Random Scribbles of M

"Babe, I've finally finished the painting," Marcus said with an exhilarating smile on his face as I walked into our home.  "Oh my gosh, that's great babe," I said, hugging him tightly. It warmed my heart to see him this happy after weeks of agonizing over this painting he wanted so badly to get into the town's biggest art exhibition. You see, Marcus is very passionate about his art. Anytime he has a big project, we have this agreement that I'll give him some space to concentrate on his work. And this usually means days and nights of him being locked away in his studio. I get to stop by to drop his food or coffee, some small talk and that's it. I understand Marcus like that. But this time, it was different. We had a new neighbour who just moved in next door a few days after Marcus started this painting. Well, he was a really noisy one. Oh dear, and Marcus wasn't having it.  There were days I literally had to beg him not to confront the neighbo...

Meghan and I have this unspoken rule, we never call each other except in emergencies. A text always suffices for our conversations. So when my phone buzzed and I picked it up to see ‘Meg’ as the caller, my heart skipped. An unsettling feeling began welling inside me as I picked the call. "Cassandra have you heard?" she sounded very apprehensive. And did she just call me Cassandra? Something horrible had definitely happened. Meg never calls my full name unless she’s angry or there’s trouble. It’s always ‘Cass’.  "heard what? what are you talking about?" my voice was shaky, I didn't realize how fast I was breathing already. "it's on the news, he's out!".  My heart started pounding at an increasingly rapid pace. “You have to…..”, she began saying before she was lost to the extremely loud static noise. “Hello, Meg! Hello!”, I said, raising my voice and anxiously expecting to hear her complete her last statement. Suddenly, the...

I had just finished with my book club meeting and was descending the escalator. Just when I’m about getting off it, this hunky guy bumps into me. And no, it didn’t happen like in the movies, there was no looking into each other’s eyes or sparks circling over our heads or any of those love at first sight movie nonsense. It was the complete opposite. I lost my balance and fell with my butt hitting the ground hard. I heard something snap like what you hear when cracking a knuckle. I didn’t think much about it until I tried pushing my weight off the ground, that was when this piercing sharp pain erupted from my right leg and halted my movement. Great! I just dislocated my knee for the second time this year. There I was sitting on the floor, screaming and cursing out in pain. The poor guy must have been terrified because I kept on hurling insults at him. Don’t blame me, I was hurting and it didn’t help that a small crowd had already gathered and there were a lot of ‘sorries and...