I joyfully announce that my story is published at Gobblers/Masticadores//Editores: Manuela Timofte/J re Crivello.
I thank Mr.J re Crivello, Director and founder of Gobblers/Masticadores and his team.
Here is my story:
Glimpses Of The Afterlife…#story
A middle-aged builder was living with his wife and children. One morning, he had a strange dream. In that dream God had come to take him away.
He was not ready to go with God, so he pleaded to God, “Oh God, my wife and children will starve to death behind me. They totally depend on me, so first I will make them independent.
God asked the builder, “is one year enough for you?” …..
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⭐⭐ First language is Roman Konkani (Goan Catholic’s Mother Tongue), second is English , third is Marathi and fourth is Hindi. I miss you all so I’m going to see you once a week🤷
He and she decided to get out of their stressful life and move into their own ancestral home. She had a few doubts in her mind so her mind was shaking.
She was going to re-enter the house she had entered for the first time after marriage. She had many good and bad thoughts.
At last the day dawned, they reached their ancestral home. When she saw the steps of the house, She realised that the house needs people
She was frightened to see those steps because she had completely forgotten that they were not slanting and began to think,”How can I climb so many steps in the last phase of my life?”
He already knew what was going on in her mind and what she can think so he brought a vase of red tulip flowers from the dicky car and kept it on the first step.
She was thinking, Why? What is the purpose of this vase? He recognized her gestures and thoughts without saying a word.
He had brought as many red tulips as there were steps. He took all those red tulips and her hand and promised her.
“In every step of my life, in happiness and in sorrow, in pain and in goodness, I promise to love, support and treat you with respect.”
⭐When something like this happens, strange emotions take over the head and unwanted things happen.This phase comes at some point in everyone’s life. Cultivate your hobbies without giving up. Going out with friends and time is the best medicine for heartache.
I’m pleased to announce that poetry of mine is published at Gobblers/Masticadores//Editores: Manuela Timofte/J re Crivello.
I thank Mr.J re Crivello, Director and founder of Gobblers/Masticadores and his team.
Here is my poetry.
It Is Out Of Control Now…..#Poetry
This first winter makes me aware of the distance between you and me. I do not love life without you but the thirst of the soul is like a fish longing for water….
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