Daily Prompt: Back to School


Daily Prompt: Back to School

If you could take a break from your life and go back to school to master a subject, what would it be? Photographers, artists, poets: show us MASTERY.


Magic, of course. 


When I published this post, the above line was my answer for today’s prompt. I said to myself, clever. But surely, I know this would dawn on me, I was ridden with guilt. To tell you the truth, the first thing that got to my mind when reading the prompt was – bullies. I wanted to write about going back to school and mastering how to face and answer the bullies. I don’t remember specific incidents or anything that happened with me, but I’ve always been someone who loathed bullying and the people who bully. The consequences of bullying are too naked for me to not feel agitated by it. The mere possibilities of the ways in which bullying can affect the victims, especially the kids, and what their hurt minds can do, scares the living hell out of me and brings up an anger equally intense. But writing about it seemed exhausting because I have to go through those emotions again and again until I finish the post. So, I just hit my head with a hammer and, being a complete Harry Potter freak, magic came to my mind. That I chose to write something else for a little peace within me, rather than writing about something that concerns a live social problem did not seem right. So, I added this little text.

STOP BULLYING.

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Remembering Humans


Daily Prompt: From the Collection of the Artist

It’s the year 2113. A major museum is running an exhibition on life and culture as it was in 2013. You’re asked to write an introduction for the show’s brochure. What will it say? Photographers, artists, poets: show us RETROSPECTIVE.


I guess I’d rather ‘show it’. When I say ‘the world begged its doom’, it meant that our current ways lead us to doom. For example, read this post by Kenton Lewis, a fellow blogger. I was stunned reading at what he wrote, it was so true and I couldn’t translate my angst into such words that might help a few see the wrong in the present. Here, please read this: Agree Or Disagree, They Called It Art | The Jittery Goat.

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That was fun doing it, I used Adobe Photoshop.


Read a few more posts from other bloggers for today’s prompt:

  1. To Know Me | clarior e tenebris
  2. From the Collection of the Artist | Geek Ergo Sum
  3. Retrospective Views | Books, Music and Movies : my best friends
  4. All Roads lead to Metro Manila | Daily Prompt: From the Collection of the Artist | likereadingontrains
  5. Dog food. Cat bowl. | weliveinaflat
  6. 24 July Daily Prompt: From the Collection of the Artist | Family, Photos, Food and Craft
  7. Remembering Humans | Black and White Heart
  8. Agree Or Disagree, They Called It Art | The Jittery Goat
  9. Daily Prompt: From the Collection of the Artist | George and Nigel
  10. Or, Well, Was, Is | Good2begone
  11. Conflict And Change | Tony’s Texts
  12. History of Mankind: A Tour in 2113 | it writes itself
  13. Daily Prompt: From the Collection of the Artist | The Daily Post « The Blogging Path
  14. Daily Prompt: From the Collection of the Artist | Welcome to Joshua Montrell Woodard’s Blog Site!
  15. Daily Prompt: From the Collection of the Artist | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss

‘Cooking Me’ For Dummies


Weekly Writing Challenge: A Pinch of You

This week, we want a window into the complexity that is you. We want the recipe for all the bits and pieces and quirks and foibles and loves that make you you.

This is going to be long, brace yourself.


Although my recipethe medoes has flesh as one of its large number of ingredients, it is vegetarian. So, you can expect to find a  , somewhere on my body, although I’d highly recommend that you don’t go searching for it. I simply can’t seem to make a list of all the ingredients that make the recipe. Even the thought of making such an effort is sucking away all the vitamins from me.

*Suddenly, a magnet enters the creation room*
Oh! No! Stop! Stop! Noooo!!! Not my iron, nooooo!
*Magnet escapes with the loot*
Why me! Why is the world so cruel and unfair!

Low on iron, the recipe was going to end up being tall and skinny, being able to both reach for the high apple in the garden of Eden and being blown away by a quiet breeze right before I pluck it. Darn! Someone added fate without my knowledge and I hardly know what effect it will have on the final recipe. Who was it? Is he the one who sent the magnet? Why? 

