They Say It Is Too Late

They Say It Is Too Late

Whenever you talk to them, they tell you it is too late and they start to lean on the past and stand on their own nostalgic hills overlooking the so-called glories of their past, and they seem not to listen to what you might say anymore. They just say it is too late...
I Don’t Understand

I Don’t Understand

There must have been a thousand ways in front of me when I finally chose one. Not saying that I knew them all, or that all were available, but I took the one and I marched along. Walking a little, singing a little, feeling tired a little, even frustrated sometimes,...
My Story with Writing

My Story with Writing

I don’t remember a lot about my grandfather, except for my running towards him and trying to say a couple of words in Armenian, and I would usually stand by his chair and repeat the words my mother would have taught me, and he would smile at me and I barely understood...
Negative

Negative

They darted towards the door of my father’s room in the hospital to show how they are afraid for his health and how they are careful not to miss this chance of coming and consoling the patient and his family in the time of need, which makes a friend, indeed, as they...
The Same Road

The Same Road

Let’s walk the road to the end and see where it leads for if you are in doubt as you say and you want to see, let’s go. There, at the far end of the path, I see the tree where we can all enjoy the shade and comfort after the long tiring journey. Out of the many...
Underpaid, Underrated and Underestimated

Underpaid, Underrated and Underestimated

Everybody feels the same all around wherever you go, whoever you see, whichever occasion it may be, they have the same feeling all the time: They feel underpaid, underrated, and underestimated. Well, I just feel the same most of the time. Working for some people who...

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