Saturday, October 1, 2016
Being a part of any family can be compared to finding a place in the picture. As with the spiders web, it is necessary not to send vibrations through the connecting web else wise the smiles will vanish and there is every chance I would be stung, paralyses or left to rot in my entanglement.
On the other hand, if I remain perfectly still I can take note of the intricacies that bind the web. Character, personalities, friendship, comeradery, protection, support and comfort balance the catchment with differences, temperaments, opinions, beliefs and ethics and origins.
Genetics may be the biological thread but families have more than that. Love is often used. If love is simply a high priority in caring then there is more than enough here. If love is something undefinable then this family is that. If love is the affection between individuals that is as strong as it gets. If love is acceptance then I seem to always have a place here, even if it's in the back row.
The fishing boat rises and falls on the turbulent blue-black sea. One moment I see it, riding high. The next it is barely visible...
Surendra laughs out loud, like a child among friends, his white teeth contrast strongly against his glistening brown skin. It’s not ...
An impish face smiles my way and greats me with a manly handshake that is the dichotomy I face each day when traveling with Surendra....