Monday, April 25, 2011
Father with a sick child (7/12/2009)
We are in constant conflict within ourselves related to the moment we have lived and the moment we are to live. The span of time considered may vary but the child and the father constantly live through in one relation of happened and to happen. I wanted to live back in my childhood with a variety of feelings nevertheless predominated by the shades of blue. There is no remorse but neither is there the feeling of great happiness. The truth is, I feel like clinging on to my past till I am tired and let-go. And then another bout of passion surges within me to trail my bygone days.
We are in constant conflict within ourselves related to the moment we have lived and the moment we are to live. The span of time considered may vary but the child and the father constantly live through in one relation of happened and to happen. I wanted to live back in my childhood with a variety of feelings nevertheless predominated by the shades of blue. There is no remorse but neither is there the feeling of great happiness. The truth is, I feel like clinging on to my past till I am tired and let-go. And then another bout of passion surges within me to trail my bygone days.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
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