Tapping into the Collective Conscious
As a kid, did you ever play the game where you started a story by saying one sentence and a friend or sibling would continue by saying another sentence and another friend or a sibling would continue by saying another and so on? The story would take on a life of its own, and its end product would be a result of its countless contributors.
Well, I would like to do that, but virtually. Click on COMMENTS at the end of this post and you will see the first sentence and subsequent sentences to what will hopefully become a published book. I would like you to write the next sentence.
My hope is that we would be able to get collaborators from every corner of the world to contribute a sentence to the book. The more global, the better!
Now, here’s where the something BIGGER part comes in: I envision publishing this book and directing the proceeds from the sales of its publication to the Global Fund to Fight AIDS, Tuberculosis and Malaria. The Global Fund (http://www.theglobalfund.org) was created to dramatically increase resources to fight these devastating diseases, which kill over 6 million people each year.
The only rules are these:
* Write a sentence in the COMMENTS section that logically follows the one before it. (It could be a one-word sentence. It could be a 20-word sentence. No contribution is too big or too small.) Have fun! Purposefully, I have not designated a theme or tonality to this book. It’s up to us to develop the plot, one person and one sentence at a time.
* When you post, please include the following information: your name (if you don't want to include your last name, that's cool), age, city and country, and who you would like to dedicate the book to and why (in 10 words or less). You will see that I have done so in mine.
* Finally, pass this link along to anyone who you think would like to contribute.
As with any book, there needs to be a deadline. So, I’m setting the deadline to be midnight EST on World Aids Day (Dec. 1, 2007).
I encourage you to check back periodically to track the progress. And encourage your friends to visit.
Thanks in advance!
179 comments:
She smiled ever so slightly.
Name: Ann M. Mack
Age: 31
City/Country: New York, New York (USA)
Dedicated to: My grandma. May your legacy of selflessness live on ...
The air had that crisp feel to it that only happens in late Fall, and the sun was just peeking through the trees.
Name: Lori L. Leach
Age: 33
City/Country: New York, New York (USA)
Dedicated to: Everyone striving to make a difference in our world
As she stepped onto the front porch, she gazed upon the world she had built over the years upon which life and death, happiness and sadness, laughter and tears, triumph and defeat would from time to time flow like a raging river overwhelming her; yet she embraced it with open arms for she knew that no matter how sweet or bitter life may have been this was the place she loved her husband, raised their children and saw the future in the eyes of their children's children.
Name: Ernie Prospero
Age: 30something
City/Country: Astoria, New York (USA)
Dedicated to: To all my friends and family who love me unconditionally even though I drive them all nuts
Reaching down to pick up the morning paper, her finger traced the unusual yellow ribbon that bound the news of the day; but could this be a simple yellow ribbon or was this the beginning of what unfolded many moons ago when she was but a young woman embarking on a hidden adventure?
Name: Libby Medrano
Age: 37
City/Country: San Francisco, CA (USA)
Dedicated: To all my loved ones who have let me grow at my own pace
She looked closer at the ribbon and there was a tiny note attached with her name and in parentheses said to “please read in private.”
Rita Kline
Age: 32
City/Country: San Francisco, CA (USA)
Dedicated: To my mom because she is an extraordinary lady!
Surveying the neighborhood, she was startled by her neighbor, Reynold, as he sleepily walked to his 1964 brown El Dorado tripping over his son's bike in the front lawn.
Regaining her composure, she unfolded the note and read the words that would change everything.
Name: John D. Mack
Age: 38
City/Country: Nolensville, TN
Dedicated to: My little sister
"Meet me by the lake this afternoon, 4pm," the scribbled writing said, "and bring the photos."
Name: Nate Elliott
Age: 31
Place: Berlin, Germany
She twisted the ribbon around her index finger until the tip turned blue.
Name: Eric Robertson
Age: 30
City/Country: New York, NY
Dedicated to: My friends
She hadn't been able to bring herself to look at the photos in years.
Paralyzed by the fear of seeing those photos again, she stood still on the porch.
"Why?" She asked herself over and over as she racked her brain for some hint, some clue, some rational piece of information that would help explain why her world had just been so suddenly and unexpectedly turned upside-down.
Name: Julie B. Sonkin
Age: 24
City/Country: New York, New York (USA)
Dedicated to: ERob
How could anybody know about the photos unless Sam told somebody prior to his death?
Name: Jennifer Hamilton
Age: 31
City/Country: New York, New York
Dedicated to: People with AIDS, Tuberculosis and Malaria.
And then before she knew it, the floodgates of her memory opened: bright colors, foreign smells and the taste of curry burned in her mouth.
