Harobed TALES

Alexander Emmanuel Longsam Thomas (1995-2019) I planned to post this article on your birthday in April,but I was a mess.I thought I was stronger and that the pain from your passing had started to heal, but then I realized that even though time heals all wounds, I had not taken enough doses to heal me from the pain I feel every time, I think of you and all the memories we had. Today isn’t the day you died, but today is the day I found out unceremoniously while sitting at the back of an uber a year ago. I remember loosing it and breaking down, then wiping my tears and saying “this is obviously a joke, no one has said anything to me”. I refused to acknowledge that you were gone forever, even when your obituary graced my phone screen. I honestly do not know if this will go away, the hurt I mean, but I feel it in my soul that you are in a beautiful place. I see you in my dreams a few times telling me it will be okay! It might sound cliche to the readers, but I can hear you whisper “their...

EPISODE 2 I had explained everything that was going on, and she in the calmest of voices told me everything would be alright, but I couldn’t be calm, she was in another state entirely so I wondered how she was going to get me to the hospital. I even started to wonder if calling her, had been the right option for me.    READ: THE MIRACLE KAIRA;EPISODE 1 She thought to call Mother, but Mother with her bad habit of turning off her phone before going to bed would probably not be reachable. She was worried, because Father was a deep sleeper and he would not even budge if his phone rang a billion times. He and Mother slept in separate rooms, it was almost impossible that she would hear his phone ring from afar, but then what could she do? She had to try, as they were in the better position to know who to call and what to do. In all of this I could barely hear her anymore as the pain gripped me again. I hung up on her, as I couldn’t bear to allow her hear me s...

All they saw was a street girl without roots. Without hope, without a future. Without rights, to be violated. Without parents, to be disregarded Without opinions, to be shut up. Without a voice, to be heard. Without virtue, to be immoral. Without job security, to be protected. Without an Education, to remain ignorant. Without a place in society. I am that street girl. Now with so much hope the future fringes. With new found motherhood I wax in the regards of my children. With a voice so loud it reverberates throughout the world like the screams of Drogon for his mother - Breaker of Chains and Mother of Dragons. An upholder of human rights not consumed with the power that lies within me. With so much opinions at the table that you would call me the opinion poll. With a new found virtue that I am called the proverbs 31 woman. Now I am the Chief Security Officer in charge of offering and providing job security to over 1,000 people. I am that street girl with so man...

  Alexander Thomas Emmanuel Longsam For all the pictures on the gram I didn’t like. For all the goofy comments I didn’t post . For all the phone calls I never made. For all the hurts that I never forgave. For all the times I never reached out. For all the times I put a wall up so you could never reach me. For all the times I thought you’d never leave me. For all the times I took your love for granted. For all the times I took advantage of your friendship. For all the times I’d never hear your voice because you’re gone. I grieve !  The Curse   I thought we’d grow old together  Remember how we said that we’d be funky grandparents sitting down on our pouch by the beach, Skyping each other and gossiping about our grand kids and their crushes. How we talked about lighting up the stage with our fine acts. How you wrote me a letter telling me this friendship was for eternity.  What do I do with all these failed promises ? H...

IT WAS LIKE ANY OTHER DAY, I was in my final year in the University and like any other individual in their final year I had a lot of pressure from my project, need to graduate with my class and the euphoria of life after school all came flooding into my daily routine. I  Anyway back to that day, I hadn’t been feeling too well as I was overly stressed from the final year week activities which had just ended the weekend before plus exams were in a few days. I was home resting when Fred came over  at noon , we had been friends for a little over 2 months and he had been awesome. Checking up on me when necessary and calling my phone out and do not over think it, we were just friends or should I say we are just friends considering this is over a year later and we constantly keep in touch. Where was I? Oh yes Fred came over and I complained to him that I needed to go grocery shopping as my house was empty and exams were in a few days but I was too exhausted to go alone. H...