Let’s Talk:

I want to talk. I want to talk till the moon slips into the sea and the world falls silent except for our murmurs.

I want you to tell me about your imaginative childhood games and I will tell you about the orchard with a tiled hut and the ghost in the neighbourhood pond.

I want you to tell me about your best memories and I will tell you about the boy with sad eyes and a small pup.

I want to know about the times when you almost gave up and I will tell you about a time when I did not exist.

I want to know what you think of when you see the full moon casts its magic on the high mountains and I will tell you why I wanted to run away from the world.

I want you to tell me your daily routine and what you do in the last hours of each day and I will tell you about the birds that flitter around in the mango tree everyday.

I want to know why you like the books that you like and I will tell you the stories swirling in my head.

I want you to tell me about your philosophy of love and life and I will tell you what I read in your eyes.