Later, by a happy accident, philosophy slipped into the cauldron in which raw good and evil were getting cooked at such high temperatures, the solution looked redder than what lava would look like if it was blushing. Although at first it did seem like a happy accident, I soon realized that it would have been better if it happened, maybe, 10 years later. The cauldron has been on flame for only 17 years, that poor thing exploded after philosophy got mixed into it, it was like a burden from then on. I looked at the world with disbelief, the stark diversity of a man’s actions, swinging from extreme evil to extreme godliness.

I needed to heal my wounds after that explosion, which kind of caused people to discriminate me, like an untouchable, although not in the complete literal sense. To be precise, the explosion made me an introvert. I added analytical and factual reasoning to my reality, the science of deduction, as Sherlock Holmes would call it. I saw people make choices, I saw what led to their choices, what the choices made them.  It all made sense. I saw people abuse power, I saw humble people crumble to dust. I saw a writing on the wall. But I am only 20, it all weighed too much upon me. I needed to vent these fumes of restlessness, rage and realization. I needed another world.

And I then added love, faith, hope and trust. This helped the ticking bomb in me stay dormant. Nature was always a part of the recipe, what fellow humans couldn’t contribute to my recipe, nature did and with love. Although, sometimes, her fury would scare the crap out of every living thing. But hey, she is not angry for no reason, she has us humans to deal with. Just beside this cauldron was a kettle in which a mixture of experiences was being boiled. The kettle started rattling fervently. Gosh! What is wrong now. Maybe I have to get some experiences off my heart. So I took out a cup of the contents from the kettle and poured it into a mold called writing. It conjured interesting shapes and patterns, and that gave a little peace to my mind in midst of such a buzzing ambiance.

Writing gave my recipe a new dimension, and only then did I realize how much I needed it. Even before my recipe(the me) was complete, which is going to take 40-60 years depending on the course of action humans take to counter the growing insensitivity in humans and the global warming triggered by them, I was able to visit new worlds through imagination and other manifestations of the burning need to express. So, I soon kind of learned the craft of multitasking. I faded in and out of all these worlds, all the same trying to continue completing my recipe in this world. But sometimes I am lost in thought, wondering if I have to regret not taking the orthodox path to cooking. The general approach of the youth in this world, that seems to have so much energy and fun in it. But the reasons why I chose the path I am currently on quickly surface back to the fore and I continue stirring. But my recipe would be incomplete, no matter how much mastery I learn, if all coal became ashes, if all the water is evaporated and if all the fire was dead. What am I saying? That I need help. Love. Trust. Faith. Freedom. They make up the air I breathe and in their absence, I move to my end quickly.


If you made it this far, visitor, then I bow to you and thank you.

I Have Dreams About Stats. And Nightmares!


Daily Prompt: The Stat Connection

Go to your Stats page and check your top 3-5 posts. Why do you think they’ve been successful? Find the connection between them, and write about it. Photographers, artists, poets: show us ‘connections’.


Its been 4 days since I came to know about The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt. Every day after the first one, I wait for my clock to scrawl to 17:30. And a few minutes before the time, I start hitting the refresh button on the Daily Post tab like an excited kid, returning home after school, frantically banging the elevator button unable to control the excitement caused by his impending birthday party. And then, eventually, the update happens and I calm down. So, stats today, eh?

I guess most bloggers are obsessed with stats, they should be. I feel a great rush of satisfaction when someone likes or comments on my blogposts. And I feel an urge to do better looking at how many visitors left my blog without critiquing my work. But the ratio of people who visit your blog post and the people who critique it is depressingly large, unless of course you are an over-the-top write/blogger, in which case you deserve such attention.

I have to say my blog hasn’t done well, not until recently when I started writing Haiku, a japanese form of poetry, while participating in month long journeys with other writers. That helped me get over my recurring writer’s block, along with earning a regular reader pool.  Actually, I started with writing poems, then ventured a little into fiction but couldn’t do much there except this Harry Potter FanFiction called Goodbye Hedwig. It is one of the top posts on my blog and you can understand why, because its Harry Potter. And there is this meme I created – Inner Peace which got popular too, mostly because of the combination of a general philosophical longing and the adorable cute panda. The most notable of all is a poem named From The Bowels Of Heaven that got published on  Haunted Waters Press website, an online literary journal.

