Aaid is 72, a Rohingya refugee. His wife and grandson were shot during the perilous journey from Myanmar to Bangladesh. During his get-away from men with knives, he saw a little boy crying along the street while there was a house burning nearby; the boy was calling for his mom and dad who were nowhere ...
A wise Buddhist said something along these lines: when you add a spoon full of salt in a glass of water, the water becomes unbearably salty. But, when you put that same amount of salt into a lake, it makes no difference. It is a lesson for when we feel drowned in our own sorrow ...
Her name is Raahila*. She is twelve years old. I could imagine her being at school right now, making the big step to go to secondary school. But she’s not. And when she looks straight at me, I can almost feel the pain in her eyes. She’s a refugee whom just weeks ago escaped the ...
On our daily sunset game drive, already circling around for quite some time. Suddenly the radio cackles, apparently there is a coalition of young lions on its way. We take up the hunt. It is pitch dark, we feel we are alone with nothing but the sounds of the African bush. Suddenly our tracker switches ...
The old downtown of Yangon is the place to soak up the authentic atmosphere of the city with its long, narrow and perpendicular streets losing yourself in the constant buzz, deliberate chaos, various smells, a multitude of colours, strange noises and a mixture of architecture. I strolled through these streets numerous times for long hours. ...
Is your horizon too wide? Is it tiresome to always see the whole picture? Tunnelize your vision NOW! Introducing the revolutionary Tunnel-Izr! Guaranteed tunnel vision from the second you put on your new patented Tunnel-Izr! After 3 months of regular use, your peripheral vision will permanently diminish and in just one year it will be ...
We either didn’t know where Ella was born nor exactly when. It was said that she probably was a Podenco mix from Spain. We’ve found her in an animal shelter where she was waiting for a family to give her a home. She was found tied in front of a supermarket where somebody abandoned her. ...
My Dear (or should I say my Dearest, but I guess that would not be adequate anymore, although terms of endearment have nothing to do with emotions or lack thereof, in my opinion), you’re asking me what brought me to my nuclear decision (your words, not mine), terminating our relationship. Well, here we go… you ...
But then what if you are not? Almost 20 years ago, Igor N. (texting in the photograph), now 42, left his native town an hour’s train ride from Moscow, because he thought he could be the one who would make it. After generations of failed artists of various arts in the family, it looked like ...
We are black and white. We are the sky and the earth. We are a man and a woman. All together. Different, but same. We are the love and the hatred, glued together. Nothing will ever separate us. That’s the way it’s supposed to be, so stop fighting, stop crying, stop resisting. It’s time to ...
Rare are the moments of true beauty and our sleepy heads miss the glorious sunrises almost every morning. The perfect lighting for which photographers would pay for, and the calmness and peace surrounding eternity. By the sea, only seagulls would share this moment of reflection with the awoken human eyes. The pastel colors appear like ...
What would life be without memories? How could we survive in the present without the experiences we learned from the past? It seems so obvious for us that we don’t give much thought to it. Memories are part of us, it is up to us to decide how we interpret them, what kind of value ...
a croissant with strawberry jam (not home made, but very decent), a glass of freshly pressed orange juice and a cappuccino. your preferred breakfast (late, at half past ten) in a café just off town centre, served by your usual, yet not very friendly, waiter. no tip, of course. and the entire day ahead. what’s ...
If you really feel you are Mick Jagger, does it matter that you are actually not? This is a weekend challenge story.
There’s no time too long to stand, do nothing but stare in front of you. To contemplate things and expect no outcome. Note your conjectures down. See them proven wrong. Hear unfamiliar voices and try to make sense of them. And fail spectacularly yet again.
Barman at Café Belga. The slow hours, just after lunch-time. I ordered a cappuccino and the barman said « Wait and watch how I make it! » So I did. Waited and watched. He showed me how to put the palm-tree design in the milk foam on the top. Then, when he saw my appreciation, ...
In 2016, Belgium celebrated the 150 years of friendship with Japan by building a beautiful Japanese design from flowers. More than 100 volunteers assembled this famous tourist attraction in four hours. Every two years Brussels’ Grand Place gets covered by a flower carpet consisting of nearly one million begonias.