Name: Lois Saldana
Age: 23
City/Country: Long Island City, New York
Dedicated to: Francia Sanchez
How was it that she was once so young and reckless?
"Pull yourself together," she said outloud, wiping away the tear that was making its way down her cheek.
Name: Alyson Valpone
Age: 22
City/Country: Sea Girt,NJ (USA)
Dedicated to: My mom. I don't know what I would do without her!
Stupid tears! She really thought she was finished shedding tears over Sam and there she was, yet again, letting him get to her even though he was six feet under.
Name: Madeline M. Costanzo
Age: 32
City/Country: McLean, Virginia (USA)
Dedicated to: My mom. The strongest person I know.
Why had Sam come into her life? She had never loved and, at the same time hated one person so much.
Keirsten
Age:36
City/Country: Cleveland, OH
Dedicated to: My dad
She heard a commotion from within the house and knew that she had to continue on with her day and deal with this mysterious note later.
Rachel P. Sheriff
Age: 29
City/Country: New York, NY
Dedicated to: Emma
Even though her thoughts start to race through her mind and the strings still attached to her aching heart are being strung like a tightly tuned harp as she remembers how different things were suppose to be than how they are now.
Then she realized, after reading the note over again, everything happens for a reason, maybe Sam was actually watching over her and new that something good could come out of this mystery.
Annie turned around and walked back into her house. Hearing the hardwood floor crack under her bare feet made her feel somewhat safe even though she had a nervous and anxious pang in the middle of her chest and a pit in the bottom of her stomach. She gently placed the mail on the table in the foyer and slowly walked toward the kitchen.
"Who wants pancakes?" Annie calls to her still-sleeping teenage grandkids.
Anne Clarke
Age: 29
City/Country: Vail CO
Dedicated to: Another day of living
She dropped the grddile twice before realizing the string was still tighly wound around her now purple and bruised finger.
Name: Selina Cicogna
Age: 30
City/Country: New York, New York (USA)
Dedicated to: Everyone who has loved and lost and truly understands the meaning of both.
"This must be what my heart looks like", she thought as she slowly unwound the ribbon and placed it in her pocket.
"Grandma, Grandma, you're burning the pancakes!" said her grandaughter, Sarah, as she walked into the kitchen wiping sleep from her eyes.
The recipe was simple, yet when her mother first taught her it took months to perfect: one cup of flour, one egg and milk to taste. By now the thin, crepe-like pancakes were her signature breakfast, accessorized nicely by a host of flavors. Lemon juice and sugar, jam and butter, nutella and bananas or just plain old maple syrup.
Karima Rasul
Age: 23
Hometown: Vancouver
Dedicated to: my grandmother, who always ate her pancakes with lemon juice and sugar
When cleaning up from breakfast she caught a glimpse of Caroline’s face (one of her grandchildren), and she couldn’t help but let her mind wander to little Eric. Thoughts of burning pancakes turned to guilt, as she wondered what would become of him now that Sam was dead.
caroline jackson
age 28
new york
dedicated to: eric robertson (BFF)
But then again, Sam was always known to be prepared for every scenario and he would surely have thought it through before taking such a risk.
Name: cj
Age: 23
City/Country: Karachi, Pakistan
Dedicated to: Grand-pere
But then again humans, even Sam are fallable and so began the beginning of an extraordinary set of circumstances
But then again, she didn't HAVE to go to the lake at four, if she really didn't want to. Or she could destroy the photos and say she didn't have them anymore. But were they hers to destroy?
Something smelt a little fishie...
"enough of Sam!" she shouted to herself. "The day is still young, and he would want me to get on with my life" she though to her self, full with energy and rising hope. "Come on kids! ready to go on the hiking trip?" with that she finished the wraping and packing the last sandwich into her big bag. Lauri and Eric would be waiting for them in the cabin at the top of the mountain.
She unconsciously looks up the staircase... her mind already upstairs... opening a small wooden box hidden in her closet... a old cigar box containing 4 black and white photos, a engagement ring long forgotten and a locker key...
She says to herself... do I really want to open Pandora’s box
Arnold Felix Fabella
35
Dubai, UAE
he was at the lake... looking at those same pictures... he knows she had to go away... he just wanted to watch bad tv, listen to bad music, drive bad cars... she should have been there for the moment...
Dedicated to le meow. she's away.
She should've been there with him. But as fate would have it, he had sent out the yellow ribbon note days before, days before he knew he would be a coward and drive into the lake.
