And then there are days when you are missed a little more than on Sundays. So I keep a blinking light on with my eyes shut, tracing back and forth in all the places that went dark. I have loved you enough to know that there are even things that slip off our hands whenContinue reading
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Entry no: MDCCXXIX
I wake-up with eyes swelled up like that after bee stings and a stuffy nose.Tear stained.But it’s only until the alarm goes off in the morning,And I hear the whistle of the cooker.Mum is upto something again,One of aunt Della’s recipes as I recall with boiled peas and vegetables for the breakfast.Dad, a victim ofContinue reading “Entry no: MDCCXXIX”
Infinite boulevard 