Also, I think one has only themselves to blame if their blog doesn’t get many visitors. You must be a good reader to be come a good writer, as it is said. I know it is true, and I have been visiting many blogs and reading a lot. Not because of what I’d get, but because I believe in what that saying meant. It is similar to the general philosophy, you must first give, with your heart, in order to be eligible to expect something for yourself. So, as the post title suggests, I do dream about becoming a famous blogger, frequently read and admired. But it is not going to happen just like that and probably knowing it is the first step and the way to go. And yeah, I want to be a published author someday. And if I can squeeze-in a little more from my blunt desire, without coming off as aloof, I’d want to become a full-time author traveling places to sink in the nature and unleash his worlds and creatures of imagination into the ink.

Thanks for reading through this post, I hope it wasn’t hard. *Bazinga* I know it was. Some useful suggestions and tips would help me a lot, so feel free to destroy the comments section.

 

Nomadic Life? Maybe In A Different Age


Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home

If you had the opportunity to live a nomadic life, traveling from place to place, would you do it? Do you need a home base? What makes a place “home” to you? Photographers, artists, poets: show us MOVING.


In deed, there is and will never be a place like home. Aaah, the home sweet home. I, for one, am very introverted and so home is definitely a big thing, the reference point of my entire universe. Like Sheldon Cooper would say, referring to his spot on the couch,

“In an ever-changing world it is a single point of consistency. If my life were expressed as a function on a four-dimensional Cartesian coordinate system, that spot, at the moment I first sat on it, would be (0,0,0,0).”


That is two Sheldon Cooper references in three posts for the daily prompts, hmmm, that tells how well I connect to it. It is so funny, every one of the lead characters are great actors and actresses. Anyway, I’d rather be home than any place else because the sheer ambiance  and aura of my people  is soothing and reassuring. And as I have said in an earlier post, I have not been much of a traveler until now. Its funny, that’s two blogposts about travel in the last three, a little out of my comfort zone I must note! If you did read my previous post about visiting foreign lands and fairy lands, you’d know that I am ready to be a travel enthusiast, although becoming a nomad does sound like it needs more than just hobby level passion. But its intriguing, we can hardly handle relocating to a new place once. These nomads move livestock, goods and almost everything they call theirs to hundreds of places spanning all their lives.

But I certainly don’t want to be a nomad in the present day, not in this technology obsessed world. As I’d like to believe, the point of having a nomadic life is to have an epic journey to the center of nature and to my knowledge, I have always liked the times when there was less concrete and guns in the world. I’ve always imagined what life would be like if I was alive during the time of kingdoms and thrones. That’d be a perfect period for venturing out into the wild. But nevertheless, to take up such a journey in today’s world would be as much a challenge if not tougher, for it was beasts that threatened your life back then, now its humans who took that job of spoiling it for you. And you know, humans are everywhere. I mean, everywhere.  And that is the third Big Bang Theory reference and the end of this post.


Please drop off links of your posts if you are writing for today’s prompt, I’d like to come by and read them

Here are posts from other bloggers about this prompt, do check some out:

