#recollections

“I tremble with distrust and doubt of you; and the dim fear you cast upon me deepens into a nameless horror I can hardly bear. — I would not deprive myself of any kindly recollection, or any sympathy that

Hi Steemians, It's been a busy week, but here I am. Looking through my Facebook, I found a post from RCTV, a television channel that all Venezuelans remember, love and miss. For those who do not know RCTV

Hola Steemians, Esta semana ha sido bastante atareada pero aquí estoy. Revisando en mi Facebook encontré un post de RCTV un canal de televisión que todos los venezolanos recordamos, queremos y extrañamos.

All this started when somebody looked at the sun and said, "Wow, it's beautiful" And people just looked at him and then asked, "What beautiful means?" And he couldn't respond, and he

It's really hot, and intermittent rains don't make the air cooler. What they actually do is increase humidity, so it feels more and more like a tropical jungle with dense overheated air saturated with

June This is how it happens in most cases. This is how I see it. I'm somewhere in the land of subconscious yet, and the sound of chainsaw wakes me up. I wonder if they are going to cut down all the remaining

Today is my grandson Kaleb’s tenth birthday... a day that he’s been looking forward to with great anticipation for months on end.The excitement of reaching double digits elevates this particular birthday

The recollections of one of my best friends’ boyhood are full of happy memories. I can remember everything vividly as if it happened yesterday. He lived in a district town on the banks of the river Padma,

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I read about the various writer's routines, how the established writers organized their working process to achieve the maximum efficiency. From somebody who sat at his desk at some particular time every

The dark clouds approached from the horizon, casting ominous shadows on the ground below. Their ragged, grizzly surface bubbled like a vapor coming out of a simmering kettle, overheated and ready to blow.

July consisted of sultry days with the dust permeating the glowing summer air. The all-pervading heat, dense and sticky like hot syrup. The dust, din, and clatter from the innumerable construction projects

There are myriads spots of light where the sun rays pass through the translucent green foliage and dance on the ground. The leaves shimmer and sparkle, reflecting the sun. Then, after noon, it becomes

I have a habit of looking at the sun above my head. Every now and then I do that. This way, seeing how high it is above the horizon, I can roughly estimate what time it is. Or how long it is before the

There is a different perception of time when sometimes time seems to move faster than usual. I translate the time into an amount of text I can read or amount of text I can write and realize how limited

United States is the best place to spend Your youth! Why? There are no such words in this Universe that can explain it! You just need to come there at least once! Country of liberty. Nobody cares what

I can see how the sun slowly moves to the west descending from its position somewhere directly above my head toward the horizon. Although, it's still the daylight, 6 pm I notice how the light changes its

When there is nothing much to do except looking around seeing willow trees in the distance with the cascades of leaves reminiscent of the enormous schools of silvery fish, this calmness around produces

I'm a deep water fish designed to live under pressure I guess. When the pressure subsides, everything becomes a bit empty, a bit depressing. And the energy seeps away somewhere. Summer evenings sometimes