#TalkbackTuesday number 18 – with Xavier Shuler, and we talk about family, service, and kindness.
Hi, and welcome to #TalkbackTuesday. This week’s interview is with Mr. Xavier Shuler. See his interview below.
Talkback Tuesday is a feature for and about everyday people. It is always inspirational to look into the life of another person, and realize it is just as complex and large and confusing as your own. Continue reading “Xavier Shuler | #TalkbackTuesday”
Appreciating 2016-01-06 – Talking about New Year’s day and new year parties.
Every week I take a concept or event so I can say good things about it. Even negative aspects can be helpful sometimes. Welcome to Appreciating.
Here we are again. You’ve been here before. It’s the time of year when you convince yourself that you are the paragon of discipline and consistency. Continue reading “Appreciating The New Year”
The Daily Challenge sounds like a juicy topic, but is rather droll for me. Can I keep a secret? Have I ever spilled the beans?
Of course I can’t! Of course I have. i’m by my own admission a motormouth, a sliptongue, JabberJaws™ himself. Continue reading “Secret-keeping: Genetics or Upbringing?”
Patrick could not be happier. It was a beautiful day and he was strolling through the park, holding hands with a beautiful woman… He could feel the tears well up in his eyes, but he was too distracted to check them before they fell. Slow at first, he burst quietly like a beaver’s dam, a quiet stream of tears falling down his face.
A Barrage of Salt Water
AKA Not Alone in the Park
Patrick could not be happier. It was a beautiful day and he was strolling through the park, holding hands with a beautiful woman. They had just had a rather charming picnic, and were now whiling their time away, without a care in the world. His string of misfortunes had ended, and in just eight months, his life had changed. He was now engaged to a former Miss Austria, his income was steady again, and he rarely found himself uninterested or bored.
Life was improving Continue reading “A Barrage of Salt Water”
To this day, the Gupta Family Curse lives on. We deal with it every time we travel by train. Sometimes, it would follow us to the skies, but it is most comfortable with the railways, because it gets more time to mess with us.
None of us know how it originated. We do not know which witch under which Cyprus tree brewed her malicious potions and who she slipped it to – us Guptas don’t keep historical records very well. My memory only goes as far back as my mother, when my sister and I were still part of this plague. We were squadron leaders on the dark side of the force, yet now we are not the hunters, we are the hunted.
Ah those were the days – the days we were oblivious to the curse. Back then, it wasn’t bothersome. It felt like a fly feels to a mighty lion – a minor annoyance. But ever since I got ahead of myself and recognised it, the curse has borne its fangs wide. Without fail, every train journey we take starts with us carefully and shiftily looking around us, for signs of the dreadful curse and sure enough, there they are – kids.
Continue reading “The Gupta Family Curse lives on”