Dream Pedlary

If there were dreams to sell
Merry and sad to tell
And the crier rung the bell
What would you buy?

Thomas Lovell Beddoes

In the year to come...

I've sent a prayer up to stars above, that somehow in the year to come, everything will turn out fine.

Missteps

You may have never once said that you were perfect. You may have apologised a thousand times, and you may not mind apologising over and over again. But it doesn't matter. One can never erase what had happened.

A miscalculation to sue someone for defamation which led to a cascading series of revelations, and its accompanying consequences; a regretful comment that "$600,000 is peanuts" that has now redefined others opinion of you.

Well, events like these have indeed reminded me in a very graphic way what one misstep can do to one's life, and how unforgiving this world can sometimes be.

How did it come to this?

They - the murderous cowards who hide in the shadows, who dare not show their miserable faces - did not succeed in the past and they will not succeed today or tomorrow. They will never succeed.


The British flag flutters half mast over King's Cross station a day after four bombs tore through packed underground trains and a bus. At least 21 died from the explosion on the train that was en route to Russell Square from King's Cross. The overall death toll stands at 50.
8th July 2005, Central London
Reuters / Kai Pfaffenbach

Fourth of July

The Statue of Liberty is dwarfed by the Fourth of July fireworks display.
4th July 2005, New York City
Reuters / Seth Wenig

Remember you are mortal

After great victories in battle, Roman generals would have a spectacular procession to mark the event. As they marched in the parade, someone would follow a few steps behind whispering into their ears, "Remember you are mortal, remember you are mortal."