I drop exhausted on the hotel bed smelling like fresh lavender on a summer evening in Provence. It feels like holiday. The red lights of the city dancing in my mind are the ultimate proof for it. I to
I was walking down the street towards the school building. I still had a few long minutes to kill. My mind would not stop swirling my thoughts for a second. I pressed my hands against the sides of my
Secret Love One morning she opened to me like the bud of a rose, ready to be admired and yet apprehensive. She knew that once discovered, people would set an eye on her, scrutinize her, judge her, adm
Blessed I had barely got the sight of her. She had been watching me with distrust from the shadow of jungle flame tree. The half-open truck full of tourists slowly made a stop next to the forest line.
Memories The best thing about having memories is that they keep you going when your self-protecting system fails to provide. Everybody – or at least every sane person – has them. Their beauty
I brace up and push the door open. The room is empty. Sun invades the space through wide windows. I can see the small dust particles suddenly waking up and frantically bumping into each other w
It’s cold. Freezing cold. My steps follow the narrow slippery path to the chapel. I march hesitantly half conscientious of the scenery around me. I do not see the dark shadows of the tomb stones
I work hard. I do my job thoroughly. I am result oriented and I enjoy the process along the way. I am an action person.” GB, air displacer at FWAD. In case you don’t know who/what a
Dear Santa, Since I was a child I had to write you a letter to let you know what I wanted for Christmas underneath the tree. I was never sure if I deserved anything this is why I tried to keep
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Tell me a story! A story about people… Well, I will tell you a story, my story… or maybe yours, who knows, maybe ours… Once upon a time, years ago, in a country far away from here, in a small mi
He is silent. He never stares at the ground but yet I feel that there’s a battle going on inside him. He would like to share his story but he is aware that he has nothing to say that would be differ
She is determined to build a wonderful life for her family. She would sacrifice her most beloved dreams to see her child succeed. Together with her husband they moved countries; they started their lif
I am watching her with curious eyes… I listen to her story mesmerized by her passion. She is an outspoken lady who defends the right against the wrong, the good against the bad with straight forward
I close my eyes. He gently caresses my lips and pushes them apart. « I have a surprise for you», he whispered. I open my mouth in expectation. My smile fades away. Cold. From far away, from
Generally Friday’s are a reason to celebrate: it’s almost weekend so you don’t go to work the following days, you dream about partying all night, getting down with a wine or t
quiet dramatic view of the past…the formal tranches of the WW1 museum you can visit in Oostende /West Flanders /Belgium. View original post
I will never cease to be amazed at the destructive power lying at the foundation of the humans. They will use this force not only to ruin everything around them – read it environment, nat
Crowned 3 years ago, under general anesthesia, that would knock her out for hours without end, she became the Lady of the Ring reigning over The Kingdom of the Rest Rooms. Nobody is born a quee
It appears nowadays that each species of the animal ‘regnum’ on Earth has a specific strategy when confronted with fancying-hunting- defending situations. Dolphins are famous for th
“Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the most troubled in the world?” “You, you you!” the mirror shouted back. I bite on the toothbrush. I wipe the mint foam off my mouth and t
This is what I call ‘living your passion’! And it’s so much worth it!
The sun is coming down on the Nilgiri Hills. The red jungle flames glow in the late rays of the burning sphere. Soon it will be dark. The villagers take shelter in their huts. They have locked their a
Think you know about THE THINKER? Think again.
If I were to die tomorrow, I would cry out my soul, for all the miracles I’ve been dreaming and I have for ever thrown away. I would kiss my little ones and entrust them with my smile, fo
I am heading towards the gym’s main door. I feel the cutting wind freezing my ears. I shiver and try to make myself small, head hidden in the collar of my track suite. I watch every step
I am exhausted. I would so much like to trail to my bed. For one hundred and one reasons I cannot afford that. I try the next best thing. “Mom?” “Yes, B.” “What ar
“It is going to be… somehow’, says the man. “In fact I do not remember it ever not being somehow. It always ends one way or the other”. He takes a slice of bread,
Another side of Brussels.
“Yes, yes. No. I understand…”. I stop the engine of the car. I struggle to focus on the subject of the phone conversation. I look into the mirror just above my head. S starts
The first Monday at work after 3 weeks of absence. Outlook Inbox: 341 new messages To do: 27 tasks Calendar: 23 notifications Mobile phone (work): ‘You have 12 new messages’. What
I like it hot. In the morning, with closed eyes. It deepens my breath. It opens my heart. It unfolds wrinkled soul. It smoothens my skin. I adore the warm whirlpool that enlightens my body
Darkness. I sit comfortably in my living room enjoying the almost silence of the evening. A glass of red wine on the coffee table and an eye on the news. I am not watching. I regard but I list
‘Snuf!’ No answer. ‘Snuf, Snuf, Snuuuuuuuuuuuffy!’ No answer. Annoyed by the rudeness of the dog, Triksie climbs down from the kitchen table and starts looking around fo
Bonapartedok with a touch of Broer Bretel.
I have heard it today again, at least two times: let go! It’s a nice advice: how do I do it? And I am questioning and torturing myself in search for the right answer. Have you ever seen a
Picture this: It’s 7am. You have a short and vivid night behind your back, populated by strange characters, all chasing you down at the same time and willing to do something to you. It
October 1, 199… Years ago I was invited to be part of the speakers’ panel at the opening of the academic year at my hometown university, as the representative of the freshmen year.