It’s a good position. I’ll win this game. And then I’ll be depressed. It’s a bad position. I’ll lose. But then I will know precisely who is to blame. Not me, for sure. I usually remember if play with white or black. If that Tuesday afternoon on the 17th of June 1986 I move queen ...
for one moment it almost looked like as if the day might have turned out not altogether too bad.
“Good morning,” they wished to each other. “What a lovely day, don’t you think?” continued the blue one while stretching her little wings. “I thought of visiting the red rose in Ms Potter’s garden, she looks so gorgeous and delicious in sunny days like these. Would you care to join me?” replied the spotted one ...
The beauty and the wonderful can exist anywhere. You can find them in the beauty of water. You can find them in the beauty of snow. I know it’s hard to find the beauty of someone you like. I have to remind myself of that every day. I will always.
Questions still linger The jury is out Looks likes that’s their place of preference. Two is a crowd But three’s needed for a conversation Even if one’s never heard.
Jump of the bench. Rise and fly. Return to place. Go back to bench. Jump up to find third nail, jump again, return to bench. Shuffle away. Go back and sit down. Everything is full of wonders.
He stands beside you, and you smell his breath. You smell the compost of the wormy tree roots and the sweat of his hands. You realize that the tree trunk is also moving, gently loping forward as the days grow longer and longer. The tree moves because it knows time is coming.
Dream on a beach was never about getting a massage or feeling younger or beautiful. They were about getting a dream. It was either going on a meditation retreat in Greece for two weeks or meditating in an old van in the wilderness for a week. She’d dreamed of both.
My neighbour’s son is holding an old and visibly very damaged ring frisbee in his mouth, crawling with it, on all fours, across the huge lawn at the back of their house, the size some people would grow crops on. He is all by himself. He’s eleven, if I’m not mistaken. I have a perfect …
He’d never seen one, although he’d imagined them. The image of the angel clinging to the walls of the stable with burning wings, screaming at the darkness—it still made him shudder, despite the knowledge that the thing wasn’t real.
Humans love dreaming. Most mammals love dreaming. Birds seem to have nightmares. All animals use dreams. If you think you’re going to sleep when you’re awake, you’re probably dreaming. You’re probably dreaming.
Is this genuine? __ Words memorised. Someone else’s words. Long sentences, but then — beautiful ones. __ Makeup they put on me. Too many bulbs around the mirror, but we all had to do it, so it was okay. __ Cues. I need to remember my cues, so I can speak when I’m supposed to. …
He said “Let’s think it over. This is crazy.” She said “Let me think. What’s the time?” He said “It’s a precious thing we have here.” She said “Anyway.” He said “It’s just that we handle frustration poorly.” She said “It’s too late. This cannot be undone.” He said “Please don’t say that.” She said …
“He likes being around us. Looks like he feels very comfortable. Just watching the kids play ball. He’s always quiet. When we go for a walk he often stays a little behind. But never stays too far for too long. And there’s a sense of him always watching out for us. But then, he won’t …
After sunset. Not much after. Might’ve been before. * With that light off Night would come easier. * Considering. Necessary but not sufficient. * Suspended. At your mercy. And the sea will envelope you, No matter what.
The way she kissed him, all the eroticism and tenderness, and he found his answer, his vow, his vow to her.
Crows at shoulder height sitting on a fence. I shiver as I pass them. They scrutinise me, their eyes say “you’re in our debt.” They’re frozen, I realise. Things around them are in motion, all’s a blur. The fence has faded into a perfect mid-grey, but they’re still there, very black, suspended in time. I …
WARNING! Zelma went missing on Nov 11. Not a day too early, frankly. Last seen in Heywood park to the horror of pigeons and small children. Be very careful in the neighbourhood! Female with tiger-tail and a matching flair for murder. Will purr her way into your house and take your loved ones hostage. Needs …
“He won’t move from the window. Has been staring out for an hour now.” “Is that a problem?” “I think he’s frustrated.” “Oh, okay. That’s all, you think?” “That’s all? You know he cannot handle frustration.” “There’s no harm in staring out the window.” “He’s not contemplating the scenery. He’s barely conscious.” “He’ll come around.” …
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