A walk and spoiled eggs
"A" has a calmness about her and a cuteness about her. While we walked up and down the terrain on a hot day, she said, "I try to be eco friendly and cycle to every place. The other day I came back from grocery with a box of eggs. They fell from my cycle." ("saare ande gir gaye yaar")
N and I laughed our way up and down till our sides hurt, the trees echoed our laughter and the sky turned a brighter blue.
Such is the power of small things. A small step. A step by my side - c'est tout!
Charlie Brown
Every day, I spend laughing, smiling.
Just existing and
Every night, I spend slowly
With the remnants of pain.
I don't leave it in the corner.
I don't try to forget it.
I don't try to ignore it
under the stone of denial.
I take it out carefully,
sit and look at it again,
brush off the unsettled dust,
and look at it honestly.
I examine the pain.
I examine what remains of me.
I try to frame my new me.
The old me is gone.
I read a Charlie Brown,
Effortlessly I smile wide.
I live again.
I think of reading again.
I will, one day, painlessly smile again.