOMENTS OF DIVINITY… AND HUMANITY
“One reason why humans are complex is owing to the luggages of our dark pasts we carry around”. He said with a grave look as […]
[#painted_lines] UNDER LIGHTS
Under silver lights that illumine our gaze we both stare at the stage before us. And steal side glances donning acting faces that seek to […]
[#a matter of perspective] WHAT YOU SAY AND WHAT I HEAR
I was at a business seminar sometime in March last year (2018), and one of the speakers made us -the participants- do a little exercise. […]
[#just_stories] A TASTE OF GOLD
He gazed at the golden liquid in the glass, oblivious to the other guests in the bar. Ed Sheeran’s “Perfect” filtered through the speakers. He […]