A different life
The year was 2007. I was going through intense grief from the loss of both my grandfathers— one to cancer and the other to brain haemorrhage. I was mentally, physically and emotionally exhausted.
Life
Real life stories focusing on the mundane, mystic and moving.
Where I grew up
I didn’t grow up near the sea with its fishermen flinging their nets through the sun’s golden beams. I saw no boats, caught no waves or ate no bites of the fish’s flesh, its silver skin scaled off with a steel scalpel.
Pendulum
I remember how the morning sun lit up the kitchen, the angle of its rays falling on the black and white checkerboard marble floor, so it looked like Jacob’s Stairs descending from heaven.
The Envelope
She took it out of her bag, and carefully opened the edges, thrusting a ballpoint pen and slowly rolling it into the seal flap so as to not disturb the pretty red envelope, and hopefully the letter inside it.
Woodlands Drive-in
You are six years old, dressed in a pair of brown boy-shorts and a yellow tank top.
Hello, world!
My writing journey.