Today, I felt like the whole world had conspired against me. I was not happy. I tagged along with the day’s routines like a zombie, my autopilot in motion moving my body to comply. It was all gloomy.
Needless to say, I had been strong in the last few challenging weeks, I had accepted the avalanches of the turmoil face up without a wince, but when the storm was nearly over the spang of pain began. I didn’t see this coming.
(more…)
There was a man who lived in my neighbourhood. I knew him just like every other child growing in my community at the time. He was a popular figure who was always alone and talk to himself. He lived with his old mother, she was old, vulnerable and frail. She was a popular chef in her younger days and had fed many generations through her food business. She had another son called ‘Old Soldier’. They all lived in a dilapidated bungalow adorned with huge metal pots and traditional wooden stoves. This was their home.
Old soldier was an ex-service man. He suffered post-traumatic stress disorder and his condition was seen as a form of entertainment. (more…)
