Creative Meanderings

My ramblings and wanderings through life

  • It was when we moved to the CityThat it began – the leaving of my heart from yours It was when I found my own courseThat it seemed away from you I ran without pity It was when I started succeedingThat you began to lose your way It was when “I love you” became harder to sayThat for a separation was my pleading It was when your stress was so highThat you looked…

  • A bit delayed as I play catch up with my life, but I took an 8-day trip to Egypt during my first term break. Living in the UAE makes it very convenient to travel to a number of countries. As Egypt has been on my top 3 list since I was 8-years-old, I figured that was the best place to start. Check out the daily adventures from my trip on Blogger!!! More trips…

  • Tonight I was asked,“So, Tara, where is your family located?” I paused to consider what the question really meant;I knew that was not the real question. I responded,“In Oregon. In the States.” “Is the rest of your family in Japan, then?”As I expected, he didn’t really want to know where my family is. I replied,“Well, I’m not Japanese. I’m adopted and was born in Korea.” Inside my head, I am screaming,“WTF? How does…

  • Love is the passionate search for a truth other than your own; and once you feel it, honestly and completely, love is forever. Every act of love, every moment of the heart reaching out, is a part of the universal good: it’s a part of God, or what we call God, and it can never die.Gregory David Roberts in _Shantaram_

  • Always someone newEnters in this life I lead Always someone asks“Where are you from?” immediately Always someone really meansNot what is your nationality, but Always someone wants to knowWhere were you born? As if it should make a differenceAs if it matters what are the answers to the questions: In what country was I born?What language do I or do not speak?What color is the skin of my parents? As if the assumption…

  • Every day brings me closer to seeing you.Every day brings me closerto touching you. Every day takes me furtherfrom knowing what to doEvery day takes me furtherfrom deciding about you Should we be in the same place?Should we be daily face-to-face?Should we be thinking about the future?Should we be letting this relationship fully mature? Some days I feel we are on the same pageSome days I feel you are hard to fully gaugeSome…

  • You don’t deserve this poem,But because we once shared a homeBecause we once shared a heartI need to express our coming apart. For years I denied the truthFor years I tried to be your RuthFor years I hid the painFor years I accepted I would never again feel the same. Slowly my identity fadedSlowly my attitude became jadedSlowly my confidence dwindledSlowly my love for you could not be kindled. The more you said…

  • The days are passing slowly As I wonder how it will be to see youto touch youto hold youto just be with you My heart feels tornAs I wonder what the future holds should I stayshould I gowill you staywill you come It seems endless as I considerThree months are left to wonderto ponderto weighto convey All that I feel. -T~April 25, 2009

  • April 9, 2009 At last the trip has come to an end! Hassan came to get me at 615 to take me to the airport. With no guide between us, I discovered that he actually speaks quite understandable English. So, we had a nice conversation on the way. Of course, he recommended that I come back to Egypt. He offered to drive me anywhere next time. He also said that he would learn…

  • April 8, 2009 My Egypt trip is coming to an end. I arrived early in the morning back in Cairo. Again without coffee to start my day and a serious lack of motivation to do any more sightseeing. However, I had paid for a day-tour of old Cairo and Sakkara. So, I was met by a familiar face, Hassan, the driver and a new guide came up. Another Mohamed, but different from Day…

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