Dream come true

Lilies were my favourite flowers. Pristine white, gentle and virgin. So when I saw them in a dream, I knew it meant something. The dark, broody sea lord walked up to me with the bunch. The fish formed a silver halo around us, sealing in the magic. He gently lifted both his arms in a prayer…

The afternoon ritual

Morning walks are popular for millions of reasons – the crisp air, the dew fresh flowers and the chirping of birds. But afternoon walks – that’s pure luxury!  I have never been a morning person, so I enjoy a brisk walk with my pet dog Woofy, after I feast on my fancy breakfast of pancakes, maple…

The Sunset Love Diaries #6

I took her hands in mine, her wrists wore bruise bangles. I took her drooping head in my hands and lifted her chin up, her eyes were empty, sore and tired, very tired. ‘It’s OK,’ I said as I placed her head gently on my chest, my heart beating faster than ever, ‘We’ll get through…

The Sunset Love Diaries #4

What can I say, ‘she sets my heart ablaze! It is so difficult to get through the day, my head heavy with her thoughts, deliciously fragrant, super delicate and saccharine sweet. And the sunset, gosh why does it take a whole night and day for another one!’ ‘Sunsets have a special place in my life now….

The Sunset Love Diaries #3

It was a cloudy evening. The sun and clouds were playing hide and seek. The breeze was crisp, cool and refreshing. The kind that makes you forget all your worries. We were both waiting to view the sunset, sitting three inches closer on our third date. ‘You know why I love sunsets?’ she asked me,…

The Sunset Love Diaries #2

I plucked a beautiful flower for her today. A ravishing red rose. As I walked towards the spot where we met, I smiled each time my sight fell on the rose, I counted a total of 7 times. She was waiting for me, sitting impatiently on the makeshift seat on the walled fence overlooking the mountain….

The Sunset Love Diaries #1

‘Just remember, I will only meet you at sunset,’ she said. ‘Don’t follow me, try to contact me in any way, anytime during the day.’ I looked at her as she laid out the rules. Her eyes and words matched, both were lucid…words were harsher. I nodded silently, taken aback by the turn of events….

Drama in the sky

The sun melts, a burning furnace once, and bequeaths its glory, in a million moody colours, to the vast forgiving sky that filters it’s scathing anger hurled at the lesser mortals below. The moon quietly enters the scene, coy, cool and very welcome. Slowly, the mood changes. It soothes the scorched sky, kissing it with haloed clouds,…