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A Guilt Feeling Being a Wrong Role Model

The ways of expressing my love towards my aunt and uncle are bit different from others. I express the love by creating movies and slideshows on nieces and nephews and of course, on uncle and aunt. I also never forget to get my aunt and uncle (both are sweet diabetic) their favorite cakes and sweets once or twice in a week. At a cursed moment, I decided to create a slideshow for her, scanning all the old photos from her treasured archive. Finally, after a few days of scanning and photo editing, I created it and showed it to them. Aunt was really happy to see her old black and white photos on TV with nostalgic music as BGM. Uncle too enjoyed watching it with a smiling face. She keeps my videos and slideshows in a special steel box and takes care of them like her jewels. She never shied away from showing her jewels to the visitors and thus making me proud. On those days, while I was creating the slide show, she told me to add my photos too in that. It was not a difficult task. Happily, I…

With Age Comes No Wisdom

“It is better to leave a developing country and settle down in a developed one for a brighter future” a pastor who was visiting my aunt’s house said to me. “I love to be in a developing country because it is only where I can touch, see and feel the ‘development’ “I retorted. Do you know what is the biggest burden of old - okay, it is not right to use the word ‘old’- 50 or 60 plus young people? It is younger, wandering, aimless youngsters (like me). So if a young chap with a smiling face without any decent or ‘reputed’ job (like me) comes in front of these settled 50 or 60 plus young men, he definitely invites trouble. He gets showered with the most freely available thing on this planet: advice. Settled people call it practical tips but in reality, they are none other than advices. Kerala, my home state is basically a settling place. No one works here because there is literally no work in this beautiful place! Kerala is a safe and peaceful haven for people who had made their fortunes ab…

A Man Who Walks on Edge

He seemed like a moving silhouette in the evening sun. I was standing near to the highway talking to one of my friends near his uncle’s wood mill. I was randomly watching that figure even while my friend was talking nonstop to me. That shadowed figure was walking on the edge of the highway and was moving closer and closer towards us. “I think he gets hit by a truck or a bus” I told my friend, pointing my finger to that man and interrupting his talk. “Oh, this guy…he is a regular passerby this way” my friend replied. By the time my friend paused his chatter, the shadowy figure- a tall, fair, young man- had reached near to us. His sunglass was too thick and dark which covered his eyes completely. He stopped after listening to our talks and looked at us. “Lottery, sir? He asked me. I was staring at his sunglasses and my eyes were trying to penetrate his shades curiously. “I’m blind sir…” his abrupt words amazed me. “Oh well, I was wondering how you are managing without a white cane” I exp…