Rosalie Rolanda Dienes

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I dreamt of a fire. A great fire.  I was walking on cobbled pavement next to a huge building. It was a dormitory, I guess. The people who passed me were old. They were talking about a terrible disaster happened in the dormitory. The fire started in the basement and swallowed half of the building. So many young adult people burnt to death. Nobody knew something like this would ever happen. The adults were mourning their children. University students. The weather was mild. It was mid or late Spring. I could feel the mild wind caressing my skin. The building though, the part of it which was close to the…

I do not know much about my ancestors. I do not really remember them because half of them died before I was born and the other half passed on when I was too little to understand or memorize anything around me. Though I remember hearing stories about my father’s father, my grandfather.  I remember from stories that my grandmother’s very first husband served in the Second World War and he died in action. The second husband was my grandfather. He also served in the war but he got home and as a disabled soldier he married my grandmother. He was very silent. He went to the local pub or the shop…

I remember when moving to the capital I was afraid that I  might lose myself. I only heard stories about people moving to the big city and becoming prostitutes, drug addicts, dealers, gamblers, pimps and so on. I soon realized as I was starting to live my life between the monumental high buildings and ghettos that you mostly find trouble if you are looking for one. Otherwise, your life can be as empty and uneventful as in the village.  I grew up in there. Isolated from civilization. In a one-way street. It was felt like a homestead than a village. It was so small. Of course, you could reach the…

I went shopping for warm clothes as the Fall came in and the cold is about to hit the city. So I went to the mall which I have not done for a very long time. I usually buy consciously. When I give out money for something I make sure that I will use that product at least a hundred times. I rarely buy clothes for that matter. This time I did.  The consuming was real.  Nothing has changed since March or April (whatever), really. I saw the same faces in the mall circuling around the stores, holding hand with people they barely even knew because the focus was on…

As a teenager I remember being afraid of arguments and debates. I often just ran away or left the place in a hurry where there was a heated conversation.  I have no idea when my attitude changed towards that. I think that the older I became the more I turned to be the person who creates the conflict or faces it instantly. It took me about ten years to realize why I need conflicts and why it is a must to have quarrels in life.  I just really need it. In the past couple of years I realized that in order to face the truth you need to get it…

I was sitting in the office and it was about almost lunchtime when the epiphany came hit me like lightning.  There are only a few people who come back to the office. Ninety-five percent of the employees work from home. And since it is summer time, many of them are currently spending their vacation in Croatia or at Balaton which is cliché, really.  I have never had a summer vacation or a vacation at all. I remember we never had the money to go on a proper trip or something during the summer. Sometimes we barely even had money for food which made life seem more unfair to us. I…