  1. Still Africa—and this DP is a Repeat | Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | likereadingontrains
  2. Moving Train | Books, Music and Movies : my best friends
  3. There’s No Place Like Home | Geek Ergo Sum
  4. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | flow of my soul
  5. I’d pack up today…if I had the balls to do so! | thoughtsofrkh
  6. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | suzie81’s Blog
  7. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home « Mama Bear Musings
  8. New Paths | Words With Ryon
  9. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | Black and White Heart
  10. The Nuts and Bolts of Moving | windandlaughter
  11. Under Your Shadow | Prayers and Promises
  12. Living Out of a Suitcase | EMBRACE YOU
  13. 20 july – Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | family photos food & craft
  14. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | Under the Monkey Tree
  15. Life as a nomad….or not? | My Experiments with Words
  16. Accidental Nomad | Stuphblog
  17. There’s No Place Like Home: Moving | Ese’ s Voice
  18. Random: Travel thoughts | mcpw
  19. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home > A Tale of Two Cities | From Ground to Home
  20. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | Sanctified Brother
  21. Only Thing Worse Than A Broken Home Is A Broken Heart | The Jittery Goat
  22. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | Retired2Travel
  23. Nomad. | The Ambitious Drifter
  24. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | Prateek Bhatia
  25. A Direction You’d Love | clarior e tenebris
  26. Home is where my heart is… | mindurspirit
  27. Daily Prompt: Moving | A New Day
  28. Déjà vu | Tony’s Texts
  29. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | Blue-tinged Dreams
  30. Daily Prompt: You’ll find me at home where I belong | SERENDIPITY
  31. Runaway | Hope* the happy hugger
  32. With Mama… | Haiku By Ku
  33. Do I have to love the ‘Daily Prompt?’ | luvsiesous
  34. Where the Deer and the Antelope Play | A Day in the Life
  35. Vertical jumps |
  36. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  37. There’s no place like home : Daily Prompt | I solemnly swear i am upto no good!
  38. The Nomadic Life (my demons and me) | Iam Who Iam
  39. Encore Post | Sorta-Ginger
  40. Dawn | Vampire Maman
  41. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | Elizabeth Melton Parsons
  42. On the move | The Nameless One
  43. There’s No Place Like Home | Stranger. Fly. Home. | amarllyis
  44. Stranger. Fly. Home. | amarllyis
  45. Underneath the stars, far far away… | The Rider
  46. My meaning of home | tornin2’s Blog
  47. Forced Nomadism | Expressions
  48. To Be a Wanderer . . . | Mme Solitaire
  49. Home, Sweet, Home… FOREVER | It’s a wonderful F’N life
  50. There’s No Place Like Home, there’s no place like home…. | dearanonymousfriend
  51. Moving… | The Rider
  52. No Place Like Home…. | Testing the Strength I Have
  53. Home | West Coast Review
  54. The perks and the quirks of moving | quirksmag
  55. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | 67steffen
  56. Life As A Wanderer « Getting Rid Of Boredom
  57. Love is home | Life is great
  58. Freedom on the Open Raod | Lewis Cave
  59. The perks and quirks of moving | quirksmag
  60. Apa Kabar Indonesia Malam? | praztforiks
  61. Do I Deserve This? | Ellikitty
  62. Click Your Heels Three Times…. | DragonMommie’s World
  63. FOREVER Moving! | It’s a wonderful F’N life
  64. Return to your roots | Never Stationary
  65. This house where the wind blows | From Under the Pages
  66. Daily Prompt | There’s No Place Like Home | Alice is Online
  67. I’m going to get a new home base very soon, actually | djgarcia94
  68. Poem: Roaming | Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit.
  69. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home « The Blogging Path
  70. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | Borneo Rainbow
  71. My Sanctuary | A Virtual World
  72. Kansa Muse on Micro Farming and More
  73. Daily Riffed 6: Pity Me, I’m Almost A Human Being | A VERY STRANGE PLACE
  74. Daily Riffed 7: Pity Me, I’m Almost A Human Being | A VERY STRANGE PLACE
  75. Dirty Garments | Defined Imperfection♡s
  76. I, the nomad | My thought exactly…!
  77. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | putthekettleonblog
  78. Home is where the heart is! » My Life, My Way, My Words
  79. Daily Prompt: Need I Repeat Myself? | One Starving Activist
  80. Living the Nomadic Life | Code For Confession
  81. Home is Where the Cats Are… | Sued51’s Blog
  82. Until the Beginning of the Next Leg of the Journey | The Arkside of Thought by Sahm King
  83. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | Heron There & Everywhere
  84. no place like home? | cresting the words
  85. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | Little Kitchen in the Woods
  86. Home | A collection.
  87. “A Nomad’s Ode to Being Too Long in One Place” | Juan-Paolo Perre : Poetry
  88. The Whimsical Realm of Angela’s Mind
  89. Would You Leave? | Living and Lovin
  90. There’s No Place Like Home | Pinkpodster Ponders
  91. I Am Nomad (Timber) | Liars, Hypocrites & The Development of Human Emotion
  92. Rurouni (Wanderer) | Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | wbart1029
  93. There’s no place like… | A Bird Of Passage
  94. A silver lining.. | Relax…
  95. Home (seen from space) | marsowords
  96. No Place Like Home | Danny James
  97. Only heart is home | Dancing in the rain!
  98. Only in Wisconsin | Wiley’s Wisdom
  99. Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home | Personal Gallifrey
  100. At home in two citites | Secrets of a Restaurant Widow

