Erika banks had bad enough of all the insults. She was tired of it already. Now her phone was ringing again with her aunty calling her.“Why is she calling now? As if I don't know.” she sighed. “well let's just pick it up and see then,” she muttered to herself.Her day had gotten a lot better when she had asked that the award night should get delayed. Heck she was in no position to even talk or smile at anyone. And then there was the issue of her friend, Miranda. She was not in the mood to put up with her drama.“Hello aunty,” she picked up at last. “So what's up. Why have you called?” she asked.“Well, is it true? That you let some girl go around and take away your position with Tim household? How can you let that happen? I always knew you were a softie but I just never knew it was to this extent!” the lady added almost like a bark to the end that made Erika flinch.“Hey sister, I understand how worried you are for me. But I promise you that that everything will be settled just fine.
“What? That's …” Laura paused.“What? I heard your story now. Are you really a slave based on the story I hear? Ha.” she smirked.“Well no of course not. I was only doing this to meet with you. Come on, I've left your husband already. What more do you want?” She said pouting and acting like a child.Of course it didn't seem to work on Erika.“I want to have a conversation with that man. Put in good words for me and then I'll consider your request. Alone, I'd like to have a word with him alone without you or that pretty lady beside him.” she added again, then walked away.Dustin and Alara walked over to meet her. “So what did she say?” asked Dustin.“from the look on her face, it didn't look like things went well.” Alara said.“I don't even understand what just happened. She said she would like to have a word with you.” Laura said at last, looking at Dustin with doubt.Somehow, he didn't act or look surprised. Instead he only said, “when? Now?” and Laura nodded. Then be told them he wo
People didn't use any invitation card. They just mentioned who they were with or who they were going to meet. And the guards would let them.in at once.He too walked forward and met with them. “Hello sir, who are you going in to meet?” he was asked by one of the men there.“Erika banks.” He said and the man looked stunned. He had to take a moment to look at Dustin again. He could see that Dustin was well dressed and all, but still, what if he was just lying.“Can you verify this?” he asked not wanting to sound rude although his voice couldn't contain the rudeness that came with it.“Aren't you the one who is going to confirm this?” Dustin asked and frowned at the man. “Why must you all go around judging people every every chance you get ? You have the list with you can't you just verify from your own end like you have been doing before?”The man laughed out loud. He had met people like Dustin, always going all around pretending to be rich and all. “Well unfortunately, I would not like
"This chocolate heart hasn't once melted because the world has been so cold; yet here you come with the warmth of spring and I feel the softening." Laura said as she made her way over to Dustin. He was still dazed a bit that she was around."What are you talking about?" he frowned at her."In mathematics, when we have functions with limits and we define our terms. Philosophical statements require such things for the same reasons as math. For instance, common words such as "love" have many meanings to many people. Additionally "love" comes in many forms, from the interpersonal, to community and global levels. Without this precision, a simple statement can be used in opposing arguments, thus confusing rather than elucidating the human reasoning.""And If I ever cross my heart... if I ever betray my heart and anger it... then I hope to die. For in this life my heart is my pure heaven-ward guide. To those I love, to the world I love, to my true life mission and path... I must be faithful,
Dustin remembered his past. It was about five years ago now and he still remembered like it was only yesterday. He was still going by the band Ryan then. He was tired. He'd been working nonstop all day. His stomach grumbled from hunger, since he hadn't even eaten all day!If he took out of his pay for the day, he would be about 10$ short, and he needed to save money to get Laura, his girlfriend a gift. She'd been asking for a necklace since forever, and he wasn't about to use his poverty as an excuse for him not to be able to take care of his lover."Here you go!" A fat man who was studying his cup of wine at the moment yelled out as he threw an envelope down on the floor. Ryan was a bit ashamed his boss had embarrassed him in the presence of everyone like that, but he said nothing and picked up the envelope. Quickly, he tore it open to check how much his boss had paid him this time.He had three jobs, but at the moment, he was doing his second job of the day at a busy restaurant.
