A harsh realization

Clarity. I love to think my wants for the future are clear. That my goals are pretty clear, albeit still unfulfilled. I have always wanted to be a communicator. Me as an anchor. As a writer. As a customer care agent. As a PR. As a journalist. The list goes on. I thought it’d be…

floaties

Good things happening Make Bad things hard to ignore. Why is so much good next to so much hurt next to so much bad next to so much happiness? Are the sane ones children? We go mad in our 20s don’t we? Do we ever stop being children? Your inner baby wanting a mother who…

Musings of Zoroaster

“The Magus Zoroaster met his own image walking in the garden” Charles Williams quotes in his novel “Descent into Hell”. Coming from a religious background, I had access to the PhD tomes my father had in his library. I read this novel when I was 14, too young to fully catch the gist of the…

long distance loving

”Do you still love me?” He asked as she ran a hand through his hair, her face inscrutable. She looked down at him. She could kill him so easily. All she had to do was bash him with her 10 pound laptop on the head over and over again. His head would make a splat…

A small scene (Fiction)

She stared at his pants cuff. All of a sudden she got a a strong violent dislike for those pants cuffs that was so visceral she almost threw up.  She used to want to wear jeans with three rolls of the pants cuffs because of him. Now, the sight of those cuffs filled her with…

On leaving.

The rains have started again. In Rwanda at least. The dark as sin soil,squelches around my feet as my toes are engulfed in slimy moisture and I know I should have worn boots instead of the artsy sandals I opted for. As I trod on, mired in the loam soil of my motherland, enriching chocolate…

FAQ

What I love is love. But what is love? Is it the late night calls where you say everything and anything that comes to your mind? Is it, the food dates, where when you first met you couldn’t take more than a few forkfuls as you trembled with suppressed emotions and trepidation of finally having…

Berating Tarzan

She tells you she doesn’t know what to do at a mall but you insist on taking her there anyway. She’s rural. She’s a village girl and proud! Why do you insist on enriching her experience when all she has is golden memories? Tell me, where did you find her? Was she snapping bubble gum and…

horror

He tweeted a thought that came into his mind at 3:00 am in the morning. Then he rolled over in drunken stupor and blacked out again. rrrr..rrrr….rrrrrr…. He knew something was vibrating but he wasn’t sure what it was. rrrrr..rrrrrrr….rrrrrr. His muddled mind took too long to register that it was a phone buzzing, and…

African ballad

Originally posted on a L'engle fan page:
I smell the air as you walk out. You smell like.. fresh bread. like vanilla and roses had a baby. You smell like a bath bomb. I love how you smell. I love you for your smell but that is not the only thing. I love you…

African ballad

I smell the air as you walk out. You smell like.. fresh bread. like vanilla and roses had a baby. You smell like a bath bomb. I love how you smell. I love you for your smell but that is not the only thing. I love you for thanking me. Every time I hand you…

A horror story (Fiction)

Twitter and coffee. That’s the theme of my life. The number of hours I’ve spent on Twitter, sipping kawaccino after kawaccino, cackling maniacally at a thread are shaming to be frank. Am I repentant tho? Will I stop? I don’t know, maybe the coffee. I remember when I first saw your account. I remember it…