Dinosaurs Are Afraid Of Fireflies


Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall

If you could be a “fly on the wall” anywhere and at any time in history, where and when would you choose? Photographers, artists, poets: show us SNEAKY.


First things first, I had to Google what fly on the wall meant and I liked what I learned.
Definition:

if you say you would like to be a fly on the wall in a certain situation, you mean that you would like to be there secretly to see and hear what happens

It is not unnatural that our minds think sneaky at times. You want to know what people talk behind your back when you are absent, what sort of shallow, jealous rumors they believe and spread. You wish you heard them with your own ears rather than from a third-party who themselves must have added their fair share of unreal spice to the talk. Although being a fly on the wall at such times does meet the requirement of overhearing their conversations, if it was possible, I’d become someone or something that can kick their unethical asses. I’d like to be invovled. But here is an interesting thing, there is this movie called Eega in which the hero gets killed by the villain and he is reborn as a fly and he takes revenge on the villain and reunites with his lost love. Here is a quick scene where the fly sacrifices himself to save the heroine:

And if you insist that I choose a time and place in history, I guess I’d choose the time when humans did not exist, in which case existence of walls seems impossible, ergo the idiom ‘fly on the wall’ wouldn’t exist too.

Anyway, as a soul, I believe all beings have souls, I’d be more free as a fly than as a human being. I think I’d prefer to be a firefly, they are lovely and loved by both adults and children, although it doesn’t matter now that I chose a time period when the frigging humans did not exist.

So the time and place? During the dinosaur period, without doubt and anywhere dinosaurs roamed. But now that I think of, I feel dinosaurs might be afraid of fireflies. Images of dinosaurs jumping up and down scared as a firefly whizzes around its head are amusing. I am smiling.


Please drop off links of your posts if you are writing for today’s prompt, I’d like to come by and read them


Here are posts from other bloggers for this prompt:

