Sentimental Journeys

Following the scrutiny, my heart sinks at the thought of another scrutiny. I can see my husband talking to the immigration officer. They seem to be arguing. The tall officer’s checks are crimson with either agitation or anger and my husband appears to be defeated. He is gesturing with his hands as if to say… Continue reading

Little cloves stay in their shellsHidden behind the thin layer of skinCovering that keeps them protected and separate,They stem from the same root, but they are fragmentedThey are close, yet distantThey are alike, but different.Like familiar strangers.A clove waits to be used for the benefit of othersGiving flavour and joy wherever it goesHappily being crushed… Continue reading

I hold her hand tightly as we walk through Heathrow airport. The size of it leaves me speechless. I have never seen such a vast place in my entire life. I take measured steps with my daughter by my side, feeling as though, I may lose her in this sea of people. People, who are… Continue reading

Strolling through my neighbourhoodBreathing in the evening air,Full of earth and life. At a distance, I see something glowing.It intrigues me.As I step closer I notice the sky is ablazeA ball of fire deep inside the horizonRustic red with hints of burnt orange and yellowAnd the golden halo at the pinnacleAbove me, the sky is… Continue reading

  Finally! The day I had been waiting for had arrived. My husband applied for a spouse visa and thankfully it has been granted. I am so grateful to the Almighty for this blessing. My heavy tears have now become my happy tears. Tear of joy. As I pack my bag, the thought of leaving… Continue reading

Memories created by the minuteTo last a lifetime.Looking back at them,One smiles with moist eyesThey gladden the soul for having livedThat time was something special. Something to hold and cherishThey were priceless pearls of happy times. Then, after many moments of wrenching the gut,The nostalgia overwhelms and stings the soul.The lost moments wash the cheeksThe… Continue reading

A rose I heldIn my handOur bond grewAs time flewThe rose bloomedLovingly groomedThe night fellFor a story to tellA thunder strokeThe stalk brokeThe rose no moreFor a scar it bore. Continue reading

  Following a scenic ride,We reach the quaint seaside The clouds creating a grey hueUshered by the wind to show the blue.Then, the eyes see,A scene of beauty –This beauty beyond expressionA true gem of a vision The vista goes beyond the viewAnd, over my head, a seagull flewStealing the cakes with prideUnder my hat… Continue reading

  When my uncle visited me, I beseeched him to ask my husband what was causing the delay in taking us to England. Did he not want us to be there with him? Did he not care about me? Forget about me. What about our daughter? She’s growing up without her father. She did not… Continue reading

So blank!It stares at me,Calling me to colour its fibres.A pen between my fingersmy thumb waits to hold it in place-To tell the untold storiesOf love and heartbreakSomething bitter, something sweet. But, it sways from side to side,Needs a thought: a direction.Minutes go by, then hours-Patience wears thin asan inspiration I seek evades. Glaring at… Continue reading