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When 24 Hours Run Out Too Fast

01 Saturday Feb 2020

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happiness, life, mumlife, personal, random, travel, work, worklife

I am going to type this post on my phone, too lazy to open my laptop over a black coffee, and the sound of a man chuckling, potentially suffocating on the same chuckles a bit later

At least that is what I think I hear. My mind remains in its darker corners, after dealing with an immigration officer who kept scratching my visa for a good 10 minutes in an effort (I believe in his mind) to prove its authenticity (or not) till I interrupted him  by asking whay was wrong with it.

Loud people do not add to improving my mood, especially not at 1.41am. (I like silence, at most times.)

Brain keeps shifting on changing time zones. The last 2 weeks been quite crazy with 2 travels back to back, and 2 workshops during the days I was at home. The 10 days covered 3 national workshops in Africa, and 2 in Sri Lanka. And end of it, I stand/sit a very exhausted human.

And now I sit exhausted and sleep deprived heading out for then 2 more weeks, which will hopefully be followed by no travels for a while.

I like my home, my bed, my time with the kid. And nothing more comforting in life than the comfort of one’s “home,” where ever it may be. Especially for tired souls who have over-run their quota of travel.

Note: Downside of posting using my phone is that I am bad at adding a suitable photo for this. Maybe in a few hours…

 

 

 

The Brown One

14 Wednesday Dec 2016

Posted by vositha in poetry or something of the sort., Uncategorized

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calmness, Hanoi, poetry, random writing, solitude, South East Asia travel, travel, walks

hanoi

 

I walk the streets

of pavements

and people,

with boiling pots of oil

bananas and mango fries,

flowers, shoes

and spectacles

dresses, laughs

dust and pebbles.

 

I walk

eyes on me

the strange being

walking the streets

alone

mornings

late evenings

and nights at times,

the only brown one

on these roads,

a phone at hand

tracking places

and smiling faces,

in search of food

and solitude.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Of past, present and whatever else..” (February 2012)

01 Monday Oct 2012

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double jeopardy, light, nature, outdoors, past, present, roller coaster ride, travel, truth, vacation, winds, winter

Emptiness seems to fill my world of late, again. Too many things about which I cannot be bothered but that keep popping into my life whether I like it or not. A constant list of names that harass my brain, and people who cannot mind their own business or rather have no control of their own lives trying to preach what others best do with theirs.

I am on a path of my own, having yet to discern my direction or destination.

The roller coaster ride of emotions, love and indifference; plateaus, screams and tiredness have taken the best of me. A pack of losers and a bunch of conniving liars..world is just a dark place all over again, and I am not even bothered lighting matches. Memory be my curse, and emotions be any woman’s fall. I am a victim of both, double jeopardy.

In a state of despair I head down memory lane, a collection of photos and voyages of far off lands. I miss the lanes of solitude and silence, and cabins, cheerful chatter of friends. I missed Marina who volunteers to stab a man with a folk for me, and Shehan the watchman of intruding snow walking in with my shoes and without his prior approval. I missed those woods and windows of winter, and the tropical heat within the cabin and my walks at midnight through the barking of an unseen dog by day time and heard as night falls.

Life has moved on, and I believe I had moved on. But clicks of the past, recall and remain of what was cherished and what sometimes keep rushing in, unexpected.

I tell him I want to go back, I want to be in a cabin. He says we should go, we spend the night talking, describing the past, places, people and hands..till depression strikes me and tears roll down my cheeks not to be noticed, not by him, nor anyone.

Run away to far far away..from emotions, anger and frustration. Pack and leave from the world I know to a world I wouldn’t know, would have to learn to know and would hopefully be indifferent to me, as I am to it.

He says he is telling the truth, and I try to believe him. But truth be relative. I don’t think I know much of relativity or of truth, or of lies, or anything else for that matter.

I submit to harsh winds of the past, the present and maybe the next winter..and await the summers when I might see some light and feel some warmth.

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