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Amazing stories by Katerina Charisi

-Hey, moving out?
-You could call it that, I guess… I don’t have a home anymore.

move01_400-You don’t…? What… What are you going to do now? What about all these? Wasted? Just like that?
-I got all I need… Only the necessary.

-Necessary? How can you separate what’s necessary among all your stuff? They are all necessary, they are things of your house, part of your life, your family… They are your memories!

-Well… My memories are well stored in my mind, plus I could use some space in it to put the ones that coming, don’t you think? I already see my future self sitting besides a fire with my grand-kids around when all this is going to be over and just tell them stories.

Things are going be so great some day, that my stories will sound unbelievable to them. To tell you a little secret; I’m going to make up some stuff too, to make them even better.

I will tell them about hellish hot days under the sun and cold winter nights in constant fear. Fires in barrels, eating with rats. Torn and filthy clothes, rotten teeth and walking barefoot in the snow.

Silence, desperation and a dying hope writhing inside, dead silent at times, or screaming with wrath.

Yes sir. I got all I need. A strong heart, an immortal hope and amazing stories to tell. Strong as a bull and brave as a lion. And if I will not make it to sit by the fire, remember that I once walked on this world.

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Living without you by Katerina Charisi

living01_400I fell for my wife and every night I sang outside her house. Her father threw a bucket full of water to my face, to make me go away, every single night. Last time I decided to go up and take her with me. I put a ladder under her window and climbed, then I heard something cracking and I found myself hanging from the vines and fell down. Her father came out with a Winchester. Next morning I asked her to marry me. All that, more than 50 years ago.

If you ask me now, I don’t have a life. I just exist. I barely breathe. No, it’s not my age, it’s I forgot; how to live. I lived so many years with her, that the only thing I ever knew, is to live with her by my side.

Now that she is not here anymore, I don’t know what to do; how to live alone. Maybe, I don’t want to find out, anyway.

Everything seems new, even the most common things. The morning sunlight, the lunch in the small kitchen, the walks on Sundays. The raindrops on the roof; Sleeping at nights on a bed too big for a single body. Yeah, maybe I am just too old to remember how to live alone again. Or again, maybe I just don’t want to.

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Carpe Diem – NOT by Katerina Charisi

ovicover_08_08_17.gifA few days ago, an internet friend from US posted a comment about the sudden death of a neighbor. The man had gone to his work as usual but looked bad. When his colleagues asked him what’s wrong he said “well, this is one of those days you think it would be better to stay home. My car’s broken, my wife’s too, the roof has a leak and I really don’t know how I’m supposed to get through this. I actually don’t feel very well.” Just a little while later and the man falls down and dies of a heart attack.

Unfortunately this is an everyday’s reality all over the world and Greece is not the only country that suffers from austerity. Financial struggles are an open wound that keeps bleeding for many people around the western – supposedly well off – world. The stress caused by everyday’s problems is killing us slowly or eventually once and for all. I think there’s no place for drama and tearful statements here; we all know what means not to know what’s going to happen to you tomorrow, wondering if all you have done and fought for and achieved in your life are going wasted… Each day.

But what really made me to sit down and write my thoughts today about this tragic incident, is how people responded to my friend’s FB status about it, trying to express their sympathy and condolences. You know, sometimes the weirdest and most thoughtful conversations happen online. So everyone shared their thoughts, adding “just live for the day, man”.

And that was what hit me.

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Leave or let go by Katerina Charisi

let01_400When you let something go, they say it leaves you too. And you believe that …until you find yourself for the first time thirty long years later, riding a bicycle. Because you have a grandkid that needs to learn. And maybe your knees creak and hurt, and maybe you did once let go of it… But it didn’t.

You let your childhood’s dream to go when you had to get a job. You let it go …it left you too. That’s what they told you, that’s what you learn to believe. Until many years later, your rusty fingers touch the keys of a borrowed piano. And with all doubt inside you, the forgotten melody flows in your mind… And your fingers follow confidently. Maybe rusty, but they follow. You did let go of your dream… But it didn’t.

