I was at a funeral the other day, surrounded by the mourning friends and family of a lovely old lady, and listening to her daughter's heartfelt eulogy as I dwelled on something I have observed. At all the funerals I've been to and heard of, I always notice how no one has anything but good … Continue reading Of Funerals and Forgiveness
If you pass someone on the street and really like their bag, tell them. If you think the girl in your college class has amazing hair, let her know that. If you appreciate something of someone's, and think it makes a good compliment, go for it! This is something I started doing a few years … Continue reading “I like your bag”
My friends tell me I excel at giving advice. About matters of love and life. They come to me with problems, arguments, fights. I do my best to make it all alright. When they're sad I try my best to make it better. Ensure they're happier. I ask questions and tell them what I would … Continue reading Console
Champion. Predictably, I picture an athlete. Famous sports players, my favourites to watch. Friends who are skilled. Myself as an athlete, haha, I wish. If only I could play sports. I do run though, or rather I ran. Past tense. On a regular basis at one time. But I've become lazy, I no longer have … Continue reading Let’s bring the champion back
As I sat on the bed, one arm outstretched in the grasp of the parlour didi, I was having a common mental battle with myself. "Don't be rude," I chided myself, "try and talk to her. Ask her something. Make a funny comment. Aren't people expected to talk to each other in the parlour? She isn't starting … Continue reading If My Arms Could Talk
Come 30th December of every year, the chorus begins – “What resolutions have you set for yourself this year?” For some odd reason, everyone seems to have undue interest in knowing what everyone else is resolving to do new the following year. Perhaps it’s because they are looking for inspiration to decide what they themselves … Continue reading I Resolve to Resolve
At age two, I was that child who had memorised the books my parents read to me regularly and I could read what was on all the pages out of familiarity. A few years later, I’d progressed to reading on my own, and very soon after that, I was constantly devouring the new books I … Continue reading Read More Books!
Travel 10 years Into the past or the future They said. Meet your young self, Watch from afar, observe. Relive old memories, meet old friends again Talk to her. Tell her things, give her advice. Warn her. Remind yourself what you had forgotten Change your current state By impacting your past. Or Go, see yourself … Continue reading A Choice