Brown eyes drew me into you, long moments before we slipped into an easy, yet brief, embrace at that first fortuitous meeting. At the second, more planned rendezvous, fingers skimmed an elbow like swans gliding over a lake. Warm breath fanned hair aside to whisper a phrase or a question that made my lips curve upward. Our words [...]
Entries from November 2007
November 27, 2007
If walls could talk
If these walls could talk, they would have told, with unerring accuracy, the precise number of times they had heard her bones crack, upon being hurled against them, of how the two little ones had often huddled against them, swathed in shadows and terror. They would have told how she had caught the enormous, green [...]
November 22, 2007
That dream (Part 2)
She ignores me upon his approach, our forcedly animated chit-chat now aborted and abandoned. He pretends not to see me; his aloofness is almost palpable. I think, ‘He used to look at me like that.’
Then, I see it. The glint from that all-important finger on her left hand, eclipsing the too-bright smile that she flashes [...]
November 20, 2007
Beowulf: Pride is the curse
One sunny afternoon, in a certain English Literature class, following an ambush after lunch - again – by my nemesis, the wretched ”niggeritis”, I fell - no, plunged – headfirst in love with Beowulf.
Sure, he was centuries older than me, but I didn’t care. The offending “niggeritis” fled in the face of this fearless, fierce warrior and his flashing sword, as he leaped off those pages then, and in [...]
November 16, 2007
The Ministry of Bulby
I held out for as long as I could, but the temptation was just too irresistible. All I can say is that I’m now looking at my boss through new eyes, for e-mailing these to me and the other staff members:
