Welcome to the blog and website of the author James Kidac.

Welcome to the blog and website of the author James Kidac.
In Between, now available in leading ebooks stores and Amazon paperback.

Friday, February 20, 2009

the moon and the sun

The stars sparkled in an evening's gloom only in places where lights shun. In this night, there was no human periphery that spewed in the company of one dark lake and the land cupped around it. As in every other dusk, the lake was only a typical and silent lake and earth, judging by the calm on the land, seemed to be photographed into a stand still, so unlike its normally bustling mess.

Every snore, by the drunkard knocked out inside his truck, by the man snoozing on the bench beside the lake, and the occasional purr that came from a shed nearby was carried away in the whispering wind and above this normal night on earth, the moon glowed in a crisp yellow happily, as if basking in that familiar sun she was facing.

Sometimes, I wonder if the stars and moons and suns take on life of their own as they never stay the same when you want them to. When it rains, when it snows, when the sun refuses to shine, can a story still be told, ignoring the obvious science that demystifies rich and unbridled imagination into myths and mumbles..

Saturday, February 7, 2009

A small gift

The lady had brown hair and beautiful brown eyes. She was in her thirties, the period of beauty and love in her and she met a tired man on her walk one day. He sat on the bench, slouching forward with his head down, looking dejected and lost. Alone, he didn't have friends that mattered, nor did he have family for support.

She was a girl who had failed relationships, a paper heart and many friends who weren't friends and even so, she was happy in her own way. The occasional popcorn treats, the silent walk in the night gazing at stars were her solace in a cold, cold world. She saw him and knew she needed him as he needed her; a moment's humancy. She reached for his disheveled hair with empathy and yet a pinch of caution and spoke with her understanding silence. Life can suck some times..

Previously staring at the ground, he looked up and gazed upon a girl who looked beautiful, happy and yet her brown eyes betrayed her happiness by bearing a hint of sadness. A smile on her rubbed off on him and alas he felt a little settled in a very uncertain world.