An exposure of feelings and tips from a woman who is experiencing a bunch of emotions
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Good bye Lovely Kisses
Good bye Traffic Jams
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Urpi
Urpi lives in Vilcashuaman, a little place four hour drive from Ayacucho, a city in the highlands of Peru. Urpi means dove in Quechua, the native language of Peru. Urpi is looking for a sense of life. Urpi is thinking about her present, her feelings … her future. It was 1985 Peru had many problems with economy and social issues especially in rural areas of the country, like Ayacucho. She didn’t have parents. She had grown up with her grandmother. But her grandma was very old and had a severe illness. Urpi wants t help her grandma. She wants to find her life story.
Friday’s night flavor
I remember my nights in Huaringas, a bar close to the beach in Miraflores, Lima – Peru. Every Friday, at 7:00 o’clock, after work, my friends and I meet in Huaringas. We spend our Friday nights together talking about politics, the economy, life, love, and sex. In this bar I feel comfortable. It is not only the atmosphere of this warm bar and its friendly waitress but also the variety of liquors made with pisco, the Peruvian alcohol drink. I usually drink an “aguaymanto sour”, a combination of pisco and aguaymanto, a fruit from the Peruvian jungle. Closing my eyes I imagine I am in Huaringas, seeing my friends, listening to rhythmical music, smelling the fragrance of the night close to the beach, and tasting a delicious aguaymanto sour. I know Huaringas is the bridge to feel affection, to listen to lyrical music, and to taste the Fridays’s night flavor.
Fiance’s Litany
the colorful kite and the sun rise.
You are the blue jay bird in the oak
and the eager scout in the jungle.
You are the rainbow in the sky
and the solitary bud in the land.
However, you are not the thorn on the rose,
the sad ending in a romantic movie,
or the house of cards.
And you are certainly not the smoke in the air.
There is just no way you are the smoke in the air.
It is possible that you are the colorful rainbow in the spring,
maybe even the dolphin in the sea,
but you are not even close
to being the rare snake pit.
It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the sound of the breeze.
I am also the star in the sky
and the sugar in your coffee.
But don’t worry, I am not the breeze and the storm.
You are still the breeze and the storm.
You will always be the breeze and the storm,
not to mention the colorful kite and –somehow-the sun rays.
Sadness Love
A Dream and A Dream Deferred
The pearl found in the deep of the sea
The flower in the desert
Water for desiccated fruit
Music to my ears
The sunshine after the storm
But when a dream is deferred
The pearl is an illusion in the sea
The flower is desiccated in the desert
The fruit is degenerated by worms
The music makes cacophony the sound
The sunshine never appears
Lorena
Lorena just means lucky. Lucky because all the people around me say that. Always, I have experienced moments and experiences XXX. I am lucky not because of what I am. I am lucky because of all what I have around me. Not monetary. I have a great family, good friends and people around me. A beautiful fiancé who helps to me in every I want. I am lucky because I can trust people. I feel very grateful for this opportunity. Now, I am changing my routine, my job, my house, my country, my life. Now, I am living in the United States to increase my professional knowledge and to look for my future. Now, I am in a bridge from my life in Peru to my life in the United States. Now, I am testing a new wine.