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A Comrade The Gymnast
How could a music stage mesmerize hundred or thousand of audience .Games of thousands watts of electricity power , lighting the rock singer who was moving with smile and radiant face which seemed to be always there all night long ! She was playing her chiffon rippling outfit and greeted everyone in high spirit " Helooo how are youuuuuu....? Primrose was glued at the audience chair , watching Ash talked to a group of people, she wondered if they distinguished him as Ash or someone else as he still in disguise .At that time he was a man at his forties .She missed him at her side so she could say things to him about the stage effect on human brain and feeling and at the same time digging up his outlook about it.The singer was being applauded noisily.Whisles and murmurs everywhere.Half an hour passed, Still,Ash was not there beside her . Starting to feel uneasy , what happened? Anything could be occured to a famous person..if there were ones distinguising him ...caught him up and for o
A Comrade A Chief Tribe
Ashby glanced at her with his warm sympathetic smile .He knew well that Primrose wanted to know what happened to him when he left her alone at the audience seat then who was the man coming to her , sitting on his left chair for some moments but then leaving after he came , but she didn't ask anything.Whether she didn't care or pretended not to curious or did not want to be seemed as a nosy person by inquired him ,all made him think that she was holding back to face the situation. It was strength and wisdom .Even she might be waiting for him to explain himself at his own will .But that's what called trust . She showed him something that she created ," If you see this collage,what highlights in your mind ? "Ash took the collage and looked at it carefully , "Van Gogh with his life loaded by misery...but there's subtle beauty in pain as everything would seem higher than you " Sweet face models with nice and safe look...Wild flowers..Gigantic old trees. Many things can make you
A Comrade Where Is Uncle Ash ?
Someone's sandals were dragged made Primrose 's staggering. A little girl .She was smiling timidly at her . Her round clear eyes immediately reminded her of something . Innocent and holy ,then white as symbols of purity .How good to be coming back to the childhood..! '' Hey , sweet little girl, come here dear " " I am looking for uncle Ash...he' s here just now , right , auntie" ? " Ya , he's here a minute ago but not now ,maybe he 's at the neighborhood. You like apple, aren't you ? Just take it " Her little hands took the fruit , smiling , " Thanks auntie .." She was so sweet." Excuse me ...l must go looking for my dad ...mother told me to " She nodded," l hope to see you again often later. " Sweetly she smiled and ran and waving after she kissed her forehead.The room was lonely again except the sound of winds and dry falling leaves .She thought, "There was something l forgot about the girl . Neither she knew my name nor do l knew hers .But we had a small talk as if h
A Comrade Running In The Rain
Primrose asked Ash with her eyes ," Where have you been?" He inhaled a bit deeply before sitting at the edge of the long bench .A peasant came in with a little sack of prunes ," For you " , he said and walked back before she could say anything, not even thanking him .While enjoying the fresh prunes , she told him about the little girl who looked for him moments ago .Ash told her she was a vulnerable little girl . Was she poor ? Or ..oh , no , he told her that once her mom told Ash that her teacher at school had sexually harrased her .Primrose then spoke to him in a lower voice .That timid girl? Poor little one ...Automatically Ash also talked in a lower voice .Then Primrose got up to get some water, '' l am going to talk to her and her mom later before we leave " Ash nodded , intermittently saying a joke in the middle of the serious topic , " How can you be sure we will leave this village? " She remarked with also joke , " l am actually not sure " Ash giggled .Then he looked
A Comrade Censorship
Ash greeted a skinny elderly man after came in meeting them , " Here he is , the father of the little girl " He sat at a rickety clumsily chair which then moved to the bench nearer sitting to Ash , " Sit here please , Eddie , " Primrose heard the man lowered his voice as Ash bowed his back to hear hear him better." I do not want to be carried away by the flow of time. To be truly materialistic? No ." So , to let them talk freely,she was leaving them alone .Eddie hid his tears by looking away from his side and he knew that Ash might not like seeing him that way .He won't blame a man for crying,but he hadn't come to the point of telling him the whole issue related to his little daughter." My son lived in a barrack years ago to serve people who were fighting for a border territory.He was doing okay till one day everything gone wrong. We didn't get all of you have today , Mr Gevarra..." rubbing his running down tears , he murmured, " Forgive all my mistake.." Instead of giving Eddi
A Comrade Sour Bitter Sweet Taste
Ash was coughing , while Primrose stepped towards the window ,'' Each time l hear serious issues among people caused by the uncaring leaders...l wanna yell ! Parliament has hundred of representatives who have responsibility in all human being issues ! What they do ? " Ash fed her by continuing, " Look at the behavior of the people's representatives and their candidates. Putting up advertising banners with men grinning faces laughing at the cameras and female seductive smiles or aren't they trying to look elegant and smart or be like a kind person... all is ridiculously pretending and fake ! Those greedy representatives are having pictures like models... Ha ! crazy, celeb as candidates for people's representatives! What a stupid idea!pictures like models... ""They reveal their folly by making words advertising themselves as if they will do good to the society ..one of the party putting words " Helping people" Alas ! People is not to be helped ,they are weak because elites make th
