Shadows play a vital role in life. They bring depth to the object giving it length or breadth; it depends on light angle and strength. Without the obejct the shadow remains unseen, but what if? the shadow is indpenedent of the object. This shadow reality is invisible , yet the shadow support is there, a weak support in cognition.
A poor woman was distressed and sitting next to a tributary. Suddenly , her feet slipped. And she was getting drowned. Oh! would I die . was the thought frightening her. Suddenly, she found herself standing in the bottom of the lake. Here, a tall man motioned her to follow him, she did as told and in a cave she saw the man’s wife , in labor pains. The man, again looked at her, and she got to work. Soon, the mother gave birth to twelve children of the sea. The father was pleased, picking up some corals from the bed, he gave it to the woman.
After, sometime she found herself on the shore. Then she realized, that she was alive.Looked at her hands, it had corals. Now, she was not happy for she thought about her poverty. In distress, she threw the corals and walked to her hut. Next, morning she woke up and wanted to wash her clothes, as she turned her pockets inside out..Lo! where there were corals..now there were gold. She couldn’t believe that she had thrown the most of it along the shore. Running back to the spot she witnessed a crowd, laughing and rejoicing for the treasure they got, gold nuggets were found along the shore line .
Ah! my bad luck thought the woman to herself.. why did I throw away the corals in despair. As, she walked away and reached her house, she found one barrel lying in the front door. Bending down, she tried to pick it up. Too heavy. Then she pulled it upright and made it steady. There was gold coins in that barrel with a small note.
The corals were by me. Gold from my wife. But the barrel is from the children of the sea.
Identity leads to citizenship. We are all identifiable, names, location, color, economic level, education and family background. We have been labelled, and projected or doomed. Depends what is associated with our names.
The economic levels are reflective of social behavior, hence a stigma is attached to people from two worlds. Each society has this inherent quality, to divide and mark down or mark up. A person who has been torn in this division, will have to keep on hiding one side of their identity. if they have by will or chance migrated to another. Just as origin never leaves us, this association is very much fixed.
Why does one wants to erase own identity? It is mostly due to economic level and education background. In this situation, lies are randomly said to save face. A dangerous path for the vulnerable, girls are worried for their married life and career, boys too have a certain drawback.
Oh the misery of this transition, want to forget but someone reminds who I was and what I want to be, never leaving me alone to enjoy my success and freedom. Why do they smear with words that are a like claws that tears the newly acquired skin and expose my flesh. I bleed and bleed , but they never feel any sympathy.
There were many unrest and protest ongoing , wars and crime. Suddenly, there was Covid19 and the fear of pandemic, somehow made this world see some peace. Now, that we are closing for a return to normal, again all the unrest has marked this comeback, for example the protest in America.
It is flaring and raging, seems like the lock down has made people frustrated, their economic pressure release was this protest. People are now voicing concern more for protest and less for Corona virus.
The death rate has actually increased due to virus, still due to economic pressures the lock down has been loosened. The staying away solution was causing side effects. It seems, we the earthlings should now have a different norm, in terms of defensive devices from diseases. Our entrance, exits, touches, wipes .In fact any contact that has a chance to spread unseen virus must be eliminated, designers have provided options with seating arrangement, hats to maintain a distance, automatic doors and so on. What about chemical warfare? Has anyone put a hold on the lab that creates deadly combinations to wipe out nations. Guess not. Because it wasn’t on the list.
It was so loud
It was too dumb
It made you numb
that thump thump
It will be out
or not we shout
thump thump thump
Last night you tip toed in my dream and I could feel that you wanted me ?
I was sleeping in my dreams 🙂 It was a dream within a dream , you bought me ice cream. I wanted chocolate but you had blue berry and strawberry whipped with full cream. Still , I ate and smiled , not because the flavors were good..because you didn’t let it melt. Last time you brought me a cake, it was hot was recently baked and had lots of dry fruits and cream…no it was not ice cream cake.. a different idea.when you left and I woke up this morning…you were still sleeping..I think..you were washing the bowls I ate from…or was that cup ?
I was smiling and the morning was great..good to know you never leave me alone..awake or sleeping…hmmmmm
This time bring me a juice…something tangy that I can not refuse…cool and light…fresh and whit..or clear..whatever you bring for me..is always dear.
Alone But Never Lonely… Solitude..a bliss for me. I like myself too much :)) I have lived this way..in a crowd or writing my thoughts..I am at peace with myself. Whenever, others come in my space..I feel the alarm inside my brain
I love mostly everyone, who lets me. This is like a summon. I can step back and wait..to give you that much time to think and decide..do you want me ? If you do..then what is in your mind for me..am I your friend..your colleague..your partner..buddy..what am I to you..and then I take it from there. It does happen, that after sometime you may not like me anymore..get tired and bored ..then you must leave..no..I never push you away from me.
I only let my windows open and door is left ajar..you can smell the fragrance outside my personality..You can watch who passes by..my window of life. The door is never locked..anyone can walk in and everyone may walk out..I never stop..Never ….
I learned from life..to be happy with myself..I am not saying that others are not important..no ..no.Others are important..to love and respect. To trust and support..But they are not me…I am the naughty one..who does have a serious side too 🙂
I believe that each one has a role to play..or two.. life has manifold characters display before us..we change and attain those as per need or whim..this way we emerge as a different person each day…
I figure out my ways..I discuss my secrets with my heart and mind as a soul. Yes.. when alone I can not be lonely for I am deep in thought and feeling about those dreams that I had fought and got..and those I lost and forgot…
Wind Channels …. Traffic problems with the soaring price of fuel..how would it work..suppose we had a system to make wind tunnels, the passenger has a wind breaker, and he is enveloped in a casing of vacuum. where..he can breathe..and as he steps out of his house, he can elevate and enter a wind shaft..lifted by 2 inches, the wind takes you everywhere..and you don’t need a car anymore..if the capsule has to make turns, you can give the input on the transparent screen. Here you can enter and a navigating device is tuned in with the map..so each turn and angle is administered, and you just indicated your approval ..and depending on health..there are chairs that has a seat belt, with a wheel..zoom !
These wind channels also support the conveyor belt..its like a footpath but its moving, all you do is stand or sit, and at various points..you can jump off..and go inside a building etc.
The wind, as it moves freshens the surrounding and although there are others, but you don’t have to be visible to them..yep..it blocks the vision..so nobody knows who the invisible rider is..is that creepy ?
Online..hot Line… The two met online through social media. Both were married, but yet they wanted to be naughty. Slowly, they wanted to meet physically, so they planned a secret meetings. Sandra wore her green dress soft and showing her perfect contour and walked towards the airport. She flew and landed at Athens, where Desipris was waiting ..he had arranged a trip to the Aegean Sea.
First time they were meeting, as Sandra came out , she knew him and started to walk towards him. They hugged and he took her in his car towards the sea. Both couldn’t believe but they were actually looking at each other and were excited to touch. The yacht they hired, was turned on auto and they sat next to each other and giggled..as if old friends were meeting. Desipris, then showed her his family picture and she also showed him her husband’s photograph.They contemplated, if it was okay to meet like this ” I love you” whispered Sandra” me too ” was the instant reply Desipris took a binocular to watch the waves, he saw another yacht..it was his wife with Sandra’s husband..who had a pair of binoculars too..watching him 😉 gotcha!