Conor had been asking where Dustin was that night. “Hey Vincent, am I right?” He said, waiting for the big guy to nudge him a nod. When he got his reply, he asked again, “have you seen Dustin? He has been literally no where to be found. I've asked everyone for him but they just dunno where he is.” He said, feeling desperate and frustrated at the same time.“Come with me, man. It's just that, he said be wanted to be alone.” Vincent said. “I mean I'm sure that what I'm doing right now would make Dustin literally tear me into pieces. But okay, let's go. Follow me now.” He said as he led him straight towards the hotel. There was a private way there that would just about hide Dustin from anyone if he wanted it even for ten days straight.“No one would even find him here. Wow that's crazy.” Conor said excitedly. He wondered why Dustin was no where to be found. Or why he wanted to be alone in the first place, but he said nothing to Vincent and only followed.If I ever give up on your love th
Laura fumbles the little white pill, her mind already clamouring for the pain relief to come. It isn't that her suffering is acute, more that it never leaves her unless she sleeps. Those pills are little trap doors into moments of bliss, a few hours of tranquility. Once she is at peace she takes her tea, her afternoon cake - her pleasures without them being tainted by pain. She needed to stop thinking about the night before.A beautiful woman has a beautiful soul. However she appears in her youth, it is the soul that will show in her every feature as she ages. The sweet hearted are all the beauty in this world, they are the sunshine, the rain and the good earth."It's that you care so very much about others that makes you so beautiful to me. That you see my beauty, that you show how special I am to you, that's what's got me for life. You aren't just beautiful, you make the space around you beautiful too, you affect others and bring their beauty out of them. And you do it with ease. It
It was a "busy-ness suit," the one my father would wear when he had no time for all the things that made him human. All his best and most wonderful traits were suffocating under that tweedy cloth.The business suit was as crisp as a new banknote and dyed to a uniform shade of bleak grey. Above white collar line it was as if his face had been fashioned from those inky dots.The business suit laid over his skin as a soul-coffin; as if his child self was buried while he wore it all those long hours. Perhaps he tried to dig up that original-self come the evening time, the child self who was born to love and play, but I think over the decades the layers get so deep it was too hard to resurface.The business suit was cold on waxy skin that craved the sun. When he froze in calculating thought he could have been one of those Madame Tussauds dummies, perfectly chiseled and cold.He stood there in the aristocratic cutting lines of a great tailor, one who could take his under-exercised and over-
Dustin tried to calm his wife down. He realized that she had been truly angered by Esther sudden behavior for wanting to create a grand wedding for Tom and not her. It was truly devastating and he couldn't deny that. "Alara?" He called out to her, knocking gently on the door. His voice remained as warm as early spring, as if her heart beat so steadily even though she took a different view from him. She simply said this was her way of doing things. He could see her balk at first, so accustomed he was the to ways of Alara and her fiery temper. He was different, because he absorbed things and then responded more than reacted, dampened situations rather than adding to the flames. And so before he knew it everything was happy again, it was love all around instead of the bickering he was so accustomed to. It was a sense of calm he grew to love.And he would be teaching it to his wife now. "This path of life is challenge enough," he began to say. Dustin remembered a little of what his moth
On this cloudy morning there are growing patches of blue, the sort of hue that is soft and bright at the same time. Though beneath the sheet of cloud is a grey that deepens to steel, the leading edge is a brilliant white, as if it is the pages of a new book ready for any curious eye. So, on this day that could bring rain or sunshine, I'm hoping for both, for the chance of a rainbow and to feel so much more because the day is blessed with clouds.Light grew steadily outside until the curtains glowed just the same as stained glass. Kevin stuck his head behind the fabric to survey what the day might bring. The road was slick with water, though the puddles remained quite still, no hint of rain still falling. Above the clouds were still grey but without the denseness of yesterday, allowing patches of blue to form.In good moods a writer may paint words that are fine wine and soft music; words that contain more healing medicine than all the drugs created by man. They are clear water over ro
Paul set out to visit Dustin that day, and as he arrived their doorstep, he decided to make a phone call to his sister so she wouldn't say he came in unaware. The phone rang a few times and she still hadn't picked up. When he learned to soothe his impatient self, the rewards were significant. His focus improved, and his relationships became more mellow, and everything in his day worked that little bit better. It made all the difference. Over time he saw others learning from him, relaxing, and the vibe of his family took a turn for the better. She still wasn't picking up for whatever reasons. Finally at the last ring, she picked up. "Yes, Paul ? What do you want?" Asked her voice in a quite impatient manner, like she had been in a hurry. "Where are you to be hurrying me like that?" He asked, wondering why his sister was using that manner to refer to him. Then it hit him. She didn't really like him as well as her husband, and he certainly couldn't blame them at all. He probably would
