Friday, September 14, 2007

Truth from lies 1

Oh no - how was she going to answer?? - all the memories of the past suddenly came speeding through her - pain - lies - dishonesty - unfaithfullness- it was a film rolling through her mind, seperating her from where she was now - she couldnt get out of 'The cinema' she had just entered - a film of memories -

How he had hurt her - told her he loved her but it meant nothing - told her he cared but left her alone -Then the fear she had tried to always hide came bulging its way in front of her eyes - all men would do this to her - all men would say they cared and then forget - change into someone else -

'so what do you say?'
'well ..um... I dont know..'
'Look.. I want to show you around the place- take you out to eat , just somewhere where we can hang out-'

He looked at her from the other side of the table and made a begging funny face -
'pleaaasssseee'
she couldnt help but smile amidst her dark clouds

She wanted to go out with him - somehow from within the smallest shadow of hope she felt he was different. and she liked that - she had never felt comfortable in her mind for a long time - but she was still scared- this is how the problems could start all over again - and it had only been less than a year when the past she hated to remember had been real -

He had almost thought he won her over - Her eyes were melting .......

'I'm sorry we cant- too much work and I really need to get it done- so you can take a break on your own but I can't-'

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What it is...

I see Life like a rose in the ice... beautiful but with cold settings - There are so many incredible things out there - but we always need to fight and perservere against the hardships too... otherwise the cold will win ... and we will wither away.

My imagination has led me to believe in something called 'Sudan Fairytale' -
The fantasy that My country will one day be independant and proud, never selfsish to provide its people with its needs, give freedom and success to all, be forever committed to achieve a prosperous inhabitance to every Sudanese in their own country-

My eyes fail me and I see the truth which I call - 'Khartoum Heartbreak' - This is a theme running through the blog under the 'Khartoum Heartbreak' Poems and whatever else about Sudan conveying broken down love, poor streets and cut off electricity along with a lot of other decays and problems in Khartoum city Life.

But I love my country and so I have no choice but to merge the Pain and the Love as one.

Faith is my heart and I could never do without it hoping in my prayers that I can be someone better always and that God forgives me as I fall in Mistakes through that frozen path of Life...

Sometimes I feel under control with all the too many emotions that run to colour my days and nights - Books, movies, music, dreams, friends, family, strangers, travel, - reality - the 10 O' Clock news -Most of the time I'm very Lost in trying to understand - whatever happens becomes tangled into writing this confusing memoir -

It's a really odd combination of air - not sure whether it is refreshing or suffocating - stabilising or maddening - But I breathe and
so it is
'Memoirs of a Sudanese breath' as I am 'Lost but under control' -