Name: Toni
Age: 30
City/Country: Manila, Philippines
Dedicated to: All those who want to go beyond whispering
When she went to the lake, she saw no one there except for an envelope, which was tide to the bench with the same ribbon she got this morning. She looks around to still find that no one is insight. She opens the envelope to only find a poem that started with "So this is Heaven". She reads outloud " Where everyone longs to be.. Surrounded by millions of angels, but my angel is not here with me.. i can see your face so clearly, i can still feel your touch.. your tears are breaking my heart, your smile is what i miss so much.. Keep on smiling forever, Live, Love and dream.. Its how ive always known you, so never let go of your gleam.. yes i promised to love you till death do us part.. But this is all untrue, it is but a lie.. cause until now im screaming i adore you from deep within my heart.. i'm sure you can hear me, please heal the wound inside.. allow me to send you an angel, to protect you and stay by your side.. Be happy where ever you are, laugh, sing and dance.. watching you from heaven is by far the sweetest romance.. The world may be tough to handle, sometimes too painful to bare.. So hold my hand and promise me, of yourself to take good care.."
Samar Ameer
23
Manama, Bahrain
Dedicated to my best friend H.S. for the love and time to help me heal
like dream , she closed her eyes and hear the song of the wind, she opened her arms and she felt the freedom which it always dreams to have ...
Sadly that optimistic mood was short lived.
for Mehdi, friend who i will never loose , friend who make me smile when i m said , who make me proud of my self , my religion and my family.thanks.
however, things were about to change and she could feel it!
she is lost now , and no one can help , she return to the reality and she must fight the truth...
Or should she? How do you measure truth? In which dimension is reality a recognizable quantifiable constant?
In the dimension where dreams become her reality.
she stopped and said to herself: who am I really? and what am I doing here out of nowhere...? and who are all those people that are controlling my life and emotions just by the click of a mouse? a tear dropped from her left eye as she screams loudly : LEAVE ME ALOOOONE
alone is how she felt; but not lonely. lonely is the feeling you get when you have fought with yourself she thought. right now she was her own best friend ... she had to be ...
Name: Shereen
Age: 31
City/Country: Vienna, Austria
Dedicated to: Anna M., the strongest woman I know.
With so few people she loved left in this cruel world, would she ever know who sent the mysterious yellow ribbon and why??
Before she could ponder the question much longer, the clear blue sky that was, suddenly transformed into dark thundering clouds and the sky opened it's arms and cried out with all its fury.
Name: Rasika Fernandes
Age: 27
Country: India
She could see the lightening flash, the thunder sent a shiver down her spine. She closed her eyes and let the tears toll down her cheek - the tears mixed with sharp raindrops and flashflood of memories.
the memories were so intense that she started crying enen more. Then suddenly she realized that this was not healthy and that she has to get herself back together...
Name: Hala
Age: 26
City/Country: Beirut, Lebanon
Dedicated to all who are trying to help others
...but the only way she could control her tears was to dig deep and bring back those magical memories she had of the time she spent with Sam
Sam! was that his real name or just an alias he was known by!
suddenly she woke up in chinatown, in a dark narrow alley, on the floor, gun in the hand, Sam talking to her directly in the ear via the inter-com.
is he alive? is she day-dreaming!
The bustling noise of thousands - no billions - of Chinese on their way to a diligent and productive day at work snapped her out of it.
Name: Kurt B. Geiger
Age: 43
City/Country: Stockholm, Sweden
Dedicated to: Neo
Whichever of the two options she gave herself was true, it was happening, and it was happening now, so she had to see it through and it was at the exact moment she made that decision that she also saw a face that didn't belong there, "Lucy?" she remembered the name.
you are the shadow of my soul, every step you take gives me a golden reflection .It is scary , i never knew why this shadow was hunting me; till one day i got introduced to him slightly and it turned out to be my conscious............
you are the shadow of my soul, every step you take gives me a golden reflection .It is scary , i never knew why this shadow was hunting me; till one day i got introduced to him slightly and it turned out to be my conscious............
Lucy! It suddenly dawned on her that Lucy was the only person Sam would have trusted enough with their secret...which would explain the yellow ribbon...how could she have forgotten the significance of the yellow ribbon? It was that same ribbon that bound the next note she found on her doorstep, instructing her to go to China- and so here she was again after so many years...she looked nervously at her watch, in a couple of hours it would be four...would she manage to catch even a glimpse of him this time, would she recognise him she wondered, after all he had only just been born when she saw him last.
Barbara knew she had to act fast. After all, she only had two hours left before facing her life's biggest secret. What should I do? She kept asking herself over and over.
Her eyes flickered suddenly and she was taken back to that very day she last saw Sam. Bound & gagged with the same yellow ribbon, she could do nothing to help Sam from being kidnapped.