Esther was with her other queens, and they had nearly ended their meeting. She listened carefully to Regina's silly talks about how she was powerful and well respected. She purposely pointed fingers at Esther, stating that she had been less important just because she was going through some rough times. Esther was silent all through the time because she didn't even bother to pay attention to their silly talks. All she could focus her kind was on her family. She realized that her family had been falling apart slowly. He husband had been acting strangely towards her for reasons she couldn't even explain. But then, she hoped it had been for a great cause. She couldn't even put her mind on that for long. Then there was the issue with her daughter and then with her enemies, Fernando and ezra. alara wasn't safe at all. And she felt like a terrible mother for not being able to do anything about that. There was always something to do. She would gain power no matter the cost. What she needed
"Well, we don't have a head queen so technically, I'm speaking on behalf of her." "Well I don't agree. Until we have a head queen, you don't have the right to strip me off my membership." She said, still standing strong on her word. She was terrified on the inside of course! But she would not show her weaknesses. Regina frowned. "Well until then. But for now, being the owner of my house I say this to you. Get out of my house!" She ordered and more laughter grew wild again. Esther couldn't help but feel nothing but shame. But she wouldn't be waking away just like that. She strode over to Regina then stood face to face with her. "You're going to regret this Regina. In fact, all of you will regret this. I will make an attendance of everyone of you in this room. Regina, Dana, camera woman Anna, Rachel, Danielle, in fact all of you. And I remember vividly of the faces in the room here. I know all of you. Mark my words, you will regret this." And with that, she stomped out sitting the do
Alara and her husband had been expecting the peculiar twain, Ezra Alonzo and Trevor, his son in law. Why they had been asking for an audience with Dustin , he didn't know. All he knew was that they were up to no good. Finally, they arrived and he led them to the living room. He had told Alara to remain inside because his instincts had been right. They only wanted to scan around to check everywhere, and most importantly, they wanted to find out what his wife knew. He was almost certain that they would try to find out a little too much and he didn't know how, so for that reason, he had asked that his wife remained inside. "Welcome Mr Ezra Alonzo and Trevor." dustinsaid, and this brought both faces to exchange awkward stares. dustinknew they were probably wondering how he had known their names. He decided to ease the tension a little. "I was told of your names before you arrived." dustinsaid, and he could see the calmness in their eyes as they each have a sigh of relief. Ezra bro
For the first time in weeks, Mindy made her way over to Dustin again, and she couldn't even explain how exactly she was feeling. For one reason, she was angry. Very frustrated that he was still married to his goddamn wife! She loved him and would always do. And yet, not even for once had he reciprocated her feelings. Heaving in a deep sigh, she advanced forward to make a knock on the door. "Don't worry, Mindy. Breath it in," and with that, she made a knock on the door. It hadn't been a loud bang, rather barely more than a slight knock, but almost immediately, the door had flung wide open. "Oh God, you're back..." He was standing before her, staring like he had been day dreaming, probably wondering what the fuck she had been doing at his footstep. "Oh I thought you were someone else," he said so apologetically. That frustrated her even more. He had probably been excited thinking that she was his dear wife! She had better not show her true emotions to avoid failing on the first day o
"This relationship, Dustin, should be a relation-ship, or a kinship - something that makes us family. I want it to be something that unites our friends, our relations, and not become as a boat cast adrift away from those we know and love. What is good builds up goodness, heals and includes others. What is good is a benefit to us and our community, to the world. It is how we let this love for one another spill out, make a light for others to share. So, my love, hoist the sail; we're homeward bound.""Wait you just thought of saying something as compelling as this to me because what?" He said to her, half shocked. She only smiled back, her eyes and dimples crinkling as she did. Alara was very beautiful although she never seemed to listen to him whenever he made mention of it to her. "Thank you a lot for the comforting words. I won't forget. You know," but he stopped then grinned as he thought of what to say and he knew already that she might have not been too impressed. "But then, e
"Sir, I have done as you've asked. What is your plan now?" Mindy asked as she saw Dustin talking to himself. She sat with him. He didn't even do as if someone was there, just minding his own business and calculating now and what he would do to his rival. Sometimes she always wondered what it was that was truly going on in that mind of his, but she knew he was very smart and full of advices and plans. And she was always so glad that she was now on their team.Business had to ask themselves if they were exploiting the population or uplifting them, especially in relation to the young and if not, it failed. For what is psychological maturity other than learning how to make wise choices to protect others? The glorification of greed was as a golden tricycle being pedalled in circles at the end of a cul-de-sac... yet believing itself a fancy car shooting into the far horizon. Greed is always the product of a brain with underdevelopment of its more highly evolved features. But there he was