Fidgeting in our chairs

Dusky ,the death blogger, said she felt she was on a short holiday here, which would soon come to an end.Neither happy leaving this place nor happy staying .Always on the edge of the chair, waiting for the next occupant .

Well ,the next occupant was here two days back .The short holiday came to an end the last Saturday .

Our own holiday will come to an end some time. We are fidgeting in our chairs .

* Book of lost words
Dusky wanted to compile a book of lost words, of words lost from the lips of the ageing people. Just words, no sentences. So they they would all join up and make meaning .

I lost Diski after her cancer death on the tip of my tongue.I have recovered her partly .Now she is Dusky making a new meaning. She has not lost the dignity of her name. Rather she has added her own meaning to the dusk of my life.