A Comrade Scapegoat
The nurse who once treated Eddie junior told them while Ash and Primrose invited her to a cafe at a suburb area , "While he had been treated as a patient who was evolved in a serious motor vehicle accident, the man looked at me and said: "I still got trauma imagining the road and vehicles which coming that time and now into my eyes".Shortly after he got regular treatment on his injuries ,a friend of his, coming up at the hospital, thanking me for how kind I had always been with him, while he messed everything up with the accident.He loved his friends who visited him and offered the love,and told him if he got recovered he was welcomed in their house, they prepared meals and everything else for a couple of weeks. And this invitation , having me here , it was the nicest ecompliment, that I have done something good for him, that he is still have another trouble in his family life .What means the most to me....being told "you're doing a good job ,sister" from them , a good nurse f
A Comrade Outsider
The plan was divided into a few steps, each of which describes a different aspect of the issue's and person. Eddie experienced lots of things that made him drew himself from outside world and chose to stay at home,did good and bad all there.'' The first problem set the scene and described him in the feeling of loneliness as he nomore wandering through the countryside which used to be his whole world.."The imagery of clouds roaming over hills and valleys evoked some sense of isolation and detachment, which contrasts with the vibrant and joyful scene that he used to be his life ... encountering things to be fitted made him worthy ,till the nice good feeling ended in vain ." Come on Ash , you are a great speaker in lots of issues..what comes across your field now is something unpredictable,right ? "He rubbed the table wetted by a water spilling , " l wonder now if we can make it as comparison to the stars in the Milky Way emphasizes the vastness and beauty of the limitless scene.
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The Job. Seekers
Getting a job always be the tiring and most important issue in a life of family in poor area . Marketing is the one that some business can do at the bitterest way . ...selling product door to door .It seems a terrible job .But its like drinking goat urine at the desert after days dehydrated.Means they still will try it even .. .Poor poor people.Some business use the job seekers by various ways . Multilevel marketing is one of them , where they must buy some products then resell it.Consument or producer or marketer ? Seems all in one . Hivana was one of the mentioned.She arrived at a place where she had to buy things then she should sell something else ! It's ridiculous.She was trapped a few times. The results was , no job neither money she got , on the contrary, she spent money , doing some work without getting any paid . The payment was promise . Percentage. But it's not even a cent pay .In hard life to survive ,wild idea in any way can come .From a thought to be prostitut
The Donation
Maximilian put a cigarette without lighted it , but you can read what you wanted to quote but let me say ,"It is always too hard to be wise." Avalon read a few , seriously but in a funny way as he knew well , no matter how beautiful the words written by any thinkers , life is a personal experience and. hardship for everyone, "The soul is placed in the body like a rough diamond, and must be polished, or the luster of it will never appear.""Expect nothing and you'll always be surprised.""Fear of danger is ten thousand times more terrifying than danger itself.""I saw the Cloud, though I did not foresee the Storm." * " By the way," Rayland tapped the empty glass , " Ash wants me to donate some money for a few incomplete family ...l transfered half of it, l guess l need to collect the rest from other comrades "Instead of giving remarks for his statement, Hivana stepped in then continuing the good wise qoute , till it finished while the topic was still hang on the air .* If you do
The Battlecry
He said he want simplicity in a girlBut also sophisticated woman at the same time.Is it possible the 2 qualities in one?She said she want firmness in manBut also want romantic chapIs it coming in one person?No..nothing none will satisfy ones that way.Well..this is the world.. Not Eden . There is treasure islandthat most people ignore or worshipBut almost never been dig up as wealth.It is the past,Bitter or sweet.Regrettable or unforgettableWhether you are re beggar or dukeIt is the pastYou go there at times walk or fly,Alone and sadBut the blessing come surprisinglyWhen someone approach want you to share the story Tell him her...Bitterness of it or sweetness in it Will be coming as your fine daysAs it's been share ..Each time I try to gain my fine feeling to you Why the picture always pitiful?Sitting almost at the bed cornerWearing the stripe t shirtLost and don't get anything you hope ..Nothing I can do for you now,I'm.sorry .As your hand still on the phon
A Cunning Brain
Misty had a slight relief,even Primrose didn't tell her what she asked , she still sent her and the chief editor the continuation of the journal about Ashby figure .* I can see that. Moreover while Ash narrowed his eyes down, there's a mindful rage there . Gently he blew the cigar smoke ," But now they did t8 colonialization in to means . Vulgar and neat . Systematically. " This is very different from small-time bandits whose operations are breaking into other people's houses through roof ,windows, warehouses or the back, right?" Ash shook his head and tapped his forehead went on , 'With this' he said as he stepped on his boots rather loudly, maybe he was afraid I would be scared if he did it harder even though I knew he wanted to.'' With a cunning and military brain? I asked.He shook his head, " With cunning brain and humiliation" he said .His clear ,sharp and romantic eyes looked up at the ceiling.How l wished to hug him ! Sometimes the man seems desperate like a kid when he
Ah .. !!
