The mirror

“You look ghastly,” said the mirror on the wall. “Good morning to you, too,” I replied. “You look pale!” shouted the mirror. “Do I?” I asked surprised rather than offended by the mirror’s rude comments.  “Indeed,” it replied barely acknowledging me. “I still have my hair,” I saying trying to joke. “Your hair is grey,”…

My confused brain: On Sundays

  I wake up as I do every morning at 5:00 a.m. without alarms. I think I am an early bird because I am neither tired or grumpy. I am fully awake. But today is Sunday, and although my heart is ready to write, my brain has decided not to oblige today. “It is Sunday”…

Her piercing blue eyes

  Her piercing blue eyes went through me like an arrow. “Yes” I replied “I kissed her” She stared at me without blinking making me feel like the cockroach I was. She stood up from the red sofa she had been sitting on all this time. I expected to be slapped. I deserved it. But…

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  I upload my contents like every day, and like every day, I take a second to thank whomever deity might make people click on my posts, I upload today’s post. And instead of the delightful thrill, I get by seeing my posts flying on the web. I get chills because the generous spirits (genies…

Laura

A rainy day of 2002, I was landing in Costa Rica, a paradise on earth, where the stress and rush of the modern world are not to be found. Just yet. Not just yet. As always the same routine, immigration, taxi, and hotel. Just do it all over again a few days later. But little…

Her

There she was waiting. I could see in her profile that she was shy. Once we started talking I could see in her a wise but fragile soul, as she had survived not one but many battles, cried defeats and survived ignominy. She smiled and laughed at my poor attempts at humor. But her laughter,…