Twelve years ago… that was when it happened. Well, I guess it all started few years before that, four to be exact, when my wife passed away… I was left to raise my son alone. He was all but two, mischievous and hyperactive.. I had no idea how to handle him, but it was something … Read moreApril 6th – Echoes of the Past
“Might is not just the winner’s right, but it is the right of anyone who finishes the race.” What does it matter when one goes past the finish line? At least we can say that we had a beautiful journey. Yesterday I was born, today I live on and tomorrow I shall die. It is … Read moreMy Survival
“Can I love again?” she asked me. I couldn’t reply. She was just eleven, maybe twelve but the scars on her face and the sorrow in her eyes spoke volumes. I was looking at a victim, another victim. Her mother had passed away when she was young. Poor angel, she had no memory of her. … Read moreFallen Angel
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 8; the eighth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. “Happy 70th birthday, Grandpa”, said my youngest grandson. I think his name is Jamie. … Read moreTime Travel
I met him everyday in the park. He hailed me, “Hello young friend, you’re on time.” We’d have coffee together sometimes. Today I hailed him. He asked, “Have we met?” As I walked away, his daughter came up. “He’s got Alzheimer’s. He forgets me sometimes too.” A tear fell. His life would end without memories.
Dead bodies were everywhere. I walk through the battlefield at the end of the day, and see so many dead, for no reason, for no fault of theirs. “I’ll take my men, you take yours”, the words still rang through my mind, clear as day. Very few men stayed with me. He’d taken them to … Read moreDivided We Fall