Times pendulum swings again


A hospital romance novella with many twists and turns.
Involving the love between a Doctor from Kathmandu Sebastian[known as Seb.]and Jenny a newly qualified staff nurse.
The setting is Leeds General hospital in the U.K. They  fall madly in love with each other and  move into a flat together.
  Seb. goes to visit his family back in Nepal where he has a wife and two sons. Jenny eventually discovers the deceit and all hell lets loose.
There is a happy ending but only after many years pass.

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About the Author

Author Name : Joy M Lilley

     Joy is a retired qualified nurse, she spent nearly fifty years working within the National Health Service [N.H.S.] Her writing began after retirement and she has now published two novels and one novella. Her first title 'Figs,Vines and roses,'tells of love and loss between rich and poor at the end of the eighteen hundreds. Her second novel was a WW2 drama, 'The Liberty Bodice.' Both have received five star reviews. Her most recent story is this novella Times pendulum swings again, and there is a murder mystery awaiting publication. She has published a number of articles and short stories in British and American magazines.


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My great grandfather was a Slave

My grandfather was a Native

My grandmother was a Bantu

My mother was a kaffir, Nigga, Negro

Names imposed by shackles

But an Afrakan I am

An identity my forefathers were deprived of


An identity I am now polluting with the fumes of cigarettes

In dope I am giving it another face

In ecstasy I am giving it a comical image

My drunken stupor gives it an unstable belonging

My borrowed accent contradicts what it represents

My imitated dress code conceals its beauty

My adopted religion undermines my intellectual prowess

My language deafens my ancestors

My values are valueless

My mind is discriminatory

It repels anything indigenous

Whilst absorbing all that is alien

None can identify with me

Even those I am emulating

Patriotism I reserve for my kind

I look down at my patriots

If I were xenophobic

I could have been my own victim

I pride myself in my slanted inferior education

An education promptly deleting my true history

Ignorance is my custom

I am dreaming dreams my forefathers cannot interpret

I am singing praise songs for my dying culture

I am branding a heritage

I cannot inherit

Knowledge of freedom is embedded in my subconscious

But suppressed by fear

Fear to develop my culture and identity

Fear to be rejected by the world

Fear to be different and still love myself

Yet with no identity I remain

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