Monday, July 14, 2014

Permutation

(Scene 1: 4 min - Sitting by a pond, under a willow tree with drooping branches waving, lemonade glasses on side tables, lazy summer breeze)

Grandma reads out loud slowly from the 2nd draft of a book she is reviewing -
"..Enchanted by the beauty of chromosome-like sentences that are pure art, unique strings manifesting the divine rhapsody of creation, words whirling like derwishes... meaningful gems among pebbles and plastic dices...all mouth-processed yet the magic is in the array."

Grandson murmurs, absent minded,  staring at small fish in the pond , a newspaper laid on lap -
So is that how life is supposed to be?!..Some people, some events, some emotions...accumulated in your shoulder bag, and constant analysing under your one-of-a-kind hat..once you are done here the bag and the hat are left on the counter called, justice!?

Grandma adds -
loveful justice my dear, loveful. Hopefully.

Grandson sighs -
I saw the most disturbing dream last night...emancipotary at the same time

Grandma straightens her back as she takes off her reading glasses -
Interesting! Tell me about it, darling, for I saw a disturbing one myself
 

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