Name: Mike Pantelides
Age : 31
City: London, UK
Dedecated to: My mother
She felt sick at the prospect of losing Sam but it could just be the left over burito she finished off this morning after scraping off the mould.
Lost in contemplation, she didn't see the clouds enveloping the sky above her. She didn't feel the air turning heavier, chillier around her. She didn't hear the ruffled rumblings of earth's creatures rushing for refuge. So, when the torrential rains hit her face, it was a sudden jolt. She knew she risked her safety but how could she not wait for him?
She ran into the wet and busy streets, desperately trying to find a cab. Her hair, soaking wet from the rain blocked her vision. There were people everywhere, it was chaos. She needed to get to him, she needed to do it now, there was no turning back. Out of no where she hears the faint thud of running footsteps...as she's about to turn around she feels a sharp pain on her head....as she falls to the floor, rapidly losing consciousness, she wonders how they found her...how did they know??
As the numbness was worn away by the raindrops, she squinted, lifted her heavy head slightly and placed her palm under it to cushion the pain. She felt the slightly coagulated warm blood on her palms and wondered if she was dreaming...
SAM!
Name: Nayla Yehia
Age: 23
City/Country: Beirut, Lebanon
As Barb squinted through the merciless downpour, there he was intently gazing at her. His eyes were not fiery-green or devastating-blue, rather a generic-brownish/black. They were calming yes rather than heart-stopping...like a still sea prior to the quintessential storm. "Sam?" she asked.
She held her breath. All those thoughts and memories rushing through her head as if her life was being played in fast forward from her birth to this instant. She did not know what to think next...she opened her mouth hoping the right words come out.
But nothing did... she was terrified
She thought, the worst part about having memories is not nostalgia, it's much worst it's that one cannot choose sides.
Name: Rania
Age: 27
Country: Switzerland
Dedicated to: people far far away
That's why cats apparently have nine lives....cats have short-term memory so every time they jump, every time they take a risk, they have no fear, they are untainted by past failure, they go for it. That very moment, a skinny black cat pranced by. Sam liked cats, especially black cats. Serendipity? Is the universe sending me a sign?
Distracted by the cat, she lost sight of Sam.
Name: Nicole Gramigna
Age: 20
City: White Plains, NY
Dedicated to: my Nana
Its only took one man to change the world but it took the power of one world to save its people. Nature is all we have to cherish cause when she is gone so are we...................
Zarina
Age:22
Country: England
...going to be honest and open or are we afraid to show the world who we really are? It is better to be hated for who you are, than to be loved for someone you are not...
So many thoughts entered Barbara's mind as she tried to search for Sam again, to see where he could have gone, to know if it was really him that she saw.
Name: Mitzi
Age: 28
City/Country: Manila, Philippines
Dedicated to: My Gel, for being my inspiration, my strength & my Love =)
She walked out into the rain soaked, bustling streets, so alien and yet somehow so familiar. Was this China or its nemesis, Hong Kong? She searched for familiar tones .. mandarin or cantonese, hoping desperately for the latter, she
As she walked down those streets, she remembered a page of a book she had received from Sam. Lucy had given it to her many years later. It contained a paragraph from a book that would be written many years in the future called Shantaram. He had scrawled across the page I love you, just as much as he loved Karla.
She still remembered what the paragraph on the page had read. 'I love you, Karla,' I said when we were alone again. 'I loved you the first second i saw you. I think i've loved you for as long as there's been love in the world. I love your voice. I love your face. I love your hands. I love everything you do, and i love the way you do everything. It feels like magic when you touch me. I love the way your mind works, and the things you say. And even though it's all true, all that, i don't really understand it, and i can't explain it - to you or to myself. I just love you. I just love you with all my heart. You do what God should do: you give me a reason to live. You give me a reason to love the world.'
(Rayomand. Bombay. India. This is dedicated to Nisha who is a powerfully addictive beautiful woman with a love for reading.)
Everything felt so foreign and unfamiliar. Time was slipping away and four o'clock was approaching. How would she get there? Would she get there on time?
Her curiosity was getting the best of her. She closed her eyes. She willed herself to be at the lake. Rain was still pouring on her. It was warm and soothing. Barb opened her eyes. She was standing knee deep in the lake. The dimming sun made her squint. Standing at the lake shore was the shadow of a man luminated by the orange descending sun.
Dedicated to:
All the free spirits out there.
Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.
As she looked again he was gone. The shadow replaced by emptiness.
