Brief Encounters with Solitary Souls

| November 16, 2017


Five short tales from Paris to Honolulu that prove:

Life is for each man a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors.

Eugene O’Neill

Five people as different from each other as you and those around you in a crowd. Five lives that never touch each other. Because all are solitary souls.

At a Paris Café. In early 70s Paris, a naive and eager young man chooses not to go with his buddies on a trip around the country on his summer vacation. He goes it alone in Paris. He falls in love for the first time and at first sight in his first encounter with a French couple at a café. But his illusions about love, about Paris are shaken.

The Gypsy. A boy uprooted to Paris by his parents’ divorce learns some life lessons from an old gypsy he watches through an apartment window. He sees how different she is from him, but deep inside, he feels an uneasy kinship with her.

The Sum of a Young Life. An urbane but blasé young man’s precise routine is upset when he finds a young woman’s journal at a Berkeley coffeehouse. But unable to control his curiosity, he opens it.

In a Few Fast Heartbeats. In the Napa Valley, a middle-aged wife and mother is taking her husband home after a heart surgery. She’s looking forward to family time and the old comforting routine. But her life changes in the blink of an eye.

Fragrant Green Mangoes. Every summer on her school break,a young woman visits her beloved Grandma at her house in Waipahu, a suburb of Honolulu. But after her most recent visit, she loses her Grandma within a month of her returning home. In her grief, she finds the language of love, not in roses, but in fragrant green mangoes.


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