" Some say that what kills a man is not the sword but his own mind " " That's right. Our mind is what make human feel something and it's apparently subjective.Just for your knowledge, whether it's true or not I mean about my feeling, if even it's true ,it's fine as lwill take it as a measurement of my own value as a mother, especially in front of God .And that's a fact of life virtues must be put as number one for believers .That's the barometric of faith .How many people don't love their own mom ? Maybe including myself , my feeling towards her is solely formal as it's kinda obligation to love your mother but l don't really feel it to tell you the truth...so if l put it as karma , it can be " The chat note from a sick mother was shown by the nurse to Avalon, " This Mama is someone who has kinda self awareness that she has no proper love from her mother as she was young and single then at her life stage as a mother she think her daughter also doesn't love her " "'Look how nicel
Crimes
A surprising moment of hearing from the vicinity about The Eddie for a journalist instinct to explore something.Ash was drilling a little spot of soil to put some stones and made a little stove as he got some piles of dry twigs for burning a fire .While Primrose got some thing to dig up as stuff to observe.lt's a note about a little conversation beetween a mother and her mature child ."Are you ok ..."" Hello, yes I'm good, what's up? "" It's only motherly greeting ,just to know if you're just fine ..A worry of a mother ,that the children would never feel l guess .One day you'll know if you be a mother ..A child may not feel what a mother feel Your new mother now is the rich family who like you a lot and treat so good, right ? I know it ,and you don't have to say anything, l just know it ...Sure , l'm just a poor and unpleasant person in your eyes It's fine , even it's hurt.." She helped Ash to put more twigs and took out the ashes , " Umm ...it's always bitter to know that a
A Shoeshine Boy
Finally Ash reached Eddie's house after searching the right direction through little Bilang to another one .They said that house was ghostly .It's an old big house with some damages here and thereA wooden second floor was like an open porch with old tree in front of it . The tree had densed big thick dark green leaves and lots of jellylike long beard hairs around it . At night,with only little light come from low watts of electricity made it all dark .An elderly mother enjoyed to scare her little children off by loosing her long thick hair , widen her eyes and curving her mouth in a frown scary shape.Someone spoke , ''Work on things gradually like God ! He grows the babies till they ' re as big as their moms , while they were weak and getting old .The children now can get things without the mother ' s help . Graduation, little by little,till the entire process almost obliviously happen and things on reverse now .The mothers feel they were nomore needed . Memorizing the old d
Big Brother
Garibaldy whistled when Misty showed him the new mail from Primrose ." In this work room certainly there are piles of documents,gold pen in the drawer ,some antiques and other precious stuff.Thieves , scoundrels, robbers who will break everything and took them illegally.." he paused for a while to light his long cigar ," That is exactly what those imperialists do their colonies"I nodded ,getting up to walk around the room before sitting back, swaying away the burden of feeling that occupied my chest which almost burst in a minute.Two things, Not sure which one is the stronger reason , admiring his analogy on the door and or the sight effect he made on me when he spoke in beetween his cigar smoking..the relax manner which actually hid a hurt inside...The Journal ~"'It' s true ...we just have to be patient..but is everything fine with her ? " " I don't know, she won't tell us though,unless it's really crucial " " I know .." " Someone posts ... aboutPositive thinking leads to a
Eager but Cold Eyes
Misty saw automatic expression of worry in Garibaldy ' s face at knowing she didn't hear any news from Primrose. Only could be calming down himself after realizing that they should wait till tomorrow at least,if not today , to know what's happening to the radiant talented journalist.The wornout shoes …Before you step ahead, look down will the hoes are you wearing safe you from the gravely road ? " Tons of information,do you feel it makes people more intelligent? "" In what way ? Nowadays intelligence seem to be a domain of technology .Now l presume that "easy come easy go " become the cause of ...well , see , l saw someone wrote , this related to what we discuss now " Societal pressure and survival needs, made most people have to walk in shoes that did not fit their spirit. As a result, most people are not walking their soul path and therefore not fulfilling their purpose, their potential nor their dreams.As a consequence, there is an epidemic of depression, disengagement, disi
