APWC: Fresh

Come join me in the search of some freshness

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Fresh air supply available 😀

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A fresh young bud from my Mum’s garden

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Fresh flowers and greens from my Aunt’s terrace garden.

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Yellow blooms at the Lodhi Gardens. Don’t miss the newly wed couple on their photo shoot 😉

Fresh vegetables from my friend’s terrace garden – priceless.

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And finally – dare I say the best? (But of course not priceless). A fresh crisp 2000 rupee note that is exactly 2 months old 😉

Thanks for visiting – do let me know which is the best fresh for you.

As She Likes

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At the Rock Gardens, Chandigarh

She looks quite the non-conformist free spirit doesn’t she? Just look at the crazy angles of her branches and one side green and the other bare.

For Becca’s Sunday Trees – 269

Thanks for visiting 🙂

Son Speak

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Photo prompt (c) Sandra Crook

Son Speak

Words 99

“Where does the Moon go during the day?”

“Nowhere. It’s right up there.”

“Where?”

“There.”

“You don’t know anything!” She accused.

“I do! Look.”

“What is it?” she clutched his hand.

“Sun machine.”

“What does it do?”

“Every morning Dad cranks it up to make the Sun rise.”

“Where’s the Moon machine?”

“Don’t be a fool. Didn’t I tell you the Moon is always there? We can’t see it because the Sun is so bright.”

“Daddy’s the best.” She was impressed.

“And I know everything. Now go and get a piece of cake for me. Make some lemonade too.”

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and Sandra for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here

Thanks for reading! If you have a few minutes to spare I would appreciate if you could check out my previous Friday Fictioneers story post for which I missed the link up deadline – A Brighter Future. The future of the story is otherwise very dark 😀

Have a great weekend.

CFFC: Of This and That

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge this week is Light and Dark with (as always) license to have fun 😀

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What are you waiting for? Hop on! Yellow and purple; Light windows in a dark building against a light blue sky – got it? 😉 Let’s move on

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The white and pink flowers or the dark red dressed woman in the middle?

flowersSome contrasting roses and greens

threeTime for some shopping – some shops have their lights on while others are still in the dark.

sunsetThe Sun sets on a beautiful day bringing darkness but that doesn’t mean the fun is over!

weddingA wedding venue designed to beat the darkness.

chandelierA stunning chandelier in all its brilliant glory

mothThe quintessential light and dark photo of black and white

Yippee for once I am not late! Am I?

Thanks for visiting – see anything you like?

CFFC: Duck & Swan Tales

Come join me for a bit of birdwatching.

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They begin their day with a leisurely swim

duckshead over to catch up with some old friends.

posingYield to the demands of the fan club and waddle down the ramp, allow a click or two (only of right profile) but no autographs please!

thirstyEnough now what does a body have to do to get some privacy? Desperate for a drink or two 😉

food-courtThirst quenched and the paparazzi dismissed, head over to the food court for some brunch and a bit of chit-chat.

odd-one-outCatch up on the gossip, show off and ruffle some feathers

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Thanks for visiting – do let me know if you have any favorites.

For readers of Moonshine, here's Chapter 110 and Calvin and Hobbes

 

A Brighter Future

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Photo Prompt (c) Shaktiki Sharma

A Brighter Future

Words 99

“Ma, I want more rice.”

“Enough of dawdling. Time to study.”

“Ma…” His sister, Rita, elbowed him. He subsided.

“Go along now. It’s cold. Take my shawl and share it. Rita, remember to switch off the torch. Batteries don’t grow on trees you know?”

“Yes Ma.”

“Ramesh focus on your studies. Himesh keep an eye on him. I will be along soon.”

“It’s raining.”

“Make a dash for it.” Maya pushed them.

Maya’s dinner was soon done.

She picked up a pile of stitching.

Locking up, she joined her children at the bus shelter where they studied every night.

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Written for Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting it and Shaktiki for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here

Oops I seemed to have missed the deadline for the link up…

WPC: Resilient

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The rickshaw puller of Kolkata, the only city in India to have the hand pulled rickshaw. Muffled up to face the winter chill, he cannot quite hide his frail frame or toothless gums. He ‘enjoys’ a brief respite and fiddles with a pink radio, perhaps gifted by a doting daughter or grand-daughter.

The very concept of people physically lugging their counterparts around the city, often bare feet, is disturbing to say the least. Yet they continue to ply the streets of Kolkata providing a cheap and reliable transportation for short distances, especially convenient for schoolchildren. Which is not to say adults do not use them. They do and indeed even I have also utilized their services. Several years ago.

To ride or not to ride this anachronistic symbol of human degradation is a tricky question. We can easily take the moral high ground and shun them (like I do now). There are numerous other and indeed more convenient modes of transport.  But the fact is that our ‘clear conscience’ is not going to fill their empty stomachs. They are eager to take you for a drive and idle time is not a matter of ‘enjoyment’ but a matter of concern.They may just have to go to bed hungry in order to honor our commitment to eradicating ‘social injustice’.

Looking at them, interacting with them, their fortitude, stoicism and innocent smiles as they battle the elements and extreme weather conditions – blistering summers, torrential downpours, flooded streets, chilly winds (and pay part of their meager earnings to battle their court case) – resilient is what comes to mind.

Along with respect and admiration.

Additional note: In 2006, the West Bengal State Government made arrangements to ban hand pulled rickshaws but concerns about their means of livelihood took the matter to court, where it is still stuck, mired in bureaucratic red-tape and political agendas. But a stop has been put on new registration of rickshaw pullers. Currently, there are reportedly about 6000 registered rickshaw pullers although according to some there are about 25,000 unregistered pullers. There is some talk of battery-operated rickshaws but that is still to see the light of day. But implementing these is also not a simple matter. Those who have been running the streets for 50 years are not too keen on learning new techniques at their age.

Till the hand pulled rickshaw is completely phased out or they are rehabilitated, I for one would advise visitors to try the rickshaw. With a rider. Please do not haggle with the pullers.

Thanks for visiting – would love to know your reactions, comments and suggestions.

Live and Let Live

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Ageless, she stands majestic and unyielding. She has probably offered cool shadow and a moment of respite to weary laborers who built these walls a few hundred years ago.

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A closer look reveals the true extent of her sheltering nature. Did you see it? No? Well here you go, an even closer look.

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Cosseting and pampering the sacred fig in her arms

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Azadirachta India nurturing the Ficus religiosa

I wonder what would happen if the baby Ficus is allowed to grow to it’s full potential?

For Becca’s Sunday Trees – 268