Name: Jameela
Age: 37
Country: USA (SC)
dedicated: To my husband-the bravest man I know.
now that she is gazing outsie her house, feeling empty and feeling lost,suddenly she realises that with out her partner she will never be complete as a person ....losing your conscious is relevant to losing your souland mastermind........
i lost him she screamed out loud!! humans are funy in theire nature, they do not appreciate what they have till they lose it, if u were my conscious one day ;then please alow me to be yours and i will save your soul from my misery by telling you to always stay away from me as i caused you so much harm and di not appreciate your gratitude towars me;eventought i am going to suffer but this is what loves about ,protecting the ones you love from the ones that can harm.And then she burst into tears and suddenly an angel flew by her and told her , i would like to inform you that you are born again !!as from this moment you are a human who is starting to understandwhat is humanity about................. since this moment she was saved so was he............................
life is not what it seems its what u make it. smile at life and life smiles back.....
Curiosity grew in her heart and she looked up at the sky, searching for a glimpse of the sun.
but instead heard the comforting rumbling of thunder, and its source - a black cloud pregnant with fresh rain, rolling into her field of vision
A perfect thunderhead over the sky, was it the beginning of a hidden adventure or the end of an affair?
Name: Sebastian Codeseira
Age: 32
City/Country: Buenos Aires, Argentina
Dedicated to: My grandfather.
still falling....not sure if im ready to let go yet... stuck in time... my saviour is my death wisher..... Alas! the heart keeps beating..the mind keeps thinking..time keeps running out..... and my eyes.....keep searching...
Age:24
City/Country: Karachi, Pakistan
Dedicated to: The one who taught me everyhting and then destroyed me in the end.
Anxiously I began this course
With life my awe grew even worse
Unwillingly returned with force
What was the point, I ask my source
Name: Omer Shah
City/Country: Karachi, Pakistan
Dedicated to: Everyone striving to make a difference in our world. Originally by Omar Khayyam ~~
its feels funny to feel the funny feeling shes feeling.
it feels funny to feel the funny feeling she is feeling.
In the distance she could hear church bells tolling - once, twice, three times - drifting across the sky like tired birds.
name: martin bihl
city/country: NYC USA
dedicated to: my kids
And she couldn't believe what she saw next.
A reflection of her..As if she was looking in the mirror of her own mind and soul..What would this be?!
She got lost in that image, it was a vision of the turmoil inside her; hurt, despair, she saw nothing positive - it was a result of what all she had gone through in the past 2 months.
Name: Usman
Age: 26
City/Country: Karachi, Pakistan
Dedicated to: My Crazy. Hope you get through this rut.
Amazingly enough, no individuals were to blame, it was just the system and machinery of a large greedy organisation that had completely shattered her.
'Now's the time for change', she muttered.
She snapped back to her self and saw her watch read 3:55.
Name: Courtney Kuehn
Age: 26
From: Minneapolis, MN/USA
Dedicated to: people who want to do good and help spread good in the world
The Mona Lisa was not nearly as eloquent; the barely perceptible upturn of her lips formed a wellspring of mysterious promise.
Hey you, stop procreating... yes you.
Name: Matt
Age: 25
City: NYC
Dedicated to: The Human Entity.
The sky, the lake did not look much different from that afternoon near Lake Oyster. It was a lazy summer afternoon which is still vivid in her memory.
Name: Kumar
Age: 35
City/Country: Tokyo, Japan
Dedicated to: Everyone standing together for mankind
And then, she realized that it made no difference...
Her heart skipped a beat when, in the distance, she saw someone approaching.
She didn't know why... she didn't know how... but she suddenly felt (for lack of anyother word) horny...hornier than she'd ever been in years... she was completelt arroused to point that she was completely enveloped in the shivers & spasms os a beautiful orgasm from no where.
Name: Arrvinda Salwatura
Age: 24
Country: Sri Lanka
Dedicated to the rest of my life - "may it be full of travels & awesome people"
The approaching man was wearing Wellington boots, a traditional fisherman’s Macintosh over a pullover and faded jeans with the hood pulled up over his head to protect him from the impending rain. She tried to see if she could see his face, but the hood was pulled down and he walked with his head lowered, she could make out a square set jaw and the remnant of a half smoked cigarette clenched between his lips with the tip occasionally glowing brightly as he drew on it. As he got closer, he took the cigarette out of his mouth and tossed it onto the ground, “Are you Annie?” he said.
She said nothing, her mind was racing – who is he? Do I know him? What does he want?
Annie could smell the smoke on his breath as he up to her and he asked her again……”You Annie?”
She took a deep breathe squared her shoulders and said, “I am, who wants to know?”.
