Essays of a Wandering Mind!
“What is it mommy?“ Ivan came running from his hiding place after hearing his mother shouting his name for the seventh time. He had toyed with her enough. Now he badly needed a cuddle.
“Look over there Ivan“ Darya pointed to a small crowd that had gathered in the market square as she gathered him in her arms and lifted him to show something beyond the serpentine queue.
(more…)The town’s biggest (haughtiest) business man decided to pay a visit to the houses of the less fortunate.
On one such occasion, he visited the shed of old Jose who was the local coffin maker. For no good reason he decided to ridicule the old man’s job and joked out loud to those near him.
“Ah, here’s a profession that always needs an out-of-the-box thinking! You must be thanking god for putting you in this one Jose!”
A few around, realizing the jab and laughed out loud while others did the same mostly to impress the big man.
Old Jose smirked and hit back:
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