Amarts's Notes

                                     EPISODE 1       “Mary, is that you?” Peter asked in a weak voice as soon as he heard the sound from a slow shuffling gait after the door to his room was gently shut. When he didn’t get any response, he strained his eyes to look at the door, but his blurred vision wouldn’t let him clearly see the person that walked into his room. “Mary,” he said for a second time and when he didn’t get a response again, he struggled to get out of his bed, but as he tried he groaned. Quickly, Mary rushed to his bed and helped him to sit upright.           “I am Helen not Mary,” Mary said softly in an American accent. When Peter didn’t ask any question, she was glad that she had been able to throw him into confusion which meant that she had imitated her colleague, Helen perfectly. It was something she never kn...

                                Image credit: www.canstockphoto.com           The evening breeze conveyed little children's   shrill laughter and chatter into Mandy’s ears. Squeals of delight came from the children as they jumped several times on a mattress placed on a floor in the garden. Two   of the children were her   nieces; one was her nephew   while others were neighbours. Yesterday, like many others days, they had played on a mattress in   the   ‘children’s room’. But once Tobi, Mandy’s nephew collided with a wall clock that fell clattering   on   the floor, Mandy had angrily pulled a mattress out of the house when the children couldn’t stop jumping on a mattress.             Mandy watched the children’s hilarious display with enthusiasm even though she was s...

                                                 Margaret was stunned upon hearing from her maid, Helen, that it was a Thursday. She had lost a track of the days and thought it was a Wednesday.  Ever since she got married, everyday had always looked like every other day because she did the same things every day, it was a life of boring routines. Still in doubt, her eyes rolled over to the calendar on the wall of her room and surprisingly, her maid was right. She wished it was a Monday or Tuesday or at worst a Wednesday, Thursday was too close to a Saturday. Soon, she would see his black face again. Chief would mount on her like a lion on its prey once he arrives on Saturday. He had made her feel like he had married her just to satisfy his sexual craving. His hu...

Image credit: www.olderhood.com             “Young man!”  Opportunity shouted from where he stood. He had been watching the young man    since he started his journey to the Land of Happiness.  “Good day,” the young man said cheerfully, after he had walked up to Opportunity. “Where are you going to?” Opportunity asked even though, he knew where the young man was heading to. “I am going to the Land of Happiness to seek my own happiness,” he replied buoyantly. “Why are you moving towards the East to the Land of Happiness?” Opportunity asked. “Because everyone is moving towards that direction,” he replied. "You see?" He said, pointing at a man walking towards the direction. “You are making a mistake young boy. The journey to finding your true happiness is independent of others.” “But everyone moves towards that direction to find happiness,” the young man said quick...

I mage credit: www.forbes.com On a valentine’s day, my husband gave me a huge golden box that really thrilled me. Before I opened the secret golden box, he asked me to guess what was in it. If it was a small box, I would have guessed the golden box contained jewellery. But the box was too big for any kind of jewellery. After I refused to guess right, he asked me to open the golden box. Then I did, and when I saw the content of the big box, I became disappointed. The big golden box contained a cream and brown teddy bear. Although the teddy bear was beautiful, I didn't appreciate it because I was not a teddy bear fan. I tried to wear a fragile smile just to cover up my dissatisfaction. But he became aware of the fragile smile, and he asked if I liked it, I lied to him that I liked it. I noticed he dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out a golden box, but this time a small one. He didn't ask me to guess before I opened it. This time my fragile smile ...