Tales of the Unheard

Source: Painting by Mary Maxam on DailyPainters.com It was one of those days when the body seems to have lost all its energy, no longer willing to make simple movements like standing, sitting or doing anything at all. It just lays there…. lifeless yet full of life. I sat there as still as water and as silent as a night, staring at the ceiling, lost in my own thoughts. My head ached thinking there was still so much to do… a long list of never ending work that had to be completed by this apparently lifeless body. Ahhh!! It had been a long tiring week, shifting a home is exhausting for both, the soul and the flesh. From planning on packing, wrapping the whole house, moving to a new place to settling in… a task that literally drains all your energies in every way possible. It was the same for me… shifting to a new place in all the hustle bustle was beyond exhausting. The process of moving is kind of like the start of a new life; you look forward to your future yet feel ...

(Painting By Jeff Rowland) Part 1 I reached the station just in time… moving in ahead and away from the crowd, as I scurried towards my cart. I quickly grabbed the handle and entered the train. The attendant guided me towards my seat as the driver gave the last call before departure. My heart sank as the train started moving; the air was filled with voices of joy, sadness, farewell and excitement. But all I could hear was the riotous sound of the horn, the clank of the wheels on the track and a distant whistle announcing that our journey had finally began. I was travelling to the City of Palaces &  Nawabs , my sweet hometown where I had begun my own journey of life, a beautiful place that has a magic of its own.  I was both excited and looking forward  to this journey, but at the same time  the thought of spending 7 hours sitting in  the same spot bothered me. I had spent hours working, looking after my house an...

Dear Life,                It has been a while since I’ve had the time to reflect on you. For you have left me and travelled afar in haste with time as your companion. I lay here abandoned, adrift in my past and present, awaiting nothing but death. In these moments my friend, I often reminisce about our journey together through time and till the end. Well hello there life… my old friend!   I assume you have long forgotten about my insignificant existence, but I …. I am trapped in the memories of our bond that encompasses over seven decades, a lifetime that we have journeyed though, from nothing to being everything but in unison. Alas, our bond has now reached its end and I stand here all alone, full of despair and hopelessness yet empty-handed. My dear friend, I still remember how we formed our connection for the very first time when my flesh and bones were touched by my soul, the day I was ...