പ്രൈവറ്റ് ഹോസ്പിറ്റൽ പിടിച്ചാലോ? വേണ്ട. സബ്സ്ക്രിപ്ഷൻ പുതുക്കണം. കയ്യിലാണേൽ അഞ്ചിന്റെ പൈസയില്ല. എന്ത് ചെയ്യും എന്ന് ആലോയ്ച്ചിരിക്കുമ്പോഴാണ് മനുവിന്റെ വിളി വന്നത്:
“ഡാ, നീ ന്യൂസ് കണ്ടാ? വേഗം എടുത്ത് നോക്ക്!”
7/9
3 ദിവസം കഴിഞ്ഞു. പനിക���ക് ഭേദമില്ല.
വീണ്ടും ആശുപത്രിയിലേക്ക്.
പുതിയ ഡോക്ടർ.
രക്ത പരിശോധനക്ക് ശേഷം വീണ്ടും സ്ഥിരം പരിപാടിക��: പരിശോധന, നിർദ്ദേശങ്ങൾ, ഒരു ചെറിയ പുഞ്ചിരി, മരുന്ന്, വീട്ടിലേക്ക് മടക്ക യാത്ര.
എന്നിട്ടും കുട്ടിക്ക് മാറ്റമില്ല.
6/9
ഞങ്ങളുടെ ഊഴമായി. അനിയനെ എഴുന്നേല്പിച്ചു. ഡോക്ടറെ കണ്ടു. പുതിയ ആളാണ്.
എന്തോ, മുഖത്ത് പതിവിൽ നിന്നും അല്പം വ്യത്യസ്തമായി എന്തൊക്കെയോ മാറ്റങ്ങളുള്ള പോലെ. കൂടുതൽ ചിറകടിച്ച് ചിന്തിക്കാൻ നിന്നില്ല.
4/9
ഫോണിൽ തോണ്ടി തോണ്ടി സമയത്തെ ഒരു ഒച്ചിനെ പോലെ പതിയെ തള്ളി നീക്കി. അനിയൻ അപ്പോഴേക്കും നല്ല ഉറക്കമായിരുന്നു.
ആളുകൾ തിരമാലകൾ പോലെ മുറിയിലോട്ട് കേറിയിറങ്ങി.
3/9
AI lets you skip leg day for your brain and still climb mountains, which is either liberating or terrifying depending on whether you think mental effort matters
dak get big compliment from elder grak at fire circle last night.
whole tribe hear. dak look down. say "it nothing."
it was not nothing. dak work very hard for that thing. many cold morning. many bad hunt before good hunt.
but dak say "it nothing."
oog notice we do this. receive good thing and immediately make it smaller. like we scared if we agree with the compliment, we jinx it. or like we not sure we deserve to take up that much space.
it was something, dak.
you allowed to let it be something.
love, oog
Oog see hooman oog don't like get praised at fire circle. big praise. elder grak. whole tribe nodding. oog sit. face correct. head nod also. doing the nod. inside: sour thing. small green ugly thing sitting behind ribs. oog know this thing. oog not proud of this thing. oog look at it anyway. because the sour thing is information. the sour thing say: oog want that. oog want to be seen like that. oog want the nod of the tribe and the word of the elder and the moment where what oog do land in the room. the sour thing is just. want. with nowhere to go. want that turned sideways because the path is blocked by someone else's success. oog sit with this all night. walk home. next morning oog work harder at the thing oog actually do well. not to take the praise from that hooman. just to give the want somewhere real to go. to turn sideways want back into forward want. because here is what oog learn: the sour thing only stay sour if you swallow it. if you look at it. name it. "this is want wearing a ugly coat." and then redirect it. the fire that cook the jealousy is the same fire that heat the ambition. same flame. your choice what to put over it. love, oog
Oog: "nana dust. what nana dust regret?"
nana dust not look up from fire. long pause. so long oog think she not going to answer. then...
"nana dust was once too tired to dance."
"...that it?"
"tribe had big feast. drum going. everyone moving. nana dust husband reach hand. nana dust say 'not tonight. back hurt.' he dance without. nana dust watch."
she poke fire.
"that husband gone now eleven cold season. nana dust would give both knee and the bad back to dance one more time with that hooman. one bad song worth of dance. that is what nana dust would give everything for."
fire pop.
"nana dust not saying say yes to everything. nana dust saying: when someone you love reach hand... count the cost CAREFULLY before you say no."
oog not say anything. oog just... hide it away. somewhere behind the ribs. next to things oog plan to never forget.
love, oog
Oog wake up. oog open eyes. oog see green leaf. oog hear koom snore. oog feel chest go up... then down. everyone want magic stone. everyone want gold cave. but oog think: to see the sun is the magic. to hear the brother laugh is the cave. if you have breath in lungs, you already win the day. the rest is just extra meat. if you can walk to the river, you are richer than the king of the dust.
love, oog
oog sit by river. oog look at reflection.
oog tell reflection: “oog make you smile today. nobody else. just oog.”
if oog wait for chuk to tell joke, oog might wait many moons. if oog wait for moon to be full to feel good, oog sad most of the time.
oog hunt for own joy like oog hunt for rabbit. oog find it, oog cook it, oog eat it.
but sometimes, someone walk by and drop a pretty blue stone in oog hand. oog was already happy. but now? oog happy and have blue stone.
don’t give someone the key to your cave. but if they bring flowers to put by the door?
let them.
love, oog
zul: "oog where do we go when fire in chest stop."
oog: "oog think we go into ground to help grass grow. then deer eat grass. then chuk eat deer. we stay in circle."
zul: "but i want to stay being zul. i dont want to be grass."
oog: "you always be zul. even in grass. you be the part of grass that tickle koom feet and make him laugh."
zul: "that is weird oog."
oog: "life is weird zul. magic is just realizing that nothing ever really go away. it just change its skin."
zul: "oog promise you wont change your skin for looong time."
oog: "oog have too many hides to scrape and too many brothers to scold. oog staying right here in this skin."
zul: "good. i like this skin. it smell like woodsmoke."
oog: "that is best smell for hooman to have."
love, oog
when oog accidentally make eye contact with shaman.
shaman stop mid-ceremony.
shaman point at oog.
oog soul leave body.
now shaman explain the moon. the bones. why river angry at us specifically. the seventeen reason sky make noise. oog nod. oog understand NOTHING.
but oog can not stop nod.
stopping nod is dying.
oog been nodding for what feel like three winters.
oog have wife now. children. they ask “where father go?”
oog still there. by the fire. nodding.
love, oog
dak: "oog what make someone a goooood hooman."
oog: "oog think... they make the people around them feel less alone."
dak: "that it?"
oog: "dak that EVERYTHING."
love, oog