I know it's been quite a while but I trust you remember that day in Paris, when you stood in line for hours to see the Mona Lisa telling how much you'd rather be having your favorite ice cream at that place you love in St Germain... and I kept you company before vanishing from the place, keeping also your heart
Name: Bianca
Age: 23
City/Country: São Paulo/Brazil
Dedicated to: my grandmother who showed me the flavors of life
Well, I must confess that I was not having my best day during my period so I said: "I am sure there´s a misunderstanding here, we never met before" Then I left him there, freezed, while I got my cab and went to my cousin´s party, Manu, in a japanese karaoke somewhere in Milan...
thus, with the side part of her month...
"Okay! That's enough, Miss Mitchell. Perhaps you'd like to go for your bath now? Wouldn't that be FUN?"
The cheery nurse at Annie's care home.
"This is what tends to happen - her son, Sam, was found hanging from his cell - he'd used a yellow ribbon - a ribbon SHE'D picked out to wrap around the book she'd given him the last time she visited her son in prison. The poor dear never got over it. The letter, the lake, the photographs, the 'shadow of my soul' stuff, the pancake recipe, Lucy (that was Sam's Chinese girlfriend) - it all finds a way in. After a while - as she gets more and more stressed and confused - it always descends into disconnected thoughts. It's best to stop her before she starts to upset the other patients. No, Annie Mitchell is one lost lady!"
Name: Stef Macbeth
Age: 26
City/Country: London, UK
Dedicated to: my grandma, and the mess she left behind
Life's lucid pattern had brought her here to this moment and would continue to guide her tenderly through destiny's roll call. The ribbon, the note, the family, the ever present shadow of history silhouetted against the bright future played across her lips as she began to read.
The story about a heroin in her own saga immediately draw her into the ancient world of the russian czars.
Name: Rodrigo Maroni
Age: 30
City/Country: New York, New York (USA)
Dedicated to: Daniela
A million, million realities contract and pulse across the surface of Annie's conciousness; twisting and blossoming like those oily serpentine swirls of rainbowed, street-puddle glamour that had so totally transfixed her as a child: "Everything is she gasped."
Just like the way she had left it...everything she touched brought back images that flashed right in front of her eyes
She could still see the burnished samovar glinting softly in the fading autumn light, as it poured into the room through the half open windows.
At the back of the room, behind the large cavernous desk, sat Nikolai. Perfectly still, he stared at the window, as if mesmerised by the dust motes which floated lazily in the weak ray of light. Katya stood behind him, also watching intently, almost as if she expected Annie to materialise out of the thin air, which in a sense, was exactly what she was doing.
Name: Nino Khan
City/Country: Karachi, Pakistan
Dedicated to: To all those who have touched my life in manifold ways.
Annie (or was her name Barbera) blinked; the scene vanished, Nikolai and Katya melted into thin air and here she was again, sitting at the edge of her hospital bed, desperately trying to sort reality from illusion.
Shagufta
Karachi
Dedicated to people trying to make a difference.
Take a deep breath, she thought.This is the legacy I have to live with..
"and this is all because of that day, that tragic day. Life is so fragile" she said. "If only I had never accepted that invitation to go sailing, I knew a storm was coming but i chose to ignore it. He was just so handsome in that navy blue shirt and his green eyes so hipnotic that I could never had refused... If only I could, I wouldn't have waken up on a desert beach after that horrible storm, with that bruise in my head so big it was almost imposible to be cured by Unababwe, the tribe chief"
"Here is your lunch," the nurse smiled as she she set the tray by my bedside, "and don't forget your friend will be visiting you today."
He looked at her, from a distance, wondering what makes her smile so softly. He hopes she thinks of him, just as she's the reason for his smiles.
Name: Faisal
Age: 43
City/Country: Karachi/Pakistan
Dedicated to: You
Was it yesterday
or the day before
For all these years it has been so immediate to me
That time has lost its meaning.
Name: Nabila
City/Country:Lahore/New York
Age:49
Dedicated to:My father, who only saw the good in people...
I started to think that my dog was drinking too much. Suddenly I realised that he had lied me for years.
He was not the dog I thought, he was not the dog he said to be.
Name: Marco
Age: 33
City/Country: Piombino, Livorno (ITALIA)
Dedicated to: My mather, who also saw the bad & the ugly in people...
her smile expressing the empty void inside her
Yet the question remained within of how far emptiness can extend its roots or would the air fill the gap. To once again transform what has been so unfilled.
Name: Nasra Al Adawi
Country: Sultanate of Oman
The light around her was silver and wrapped her in hope, for she knew what she had to do.
I have to let go. This moment I just realize that the most important thing is the peace of mind. All my life I have to run after something I thought it is my destiny, but actually the destiny is with me all along. no more running after, no more disappointment, no more lost...
