There are people you’ll meet and have no conversation with. You’ll be strangers. No words will be exchanged between yourselves. Silence will slice through the air. You might want to say something, but you’ll second guess everything. You’ll not be sure whether they’ll want to hear anything from you anyway. So you’ll stay quiet and…
Category: Life and People
Note to Self
I have been attacked by a bug I’ve been running away from. It has come at me with the force of a tornado ready to strike me off the surface of the ground. It wants to swirl me into a world of physical insecurity. It’s a bug I didn’t want to come close to. I…
A Final One for 2019
Guilty as charged. I’m waving a white flag as I raise my hands in surrender. I’m on my knees. Please don’t pull the trigger. Don’t unload that flurry of lead bullets on me. It’s true. I’ve broken hearts before. I’ve dropped the bomb and walked away leaving behind an impenetrable cloud of smoke like a…
Thirty
You’ll wake up on your 30th birthday in a hotel room. It’s a Bed and Breakfast lodging close to the Central Station. You’ll reach for the switch and turn on your bedside lamp. Your white sheets and duvet will bounce the light around the room. You’ll squint, stretch your arms and let out a morning…
Towards 30: Dreams Unquenched
I had a hitch. Call it a technical problem or any fancy word people use when things are not working. The keyboard of the laptop I’ve been using to type my posts is kaput. The QWERTY thing decided to show me the middle finger. Then the GHJKL followed. All vowels pissed on me. Backspace didn’t…
Towards 30
I’m turning 30 next month. The big 3-O is looming. It’s around the turn sitting with its legs crossed, head leaning back against a rocking chair. It’s watching 29 doing the last lap in a 12 month marathon. I can sniff 30. The wind of age is blowing its whiff in my direction. Everything about…
Catherine from Malawi
I’m going down the escalator at Stadhalle to catch a tram to class when Phillip, a four year old boy who has been talking since we were in Bus 612 asks me, “Sprichst du Deutsch?” He wanted to know if I spoke German. This was a good time to test what I know so far,…
India
You call up this girl that you like. She knows you like her so you won’t pretend about it. She’s mellow, wears a smile that beams like sunflowers. She carries the personality of a fresh tantalizing aroma that draws you to her. And she’s into Neo Soul music, a genre that you started paying attention…