Note : 1. The day it begins

Yesterdays dream.

 It was a house, just the ground floor nothing on top, there was a wooden roof - a couple of windows - a blue starry curtain - john lennon humming in the background- a garden began parallel to the front porch - it.sure had Lily'ies for me and sunflower's for you..a see-saw, a jhoola for the kids.

It seemed like it had snowed - there was a soft-puffy-cottony layer on the road that led to our house. I was home cooking - you probably had gone out - for an art exhibition. We had 2 kids whom I had to baby sit- Lily and Agnes - if I remember it right.. It was probably spring - the end of winter like it is right now.. The harsh cold giving way to a blooming Summer.

I had a workdesk with a lot of books and notes - I was probably a writer - there obviously was a canvas - wid that one painting - the dad wid his 2 fragrant flowers.. You used to say it was your best work. I wondered if you meant the kids, me or our lives..Coz it seems you drew us - you drew us towards you..


The future dad?

 Hdk