Essential Tremor

Flamingo

I read the report again! The final report documents on my essential tremor, they need my signature to continue "deep brain stimulation and focused ultrasound thalamotomy.

I don't know what's it all, but I have to do it now else it would carry along with me hard to survive.
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Signed by

Amit Jose

Yeah, I would like to see how it gonna see. I see the bright side, it's time for a new beginning, I may lose many or I make more tribe around me.

I'm not ready to be socialized, or else. No, I overheard my colleague's conversation in the men's room!

He can't even hold a tea now, he doesn't eat well, can't write, and anxious!

After that, I zoned to be the "unsociable" I won't talk to people, only text, that in the official counts!!  an old man insides a suit.

A total stranger to the outer world, fewer friends. Few meetups, truly official. Lives in web, 20/7 online, the sleep cycle cycled me a lot!! A slave of my phone, I have to believe whatever it finds for me, that's where everything started!!

A few days ago I was asking for suggestions in a Sufi readers community, and one has indicated "the forty days of love" and said which has a break down in her life, I was fascinated by the words she used to describe the book.

She emailed a softcopy of the novel.

I strongly believe in omens, they're mystic, you're really connected to nature, you'll see the signs in front, nature will lead you through the way, but it's hard to comprehend it.

"That's a blessing and a curse too"

I can't take a lot more today, I couldn't sleep last night, more like it's been months, I can sleep, the eyelids earns more, so they're listening to the brain, I should keep engaged in something more productive, and yeah, I gotta learn "the rules".
That wasn't omened, I know "everything happens for a read".

I began the novel, it's not hooking me up, but I should read as she said the novel has changed her, something like an enlightened self.

So I kept reading, but the narrator of the story is lagging my brain, but the "Sufism" of my skin has triggered my eyes to be on.  I kept reading and it's feeding me...

A new season, the streets are floral, yellow, blue, purples. The birds are migrating to the south, tiny and huge groups. Later the day, I happened to see a lonely "flamingo" stretching her wings, a rare one" the rarest of them have golden black-feathered abdomen, there's not much of them. Google said!

I asked without thinking!!!why are you here and aren't you join them?

I wanna fly alone, and live the seasons unnoticed. Now I'm here, she replied with a break node.

"Even they're flying to find something alone, but sadly they're along with somebody, I haven't thought of that life," She stared at me saying this.

We continued to text, we discussed Rumi, Shams, Sufism, and Persians. Turkey, Istanbul.
Politics, India, pact, humanity.
Art, craft, poetry, songs...

But it's after reading medical reports, I'm in Dilemma, I wanted to take a walk on nature, like always.
But I wanted to swim against, I want to fly along, alone and alone!

I signed the documents!
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"Tuk-tuk" someone knocked!

I opened and check for the phone, 4 miss calls and it's 3:33 PM!

Grabbed my bedsheet, and managed undercover! And pulled the hook, lazy even to open eyes,  walked!
Lied down back, the lock and her Gypsy bag sounded like.
And she jumped into bed, locked me in her arms, the wildflowers.
The fragrance was well known I can sense from miles, I was sure it's her when I unlocked the door.

"I want to know, what happened to Amit m?"

She bites my neck, "Ahh, which? what?
Lavender, the sensual and oceanic!!

Amit Jose! Your new character!! From your yesterday's story!!

Oh shitt, the flamingo!!!

Ohh yeah. ..!!!

What did I say yesterday? I forgot!!!!

I snatched the phone texts and scrolled up down twice!!!!
But I forgot, what would happen next!????

Why do you sad always??? I've to keep asking for the ending!!

It never ends!!

Now it's my turn, locked her back!! and whispered in her ear, do you want to know the ending???

This is it, the signature of the author!!

Which left a cute little hickey on her neck.

She giggled and stretched her wings, I saw the golden black hair.