You still remember the last time you danced. It was a warm, summer night. Next to a black wave, under a sky full of stars. How many years since then? You can’t remember anymore. But you do remember the music. Remember the steps. I can’t dance anymore, you tell me. Is that true? I ask. And then you stand on your feet and you show me how to dance. You don’t miss a single step… You did let go of it once, believing it left you too. But see? It is there! It was always there.

Just like her eyes. The eyes that haunted your mind and engraved your heart for ever. The love that never held up. The love you let go because it was wrong, was too soon, was too late. And in every pair of eyes you look at, you search for those same eyes.

No matter if you think you once let go of something, all you see in the end is that it never went away.

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Alone in the darkness of over 50s by Katerina Charisi

Helen and Andrea are sisters; both in their fifties. A small quiet local café in their neighbourhood is where they meet for coffee every single Sunday morning to share their news. Helen has moved in her mother’s 27 square meters flat, almost 4 years ago. By moving in it means that she put a sofa that turns to a single bed next to her mother’s couch that she also uses as a bed for the last 35 years and the small coffee table. Helen got married right after school the man who gave her a greasy piece of pizza every Saturday evening while passing by with her girlfriends on their way to the movies. Next, marriage and immediately work at his pizza place.

kat01_400_05“I never thought of myself as an employee”, she says. “It was our own business, our family business, my business too. I never got paid, I was not insures and I never took a single day off, we all lived from this small pizzeria. And no, I never thought about any other future. Now couples sign all these pre-marriage contracts, or at least that’s what they show on TV, but who actually thinks of “future securing” when they are in love and about to get married? Well, not me anyway, I never did.”

Helen’s husband asked for a divorce almost 4 years ago. He met a younger woman who …maybe came for a greasy slice of pizza on Saturday evenings like she did and he decided that he wanted another chance in love before it was too late. Since her husband owns the pizzeria and the small apartment above, Helen all of the sudden found herself in her 48 years, divorced, unemployed and actually homeless. Now she is 52 and she’s back with her mother, unable to find a job or settler.

“It’s unfair. Just so unfair. Why? I never stopped working for almost 35 years. I never saw my children growing up. Others did, not me. I was always working. And now …just look at me. What am I supposed to do? Who is going to hire a 52 year old woman soaked in grease, with pink burn-marks all over her hands? They didn’t give me a job when I was 48, why would they hire me in my 52?”

Her sister shakes her head and lowers her eyes. She feels ashamed and it is obvious, even though she wants she cannot help her sister.

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Talking the “City On Fire” with Garth Risk Hallberg by Katerina Charisi

ovicover_11_12_16I knew all about “City On Fire” before even comes to Greece. It’s one of these books that fame reaches you before them and it’s kind of scary. An enormous 1000 pages novel, with such an impressive ad campaign, would have risked to be judge only by it and read out of curiosity, something definitely unfair for the actual book. Truth said, I was curious too. Coincidentally the timing was wrong. The book came to me late October where Athens was still in a summer mood while the book was in total winter scent. I remember this though: I was so stunned by the book itself, that after the first look, I had to put it down and make sure my hands were clean enough, not to somehow spoil it or something.

An embossed, full of promises cover and in the inside a fine white paper with scattered rectangles in the tones of grey. A beautiful publication we rarely see the Greece of crisis and poor paper quality. I wanted to start the book immediately, but it was in the middle of a warm Greek autumn and I just wanted to experience the book with the cold wind hitting the windows outside. So, I hidden the book in my closet, under a stack of clothes, and waited. It took me almost a month to start reading it and that was when I saw the first signs of winter: Two days of furious wind, hard rain and a breathtaking cold. Only then I let the “City On Fire” to carry me away.

The “City On Fire” is not a book to read between small breaks in your day. It is neither a book to read for relaxation and entertainment purposes only. This book demands your dedication and full concentration; expects from you to hold back the pinches of everyday’s routine and empty yourself from anything that is yours. And trust me, it pays you back full. It pays you back with a magical journey in a world you never been before and there is where its magic lays: “You are there too, and you live it. Like an invisible spectator hiding in the shadows, next to its fringe characters, motley heroes and dreamers. Thankfully the novel fortunate in our country through a wonderful version and translation.”

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