Bam (30) Bangkok, Thailand
It was only a matter of minutes following Annie's last spoonful of food that her mind began racing with thoughts of escaping from this misery. Should I steal Nurse Raquel's uniform and slip out the employee exit....
...Yes that's it. That is my only way out. Rob at the security desk has nodded off as usual and everyone else is asleep.
Annie couldn't wait any longer to be free from the smelly nursing home. They watched her too closely here. One nurse gave her the eye all the time, like she was a deadly felon, instead of a worn out woman who'd lived too long. It was time to go. Crouching, she stealthily crept to her door, and headed down the hallway. Slowly, slowly, and suddenly she was free! Out of the fetid odor of that sickhouse and into the fresh air!
Dedicated to: my terrific and wonderful family
But, horridly her past came back to haunt the minute she got a wiff of the clean freshing air. She recalled the fright of witnessing her father performing surgery on the family's transexual pig, her favorite pet.
The clean, fresh air and quiet of night made the flashback seem all too real.
But, moments later another flashback occurred. This time it included her drug addicted son, who sold the shoes off her feet to support his habit.
Years have passed since she seen her estranged son. Being coup up in the nursing didn't allow for much time to enable his drug habit. Though she was distracted by other events that occurred at what supposed to be her sanctuary. She remembered the Nurse Aide that attended to her during her last birthday party. She shoved so much caked down her throat and refused to give her water. She went to sleep that night choking on cake. Her pampers was also drenched with unrine in so much that you could it in the hallway. Her diarrhea had finally subsided from eating the cake, but no one responded to her call to provide care. She wept all night helplessly.
The excitement of reedom and the fresh cool air made her lightheaded and she almost lost balance.
Name: Masha Kon
Age: 23
City: NYC/Moscow
Dedicated to: the women of my family
But, that didn't stop her miseries. Her memory cam back to haunt her constantly. Her thoughts imprisonned her.
Between flashbacks, she remembered Jack, her roommate in college. What about his life? He became a high class veterinarian. Last time she heard of him was 2 years ago. He moved to South America... Argentina? Chile? Maybe Brazil? Then she realized that, her life was what she pretended her life to be. Just that. Going to South America sounds like a good break.
Name: Juan M Aguayo
Age: 23
City/Country: Bogota, Colombia
Dedicated: To those who never see that "but" word in their lives.
walking the streets of Colombia or maybe drinking the sunshine in La Paz....you are wherever you want to be. The hardest part is allowing yourself to want. How do I do that, she wondered.
Name: Gulnaz Sheikh
City/Country: Kanpur/India
Dedicated to: unspoken desires
I guess it would be easier to want if I knew what I wanted. How did I manage to escape from that hell and be here, wondering, with all of this freedom. Slim pickings out there.
Choices might be few but at least I still have choices and I will take them. It is never to late
Then, she started to walk around in her bedroom, the one she had shared for years with Sam, stopping by the big mirror in front of her bed. She stared at herself, the beauty she had was starting to fade away, and she noticed some age marks around her lips and her big green eyes. She look at her stomach, caressing it, thinking about this new life that was growing inside of her.."I know now, I'm sure I'm pregnant".
Heal the world with LOVE..
Name: Didarul Hasan
Age: 25
City/Country: Dhaka, Bangladesh
Dedicated to: Destitutes
Yes, the love I have for this child will cure all, she thought at the time. Annie recalled the joy she felt when she delivered the news to her beloved Sam. “I just know it’s a boy. I just know it,” she said, her smile—as always—ever so slight. “We’ll name him Sam Jr.”
Name: Kelley Van Slooten
Age: 35
City/Country: Houston, Texas (USA)
Dedicated to: My beautiful children Kyle and Becca … you are loved!
What if she could just close her eyes for an instant and relive the magic she felt when she was around Sam? The way it happens in the "70's flicks" she so much enjoyed watching late at night, when the other elders were asleep...
Dedicated to: Life's sweetest rewinds./.
She closed her eyes and starting remembering how it was when Sam was still alive, oh how she wished he was still here holding her in his arms..
To those who when they want something, they g for it without looking back... Dina, Egypt
Why is it that when a heart is on fire and is withering away, there is neither smoke nor ashes? How does life just go on? Why does time not stop and give us the much needed reprise to sweep away the ashes, to air out the smoke, to catch our breath; before we face the world and ourselves again? Why doesn't it matter that to the world that I'm losing my world? I thought we were all connected in some way and someone would see what I'm going through without me having to spell it out - six degrees of separation they say? Its more like 1000 years of solitude..
Name: Zimmy Khan
Age: 29
City: Dubai, UAE
Dedicated to: My mom, who never left my side even after death.
The people I know... the things I've done... what does it all stand for I might as well....just...
