Deche's memoirs

Not so long ago, in a Chicken Soup for the Soul series, I read about a man who holds a handful of peanuts and looks at his wife and says, ‘I wish theses were emeralds’. Many years pass as he practically spends all his time working his @55 off and making tons of money and gathering so much wealth without even time for himself. His wife is on her deathbed and he holds a handful of emeralds and says, ‘I wish these were peanuts’. End of story. Today, I hold a handful of jelly beans and say, ‘I wish these jelly beans are jelly beans even after many years'. 😋🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

Downside up or upside down, My mind is without a frown. I think just straight and smile, Knowing it's just another mile. This too shall pass he says, As my hands he holds and sways. You were so little just a bit ago, Now you taking care of my ego. You leading me to thoughts deep, Stuff that always calm my sleep. Thank you my precious ❤️

Don’t know when I stopped looking, Don’t know why it all came to a halt, The journeying that was my passion, Travels near and far and all around, When did I bring down my sails? When did I stop listening to tales? The promise of travels far and wide, Why this standstill letting it all slide! (Lines from - Whinings of a deranged soul 🤣🤣🤣 15/March/2017)

'Define loneliness', someone asked. 'Waiting outside a court room when your parents are getting a divorce inside', said the 6 year old. It broke my heart when I read it many years ago. It's otherwise for me today as I attempt to redefine it. It's waiting for “life to happen when I’m busy making other plans 😋” (Lennon 💕).

A butterfly fly, A cuppa chai, Feet up in air, Life seems fair, Breath in green, A pink so pristine, The nectar sweet, Hear birds tweet, Scent of flowers, Don't think for hours!!

Someone put it down well, Life when young is swell, You haven't got a penny, Energy and time's a plenty. Then you reach a stage, You don't think about age, The power and the money, No time and with no funny. So as you slow down a bit, With your diminishing wit, You hang on wishing hard, All you got is a time bard. But for me it's different, I got dues and pay rent, I have it all - energy money time, I have to choose and just rhyme!

The sun in my eyes, Far from all lies, Songs lined in love, Blessing from above. As the wheels roll on, Music soothes my soul, The bluish white sky, Offer wings to fly. The rhythm just rhymes, With my life so sublime, Like prayers and hymns, Drown fancies and whims. As the engine roars, Escaping all bores, Leave behind spite, Enters me into the quiet! (I'm in love with my carrrr... )

A shoe here, A slipper there, Chucked without a care, Little feet so bare. Clothes all so torn, Back, Front, all gone, Pain is not a feel, Little knees of steel. Tears on homework, Finds joy in the park, Wishing his hide and seek, Would last him all week. Sun in his eyes, Learning to be wise, Tired he lies to sleep, Happiness found in heap! 27 th March, 2019