Poetry: Friendships

A human being needs people around him, some more than others. All of us have friends and this poem is a celebration of the friendships we have in our lives. 

Like everyone, I too have friends, but most of my closest friends don’t live in the same country as me, but thanks to technology, these days we are as close as we used to be. 

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Friendships

Some have so many that they don’t have time for everyone

While some have just a select few who are there for each other

They are with you through the bad and the good, 

The good ones stay connected always, and with you they always stood

Some friendships go way back and you may not always meet

But when you do, you simply take over from where you last left off in a heartbeat

You know your friends inside out,

You know exactly what makes them scream and shout

Good friends are like diamonds I say, rare to find

But once found, they stay forever in your lives and make it shine

To the friends in my life, thank you for being there for me,

Though I don’t name you, you know who you are, and that’s the key

You are special in ways I can’t define

My friends, stay as you are and always shine 

In My Hands Today…

Hinterland – Caroline Brothers

12159295Two boys are crossing Europe. Only fourteen and eight years old, they have nothing but the clothes on their backs and a dwindling inheritance stitched into the lining of a belt. Their goal is a future they can no longer wait for in Afghanistan, one they hope to find in faraway England.

As they travel, the older, Aryan, teaches his brother Kabir the capitals of the countries they’ll pass through-a way of mapping the course in case anything should happen to separate them. Together they recite a list of cities they can’t yet imagine, so as not to forget the names: Kabul-Tehran-Istanbul-Athens- Rome-Paris-London. Though their journey is filled with moments of boyish wonder and adventure, the two also confront hunger and exhaustion, cold and heat, violence and confusion, and are exploited for their labor and forced to rely on strangers who shouldn’t be trusted.

2018 Week 46 Update

Another week has gone by and the children are almost in the middle of their school holidays.

Last Friday, GG’s school organised a two hour long concert of their school choir plus two other invited schools. It was lovely programme, not because GG was the opening emcee of her choir, but because all the schools sang quite well. Other than the open house in her school next week, this activity will be the last one for her for the school calendar year.

BB is his usual self, playing games on his laptop whenever he can and getting scolded by me! He also started shaving, something I didn’t think I’d see so soon! My baby has become a man! 

In my news, some career expectations I had didn’t come through and I took this to be a sign from the universe that perhaps I should focus more on my freelance business which is what I will do now. I will spend the next month focusing on my family and the children and when the new year rolls around and people start coming back to work, I will start contacting potential clients. 

Have a wonderful Sunday and an awesome week.

In My Hands Today…

The Last Kestrel – Jill McGivering

7857076Ellen Thomas, an experienced war correspondent, returns to Afghanistan’s dangerous Helmand Province on assignment, keen to find the murderer of her friend and translator, Jalil. In her search for justice in a land ravaged by death and destruction, she uncovers disturbing truths.

Hasina, forced by tradition into the role of wife and mother, lives in a village which is taken by British Forces. Her only son, Aref, is part of a network of underground fighters and she is determined to protect him, whatever the cost.

Ellen and Hasina are thrown together – one fighting for survival, the other searching for truth – with devastating consequences for them both.