My heart is like
a waterless well. You throw a piece of rock and wait for the sound of the rock
splashing on the water below, but you don’t hear anything. You try to throw in
more and more rocks but there’s not a sound. The well is dry and very deep and
practically useless. It even poses a danger. You’d want to just cover it up to
avoid wasting the space but covering the hole would cost so much time, energy
and you don’t have enough soil. You’d choose to just leave it as is and surround
it with signs so others would be warned. It is left abandoned. It stays there-
empty, useless and dangerous… No one cares about it. No one wanted to figure
out why there’s no water under there. No one wondered whether it once had
limitless flow of clean water and how useful it once was. Surely something
happened to that well. But no one cared to figure it out… they just went to dig
another well that serves its purpose. So this empty well stays empty. No one
cared... No one figured out why… No one really tried.
BJO’s 7th birthday
-
My eldest son just turned 7. As has been the tradition of our family, I
baked his birthday cake and prepared all the food for the party. It is
very tirin...
0 comments:
Post a Comment