The Fork and the Road

By Umair Haque

One day, a weary traveller came to a fork in the road.

He was desperate to find his way home. “But which way is mine?!”, he cried.

The fork replied, gently, “all these roads will lead you home”.

The man, offended by the fork’s illogic, didn’t notice for a moment that the road was speaking to him.

“How can that be! This road goes left, and that road goes right. I am seeking the end of the road. But only the right road! That is my way home. That is everyone’s way home,” he added.

The fork laughed. “All these roads will lead you home”, it said to the weary traveller, again, this time even more gently..... Keep reading

To Be Held

By Umair Haque

I am never happier than when, like a child, I’m being held. The only real difference between me and you is that having spent years at death’s edge, I’ll gently admit it.

After all, we spend our lives desperately trying not to admit it, don’t we? I did. We are not children, we cry. We are not weak, dependent, needy. We certainly do not need to be held. We are grown ups, we are adults, we are proud and independent and self sufficient. That’s the idea of strength we’ve been taught.

And yet..... Keep Reading