Walker
From the Blog madstickynotesShe arranged her slippers and reminded me of her husband. Last evening, she was using his walker because her legs were hurting and I was sad again. This time, though, the tug at my heart stings was for her. She suddenly looked so frail and old and I wondered how many more moments we all […]pakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
Sebastian and Leah: Illusions
From the Blog r2square [image: Green corridor] It is a great night, more cooler than it should be. The summers are parting and winters are headed this way. I sat in the endless corridor, with my cup of tea and a notebook in my hand. I gotta finish studying this topic by midnight. I gotta get over it by midnight But do we keep the promises we make with ourselves, let alone keeping those we make with others.? It has become a habit of ours. Saying things we cannot do, wanting things we cannot have, holding on to things that no longer can stay, it's the stupid nature of the impractical human. It's just one of those things we do So, I quickly skim through the entire thing. Close my eyes and repeat the difficult parts to myself. Slurp the tea as loudly as I can, and smile to myself as I hear the absurd spakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
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