  1. Grandma Has Landed | Icescreammama
  2. Daily Prompt: Fly On The Wall | suzie81’s Blog
  3. If Wishes Were Fishes | windandlaughter
  4. Pressed dog. Pressed bone. |
  5. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall | flow of my soul
  6. A Photo Drive and a Protest | The Photo Faith Challenge
  7. Sneaky | Books, Music and Movies : my best friends
  8. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall | Being a Huntress
  9. Sneaky Peeky | clarior e tenebris
  10. Words With Ryon
  11. Daily Prompt – Fly on the Wall | Kate Murray
  12. Dinosaurs Are Afraid Of Fireflies | Black and White Heart
  13. Memorable Tweets from history | DCMontreal
  14. Africa’s tears | The Rider
  15. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall « Mama Bear Musings
  16. Fly on the wall | Geek Ergo Sum
  17. Adolph Shrugged (historical short fiction) | The Jittery Goat
  18. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall | Retired2Travel
  19. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall « The Blogging Path
  20. Watching From The Wings | Tony’s Texts
  21. The One with the Dynamic Duo | Jackie Cangro
  22. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall | iChristian
  23. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall | Under the Monkey Tree
  24. Sneak-ers [Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall] | unknowinglee
  25. The Ticking Clock: Reversed | Expressions
  26. Fly on multiple walls | Nanuschka’s Blog
  27. Fly on the Wall: The War of the Roses | In diesen Augenblick
  28. Daily Prompt: Supper | One Starving Activist
  29. Guest Blogger: Ruby! | Haiku By Ku
  30. Nazareth | Life is great
  31. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall – I saw three ships a’sailing | SERENDIPITY
  32. Dedicated to the unfinished work | pencil pilot
  33. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall – show us SNEAKY. | masadiso79’s Blog
  34. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  35. A fly in ’41 | tornin2’s Blog
  36. A Fly on the Wall: Eavesdropping on Matters of National Security… Or Not | The Whimsical Circumlocutor
  37. A Cascading Calvacade of Gasconade | Spirit Lights The Way
  38. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall | Let There be Peace on Earth
  39. Daily Post: Sneaky | Slam on the Brakes, Pull Over, Take the Picture
  40. Blues Haven | Good2begone
  41. Fly on the Wall | The Nameless One
  42. When would you like to live? | MC’s Whispers
  43. Some fine art, great reads, great films and a little zoning out… | thoughtsofrkh
  44. Fly on the Wall: Sneaky Figs | Khana’s Web
  45. I think of how they met | Vampire Maman
  46. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall | reyoflight
  47. Evolution | Markovich Arts
  48. Not The Sword But The Pen
  49. Fly on the Wall | The Voice from the Backseat
  50. I would observe William Blake | djgarcia94
  51. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall | Purple 7 Paper
  52. The Ducky Sneak! | It’s a wonderful F’N life
  53. If only… | I Didn’t Just Wake Up This Morning with a Craving
  54. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall | The Daily Post « The World According to Me…
  55. Daily Writing Challenge: Fly on the wall…or guitar | Diary of a quirky girl
  56. What if you could be a fly on the wall? | Okay, what if?
  57. Daily Post: Fly on the Wall | Brianne Writes
  58. Best Laid Plans | Wiley’s Wisdom
  59. Daily Prompt: Fly on the Wall | Uncivilized Thinking
  60. Daily Prompt: Fly on Teenage Mama Spaghetti’s Wall | Mama Spaghetti
  61. What Really Happened? | The Lion’s Den

Yes, I Flipped The Flip Flop!


Daily Prompt: Flip Flop
Think of a topic or issue about which you’ve switched your opinion. Why the change? Photographers, artists, poets: show us transition.
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I’ve been watching an episode from The Big Bang Theory where Sheldon Cooper offers Howard his spot(for which he has more feelings than the love he has for his mother). Here, watch this little scene and laugh at how he turns back into the insufferably narcissistic Sheldon Cooper we know, seconds after Howard says he likes the new spot!

Turning back on our thoughts, opinions and promises is very common for all, I guess. But that should not be the case. I would give an example as fresh as yesterday. Yesterday, I woke up all panicky from my sleep only to find tranquil space all around me. Then I looked aside and sighed! I never make my bed, unless I wake up so fresh that I must have had a memory wipe done. I don’t even remember that making bed is a manner when I wake up. I just wake up like a troll and go on with my life. But yesterday, as I was saying, peculiarly, I woke up with these thoughts – ‘I won’t make my bed. Never. It is not like this mess is interfering with my daily activities’. The day rolled on like every other day until I saw a post on Facebook from eHow about ‘making your bed’, the update was hashtagged lifetip, here:

Make a point to make your bed after you wake up tomorrow. Making your bed every morning is correlated with higher productivity. It’s also been suggested that making your bed increases happiness.

I was guilt ridden after reading that. I thought, It isn’t like I have to climb a mountain or something, its just making the bed. The simplest thing ever, maybe. So I made up my mind to make bed everyday. All was good until I woke up today and remembered the promise I needed to keep. Can you guess what happened? Yes, I flipped the flip flop again.

I WILL MAKE MY BED TOMORROW!

I am only getting back to writing and blogging, so my posts would be a little clumsy. I think sticking to The Daily Post‘s writing prompts and challenges would get me back into proper writing groove. There are hundreds of bloggers participating and it would be great if you join too!

