To the fairies who oversee the wishing fountain in the garden If you exist Please hear this whispered prayer From heart caught in a sinister twist Of lies and deceit Where love once was so sweet Now scars where his lips kissed All warning signs missed One of many on a list Was I just a tryst? One doomed never to last? The questions persist … Continue reading Wishing Fountain
As my mother used to say, “Mimic a duck- act calm and unruffled on the surface, but paddle like crazy underneath. “ -Anonymous Continue reading Ducks
I wish you enough I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how grey the day may appear. I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more. I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting. I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger. My wish … Continue reading I Wish You Enough – By Bob Perks
I sit at a party and watch The music and voices a faint distant call Far away echoes from a forgotten past. Their faces the same. Twinkling eyes Lip’s pulled into smiles upon clear porcelain skin. It’s all so strange – their endless game of charade. I resent it. I resent them. I want to be with the outcast nerd Who wears humanity upon his … Continue reading 2nd October 2008,
I came across some pictures from a trip I took a while ago. I thought I’d share a few of Chishimba Falls. Continue reading Chishimba Falls
Sofia is a thirty year old publicist in London set with the task of writing a book on dating in the twenty first century. Sound ordinary? She is also single, Muslim and wears a hijab. And therein lies the difference.
Unlike most chit-lit protagonists, Sofia Khan is strong, opinionated and wildly romantic without being ditzy. She prays five times a day and wears a veil over her head as a symbol of modesty. And like other girls… Continue reading “Sofia Khan Is Not Obliged”
The thing about old friends is that they are not exactly friends when you meet them in the future.More like familiar strangers at best. It’s like finding your old blanket after many years only to realise it isn’t quite as brightly coloured as you remembered it. It won’t quite go around your shoulders as it used to and did you imagine it ever so … Continue reading Old Friend
We have a heart connection You and I Though I don’t know you Nor you know me We share the same frequency where our thoughts And our emotions collide We have a heart connection That’s what my friend says to me Though the years go by and time make us old Our heart vibrations, they still beat at par So that I will always know you … Continue reading Heart Connection
I think it is a wonderful world inside my head Full of music and emotion Like watching a movie in high definition With surround sound and 3D imagery It moves and vibrates and resonates with my soul My thoughts carried by a free will wind Unfiltered by culture Or social convention Continue reading Inside Out
My dear Nameless,
I know I have said this to you before and I know you think I’m being a tad melodramatic but it is true. The working world is a gigantic glorified playground where I spend a large part of my day soothing infantile tantrums.
What do I do? Continue reading “The Nanny”