The good lord will take you away


The good lord will take you away

 

 
_______________________ _______________________ _______________________ ________________________
 
 

 

 

 

 

 


The little things. ________________________________________________________________
It has only been a day but the change is obvious.

The tube of toothpaste was exactly the way i left it. The indentation left by my thumb and forefinger was still deep.

After the shower, i dried myself clean. As per my usual habit, i turned to my right to hang the towel. Both the first and second poles of the towel rack was empty. We always used to fight for the first front rack cause the second one was too troublesome. Now, both racks are mine.

The bathroom tiles are clean, no long strands of fallen hair for us to argue over who they belong to.

The contact lense solution ran out. There was no arguing over whose turn it was to stock up this time round. I just quietly went to the store and got a new bottle.

The doormat was empty when i got home. There wasn't the usual pair of ridiculously high nine west.

The room next door is empty, the bed is empty, the usually bursting full wardrobe is only half full.

Then, she came home.

We had dinner and the usual bickering and then she volunteered to do the dishes. As usual there was the bitching about work and her in-laws.

And then it was time to go.

We said our goodbyes, mom told them to drive safe. She stood near the door playing around with the umbrella, looking at the ceiling, looking at the sofa, looking at them lamps. Just lingering. Then i saw that her eyes were wet and red, big fat tears threathening to roll over its rims.

Then the big drops fell. The parents laughed at their little girl, teasing her for being such a kid, told her she's welcomed back home anytime.

I came back in here and typed this entry.

I miss u sis.

posted by alienresident at 10:13 PM >0 comments

0 Comments:

<$BlogItemComments$>
<$BlogCommentAuthor$> said...
<$BlogCommentBody$>
<$BlogCommentDateTime$> <$BlogCommentDeleteIcon$>

Post a Comment

<< Home

The Alienworld

Holiness redefined

Gorgeousness redefined

Pleasure redefined

Lyric of the month

Travis - Flowers in the Window

There's no reason to feel bad
But there are many reasons to feel glad, sad, mad
Its just a bunch of feelings that we have to hold
But i am here to help you with the load.

Wow look at you now
Flowers in the window
It's such a lovely day
And i am glad that you feel the same
Cause to stand up i'm in the crowd
You're one in a million
And i love you so, so lets watch the flowers grow.

Archives

January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 January 2009 March 2009 April 2009 June 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009