Please drop off links of your posts if you are writing for today’s prompt, I’d like to come by and read them! 🙂


More bloggers on flip flop:

  1. Interpreting dog body language |
  2. Daily Prompt: Flip Flop | flow of my soul
  3. Daily Prompt: Flip Flop « Mama Bear Musings
  4. Flip Flop | Geek Ergo Sum
  5. Burn brightly | Musings from a practical mystic
  6. The Buses on EDSA | Daily Prompt: Flip Flop | likereadingontrains
  7. An open letter to Ina Bonette | Nanuschka’s Blog
  8. Yes, I Flipped The Flip Flop! | Black and White Heart
  9. Wrong-Then , Right-Now ( …as long as ) | Books, Music and Movies : my best friends
  10. Politics | Daily Prompt: Flip Flop | Being a Huntress
  11. Daily Prompt: Portia’s Flip Flop | a Portia Adams adventure
  12. Transition This! [Daily Prompt: Flip Flop] | unknowinglee
  13. So What Has Been Going on the Last Three Months? Jeremiah 29:11 | The Photo Faith Challenge
  14. Daily Prompt: Flip Flop | Retired2Travel
  15. Flip Flopper of Food | Defined Imperfection♡s
  16. Flip Flop|| Hidden Heroes | Mind My Mind But…
  17. Don’t Judge A Culture By What Is Canned | The Jittery Goat
  18. I don’t have to lie to myself anymore. « kiyudesu
  19. Daily Prompt: Flip Flop | Under the Monkey Tree
  20. I Changed My Mind | Day of the Week Fat Pants
  21. Letter to India | A beetle with earrings
  22. Daily Prompt: Flip Flop | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  23. Am I indecisive? | Mario Types
  24. Flip Flop of my disillusioned appetite: Daily Prompt | Running with Reality
  25. Daily Prompt: Flip Flop | Beats of Pieces
  26. My Transformation… | Haiku By Ku
  27. Switcheroo | Hope* the happy hugger
  28. Flip-Flopping on Flip-Flops | Sorta-Ginger
  29. Daily Prompt: Flip Flop – Life is Fair? Not. | SERENDIPITY
  30. Redefining Gender Conformity | CombatBabe
  31. Musicals | life is great
  32. A Change of Heart | M’me Solitaire
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Introverts, Extroverts and Queues


waiting in a queue . . .

ponders squeezing into the gap,

moves, loses his spot too.

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How often have we not gone through this ‘fruit of impatience‘ thing in our lives. Be it at the supermarket we went to buy groceries from or for the theater performance of an artist we admire. We wait for a considerable amount of time in the queue and irritably decide that we have waited more than what we deserve and try to force our way through the queue. Although, many of us only manage to squander even the spot that we held until then. Nevertheless, there are also people who manage to get ahead in a queue like a snake slithering across a maze of rocks. These people usually are extroverts. The reason why I say they are extroverts is that when introverts(I am one) lose it in a queue, they prefer not to speak out and even not claim their original spot. They accept their stupidity and bad timing. Whereas extroverts, they who can speak to anyone, anywhere and about any shit, manage what we introverts cannot. And you know I am not just talking about queues here.

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Linked to Haiku Heights for the prompt Squeeze.

The Spider Jeopardy – #flashfiction


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“How do you expect me to react idiot? How would you, if I did the same to you? With a bigger and more vicious looking spider!”, Tess barked at her younger sister after she woke up screaming to a hairy tickle caused by a palm-sized desert spider. She jumped back from her bed in panic and fell over the floor, hurting her head.

Only after this freaky moment did she notice her sister standing at the bedpost and more frustratingly, laughing at her.

“I wouldn’t freak out like you”, said Jane, still unable to control her laughter.

“Well, you are such a disgusting little prick”, Tess hissed and walked out of her room. This fun-intended prank by her sister has not only frightened her but also led to an even more awkward fall resulting in a smack on her head which left her dizzy which felt more like something-more-than-just-a-smack as her pain did not go away even after an hour. She has been walking in the veranda all that time, nauseated by visions of evil spiders and pangs of pain in her head. It was 6 in the morning and Tess knew this day was going to be long, as is the feeling left by any pain that goes off inside us, early in the day, and continues for too long.