Sala
25
Sri Lanka
Dedicated to the beach!!
...just let it be! Memories will keep flooding me but I must realize that Sam is history and Sam Jr. is just an illusion...but I am here, in this moment, she thought. Back there in the nursing home, life did feel like drawing towards the end but the fact of the matter is it has not ended yet. She recalled a line she had read somewhere years ago, "If you're still alive, it means your mission on earth is not finished yet." Feeling a new vigour in her, she started to walk past the sleeping neighborhood towards the beautiful small house she once shared with Sam.
Name: Bushra K.H
Age: 20 something
City/Country: Karachi/Pakistan
Dedicated to: Faith, Aayan & F.A - for being my source of light, happiness & hope. I would've been lost without either of them.
It is time to close old wounds and move forwards, God will be there to guide me through.. there is so much more to live for.. "in any case I have always been stonger,I have always been a survivor"..
Name :Alefia Husain Amiruddeen
Country:Colombo/Sri-Lanka
Dedicated : to my majee(my grandmom, Batool N. Hazari) who was strong for all of us, and made us whole. We are incomplete without you majee.You will always lingers in our hearts forever.
as she was turning back she cought a glimpse of the tree. once a little plant in a pot, now a strong proud tree. she froze in her place,as she shed some tears she had flashbacks of that exact moment where Sam helped her dig a whole to put what was then a house warming gift. she was remembering when..
Zeinab Alsamh
Saudi Arabia
dedicated to my own Sam.
she had first laid eyes upon it- the warmth and appreciation that seaped into every crevice of her soul.
Name: Cheryl x.
Age: 20ish
City + Country: Singapore
Dedicated to: All the important persons in my life. For being there every step of the way..
Sam was a GREAT man, she remembered. It's was unfortunate how his life turned out. He was so young and vibrant and full of energy. He had so much potential!
'And is this how my life has turned out?', she thought to herself. 'Is this all there is... surely not.'
She continued past the tree, through the overgrown garden and stopped in front of the stairs leading up to the front porch.
Name: Ash Chagla
Age: 32
City/Country: Dubai, UAE
Dedicated to: Goolu Grana. I can still see you.
Because she knew that her pain and suffering would finally end and she would be in the comforts and love of her father's arms.
Name: Kathryn Frank
Age: 35
Detroit/Michigan
Dedicated to my Aunt who lost her way and lost her battle for Love.
Because she knew she would not be in pain anymore and would be in the loving light and hands of her father she missed so dearly.
Name: Kathryn Frank
Age: 35
Detroit, Michigan
Dedicated to: my aunt who lost her way and battle for love. Godspeed.
Her father was standing there waiting for her.He smiled at her exactly the same way he did when she was 7 years old.
Name: Vu Lam
Age: Mid 20
City/Country: Bangkok, Thailand
Dedicated to: My whole family - My most important thing in life.
'That smile!' she thought, so charming, yet so wicked. She smiled back at him warmly, although somewhere deep in her heart she knew he had something to do with what happened to Sam.
Name: Nizar Swailem
Age: 30
City/Country: Dubai, UAE
Dedicated to: My Grandfather. The rogue Saudi.
What was it that happened and why couldn't she remember it? It just didn't seem to make sense.
Suddenly the door slammed as a sudden gust of wind blew across the garden, rattling the leaves of the now grown oak tree she and Sam planted all those years ago. The noise jolted her and suddenly the memories started to flood back...
Name: Lynette
Age: 37
City/Country: London UK
Dedicated to: Everyone who helps animals
And with those memories came the dank smell of the puddle stained basement with its cracked wood paneling that lined the hallway into the laundry room out back. A montage of random items flashed through her mind: the ceiling high pile of beat-up paint cans; the rusty old wheel barrel in the corner; and the huge brass door knob of the tiny closet where it all began.
Ali
36
NYC, NY
Dedicated to all those leaving their mark.
The tiny closet where she used to hide for hours, hoping he would never be able to find her.
Name: Raquel Rossi
Age: 30
City: bronx, NY
Dedicated to: Ann....for having a vision!
She shook her head dispelling the image. No - she was stronger now. She was in control. She looked him straight in the eye and spoke...
"Dad, I think it's happening again and I need some help, or she might come back...I feel her."
Name: Doug Keaton
Age: 34
City/Country: Cleveland, OH(USA)
Dedicated to: You
and suddenly time stood still...
She could even felt that in her mouth.
Name: Uvis Leskavnieks
Age: 23
City/Country: Riga/Latvia
Dedicated to: those who never recieve any dedication
the quintuplets! a memory from so long ago rushed forward. five faces staring.
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