Literati

Artwork: " Homeward Bound " by Loui Jover The looming clouds Hover over the wary sky, And the timid sun, Hides behind the black curtains. The scary storm Flings the strayed kite, As it helplessly Flies towards the high mountains. The pouring drops Drowns the paper-boats, And inundate The poor tiny lanes. The fading light Scares a little boy, As in the pastures, He tends the herd of cattle. When you’re afraid, And you’ve nowhere to go, You must know, There’s a place called home. A mother’s kiss— So soft and tenderly, Nurses all the scars, And heals all the pains. The father’s words, So very sincere— Says there’s a rainbow, After it rains. A long-lost friend Greets with open arms, And brings back those Sweet golden-old days. A childhood crush Meets with a blushing smile, That excites you In the same old ways. You’ve wandered so long, And gone so far; How long will you roam? It’s time you head back home. It’s time to come

Artwork: "Silence" by Daniela Huhurez “He didn’t utter a word. He was staring infinitely into the space, listening intently while I kept talking animatedly about my mini-adventure with a Rupee Five-Hundred note that afternoon. The angles of his mouth slowly climbed up and settled beautifully into a curve. He was still staring into the space. I knew he was in love.” -Anonymous Listening is an attitude of the heart, a genuine desire to be with another which both attracts and heals. Sadly, we talk too much, listen too little… forgetting the simple fact that we have been given two ears but one mouth. “Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn life around.” All because we don’t listen. We have stopped believing in the idea of ‘indulgence’... in the process of getting involved and melting into another person’s realm of existence. H