After deciding that resting would help more than walk in loops like a bird which flew in circles, thanks to an unexpected bowl of gin that she drank from. This thought made her laugh out loud, but the pain it caused cut her short. She cursed under her breath and walked to the door. She closed the veranda door behind her and turned on the light in the hallway. To her goosebumpy surprise, a spider was lying on the floor ahead, though its hair color looked different. This got her temper to peaks that it seemed the red on her cheeks would spread to her blonde hair. She stomped the two feet that separate her from the spider and picked it up with her whole palm and stormed into her sister’s room, this time, she was so damn sure she would slap her.

Turning on the light in her sister’s bedroom, Tess pulled the blanket away and shook her sister who fell asleep when she was struggling with the post-‘pranks gone wrong’-bruises. Her sister sat up unwillingly, eyes still closed.

Tess said, “How many of these are still there in the home?”

“What are you talking Tess”, Jane said, yawning. She was now awake completely, thanks to her sister’s loud voice.

“That isn’t my spider, Tess”, she said, rubbing her eyes.

“What do you mean by it is not………”, Tess broke off as the spider in her palm moved.

“ I THOUGHT WOMEN ARE AFRAID OF SPIDERS. BUT YOU SEEM TO BE BRAVE “, the spider spoke, in a deep and weird voice.

The sisters looked at each other, then screamed like hell broke loose.

“ HAHAHA ”

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497 words // falls under flash fiction

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Damn That Toy Spaceship ( Short Fiction )


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Submitted at Tuesday Tales
Secret Prompt : Hindsight
Picture prompt : (below)
Word Limit : 300 or less
My Word Count : 300

Rearview Mirror
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“I cannot bear the sight of that ugly toy spaceship hanging there in our car”, shouts Adeline at her 7 year-old brother James after he tied his new toy to the mirror.

“Then what do you want there, sister? a soft stuffed kitty with a cute snarl? How old are you!”, retorted James in good humor.

“Dad, stop the car. I don’t want to go with him and that ugly spaceship of his”, says Adeline, deciding she cannot bear James or his toy spaceship anymore.

“Stop being silly, Adeline. He is just a kid, let him have his way.”, her father said coolly, never taking eyes of the road.

“Moreover, do you really want a soft stuffed kitty with a cute snarl hanging up there?”,  pricked her father, unable to control his laughter, “It’s like i look for an approaching vehicle and i find this kitty sneaking up from behind”, continuing his fit of laughter.

The three were thus engaged in a lively but awkward fight about what toy should be hanging from the rear view mirror.

“Guys! I think we have a problem here”, says Georgia looking back out of the car, concerned.

“What is it, Jo? What problem is greater than having to deal with our silly kids?”, said Roger, his sense of humor still hanging around.

“Better be serious, Roger. We have a real alien spaceship landing behind us and   you say a soft kitty sneaking in the back is the worst thing?”, Georgia shouts in alarm.

“Oh Jesus! I felt something the very moment i saw that toy. A freaking Deja Vu experience or some ET spiritual foresight. Now we are being stalked in the hindsight. Damn you, James!”, shouts Adeline, not knowing what is happening.

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Do You Read Comics Strips?


Can I Comic?

Well, they are fun. Clean, pleasant fun.

Few well known comics strips are :

Calvin & Hobbes ( tiger bro )

Peanuts ( uuuff…)

Garfield ( I am lazy)

Big Nate  ( ooooooOOooOO.. is he a nerd?)

Jeff and Mutt ( lol..tall and small..)

All these are awesome comics. And i like “Thatababy” too, which is a comic strip series revolving around  a father, mother and their little baby. It’s awesome. Cool. And baby-ish. 😉

And there is something called “9 to 5”, which is a comic strip on “office” issues. Rofl! it’s damn funny.

And there is “Wizard of Id”. hahahahahaha!!!!!!! particularly, the “king” is very funny..!!!

And www.gocomics.com has a huge database of all these comics and more. When i say “huge”, it is HUGE!!!