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To Phoenix

I remember the beginning of last year. I was ripped off roots and stuck in new soil. I struggled ,I kept falling over, I couldn't breathe ,I couldn't sleep. I lived on memories and yearnings and had no idea where life was taking me. I missed my home across the sea. I missed the old faces, the protection I felt back home.. I felt as though I were in a video game. On reaching this new place I felt as though I were suddenly switched from Demo mode to Level I. If it had been dummies i'd been fighting before it was now all too real.

Two years have gone since I said goodbye to golden sun and sands. I'm in love with the rain and green. People change. I have heard it only many times.

The teak planted eleven years ago now towers over the house. It has grown older and more beautiful. Every year we call Mani and the 60 year old "thandaan" would come scale the beauty and axe down her hundred hands. She'd look dead and defeated for the next couple of weeks.

And then she would be born again. She'd rise towards the sun, to the infinite sky in her new robe of green.. Simply beautiful!


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