Jul
09
2007
You see Amie I never try to bore people with my conversation and always be good listener. At least people have right to be listened.
Yes… absolutely.
And you know Amie, Johnson fell in love with me coz of this quality and you know tries hard at home to make me speak but I feel so shy when he insists and then jhe ust shruggs his shoulders… hahaha. How stupid I am but it’s what you are, the way you wana live life my dear Amie.
Definelty, Martha. Ok may I leave, I’v some work to do. Bye
Oh darling you… you are leaving so early and still you’ve to tell me about Chris. How he’s doing. I know that talkative man never allows you to speak and carries on with out pause. And you tell me all your worries. I know Amie men are of this sort.
Yes. Ok, see you later.
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Jul
08
2007
He was watching very closely the aging woman at work sewing without any thought of life but the work. Her prominent facial features announec that she must have been a pretty woman some years ago. And it didn’t seem that she was sewing her own clothes as they were of costly nature which made her forget her sorrounding. But sometime the serenity was disturbed when the lady said ” John! are you paying full attention to your work my child? Yes ma, was the answer. A boy of 13 could’nt understand consistance of her mother’s work which she seemed to keep at any cost. The day came when John asked, mom will you get me football this summer? Yes darling but not this summer,hmm surely the next and my baby will play with mama. John again believed as he has been for many summers, hoping the next summer will be better than the prvious ones. Next summer brought no new football but funeral of the lady passed away as the gentle souls leave the world without creating noise. The death of mother brought half shelterless boy to road where he’d find livelihood and future. Taunts, rejections and indifferent attitude of people made him stronger. He very soon understood the secret of his mother’s dedication to work and the mission she had in her eyes; to get her fatherless son a successful man. He knows why mama always refused to eat when john was having dinner, preferred to wear torn clothes on Xmas by saying, “I never get comfortable in new clothes my son, I don’t need them but wana see Johny wearing new shirt’. John with the image of his mother carried on all what he never wanted to do…The door bell broght him back to the world but before going to the door he just uttered:”At last! I’m rich and famous but what are fame and riches to me without her…”
