Thawing the Chill

january-snowfall-nighttime
Photo (c) Sarah Potter

Thawing the Chill

 Words 101

“Why are you two fighting?” Mother intervened.

“She started it.”

“I did not! She did.”

“Nonsense! She lost my shawl.”

“Liar! I gave it back. You’re getting old.”

“Not as old as you.”

“Stop it girls! The shawl? I have it.”

“Really Mother!” they turned on her. “Where is it?”

Mother shrugged. “I don’t remember. I am old.”

“Mom has been using that excuse for the last 50 years.”

“Exactly! Remember when she ‘forgot’ to pick me up from school?”

“Yes! And I sneaked off in my cycle…”

“If it weren’t for you I would have starved…”

Mother hid her grin.

***

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

Thanks for reading and for leaving me a note 😉

Save

Just 4 Fun #27

Another week is upon us and to make it worse, it was a lovely long weekend – now I have to re-train myself to go back to school office…

Anyhow, some priceless kid speak for you this week 😀

ques

For every question, they have an answer 😉

exam

They have answers to not just exam question but also life problems 😉

chooshi

And speaking of siblings

bros-and-sis

Why just siblings?

hair

Hope you liked this selection – none of which are mine by the way. I received all of them as forwards/shares and am just keeping the fun going.

Have a super week and don’t forget to have some fun as well 🙂

And do let me know your favorite – or better still post your own and leave me a link I will be along in just a bit.

The Bedecked One

20160918_071903Isn’t she gorgeous? Wondering why I call her the ‘bedecked’ one?

bd2

Notice the cummerbund?

bd3And she’s wearing bangles too! A bit creepy no doubt but then each to their choice – who am I to judge, right?

For Becca’s Sunday Trees – 276

Thanks for visiting – do let me know what you think of the jewelry 😀

Have a great day.

FFfAW #103: The Wager

photo-20170220154614795

The Wager

Words 168

 

“You didn’t!” She scowled.

“Don’t you know by now that I never lose a wager?” There was a ghost of a twinkle in his eyes.

“One of these days you will.”

He paled.

He fought for breath.

Doctor!”

He held her hand. “No. Stay. It’s time.”

“It’s not fair!” she sank down beside him.

“Didn’t I bet I would go first?” His voice was a whisper.

“Take me with you,” she pleaded.

“You haven’t even cleared security check, but I have my boarding pass,” he gloated.

“I don’t care! Pull some strings,” she cried, “get me my boarding pass.”

“Khushi…”

“Why must you always break my heart?” She gripped his hands. “Why must you always win?”

“70 years gone in a flash.”

And so was he.

She stood up with a crash.

To stop him.

To follow him.

Blinded by tears, she stumbled.

With no one to break her fall, she cracked her head on the floor.

He couldn’t always win.

She wouldn’t let him.

Not this time.

***

Written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – a story in 175 words or less. Thank you PJ for hosting and Dawn M. Miller for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here.

Thank you for reading – look forward to your comments and reactions

SPF: It’s a Match

192-02-february-19th-2017

It’s a Match

Words 202

Devansh edged towards the balcony. He needed some fresh air. Mom was going to be disappointed – again. Now she would insist that he go to India to find his soul mate.

As if they grew on trees over there.

“…fossilized dreams and aspirations…”

“That’s it! It’s off.”

“Are you crazy? To break off our wedding for such a flimsy…”

“This is a flimsy reason? Do you have any clue, any notion of my emotions, my sentiments? I see no future for us.”

“You’re impossible. I am leaving.”

“You’re still here?”

Rohit brushed past Devansh and vanished.

Devansh hesitated.

Unable to help himself, he picked up a drink and stepped out into the balcony.

“Here, have a drink.”

Mishti glared at him. “Trying to drug me?”

Devansh rolled his eyes. He downed half the glass and held it out to her.

“What happened?” Devansh leaned against the railing.

“That moron…”

“What did he do?”

“He didn’t like my plans for our honeymoon.”

“What plans?”

“A dinosaur expedition. I have been dreaming of it for years. But now all my plans, my money, tickets…”

Devansh’ eyes gleamed. “Maybe we could do it?”

“What? The wedding?”

Devansh coughed. “We could explore that after the expedition.”

 ***

Written for the Sunday Photo Fiction – a story in 200 words or less. Thanks to Alistair Forbes for hosting and the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here.

CFFC: Kolam

If you are a regular visitor to my blog you may have noticed that I have already published my photos for this week’s fun foto challenge hosted by Cee on Looking Down on Things. But as I mentioned, I have a few more photos to share on this topic.

I opted for a separate post for these photos because they are an insight into Indian art, thought, philosophy and way of life.

rangoli-3

In many parts of India (and Asia), patterns are created on the floor in living rooms or courtyards using materials such as colored rice, dry flour, colored sand or flower petals. Usually these patterns (rangoli or alpana) are made on the occasion of religious festivals and auspicious functions such as weddings. But in South India, these drawings called kolam (among other things depending on region) are made in front of the house, every morning.

rangoli2Kolams are not only decorative but are also believed to bring prosperity. Kolams were traditionally made of coarse rice flour – it serves as food for ants so that they don’t have to walk too far for a decent meal. It is also an invitation to birds and other smaller creatures. Kolams symbolize thinking beyond the self; the philosophy that the greatest joy is in giving rather than receiving. Only if you give, will you receive.And no one is too poor to feed another or welcome another.

rangoli4Every morning, women of the house clean their homes, courtyard, road and draw patterns with rice flour. The kolams are generally drawn while the surface is still damp so the design will hold better. As a child I remember watching Aunty as she drew bigger and bigger patterns without moving from her crouched position on the floor with just a flick of her wrist holding the rice powder between her thumb and forefinger. It was like magic.

rangoli1Walking back from the beach after witnessing a breathtaking sunrise, I was taken aback to see kolams on the road. The streets were deserted now but soon they would be bustling with activity. The patterns were sure to be trampled upon – why would anyone deliberately let their work of art be destroyed?

It was only later that I began to see the glimmerings of the deeper philosophy behind this tradition. Kolams on the road symbolize the impermanence of life and everything in it. It is a daily reminder to go ahead with our tasks without being attached to it.

Today’s work won’t last forever, be prepared to do it over and over again, all the days of your life. Be grateful for the new day, this life and another opportunity to create a new kolam, once again.

CFFC: Looking Down

This week Cee wants us to lower our gazes and have fun while doing so. So here I am off on my travels keeping my eyes firmly on the ground 😉

Ready? Steady? Po…yep off to Pondicherry or Puducherry as it is now known as:

bag-airportThis cool bag caught my bleary barely open eyes in the wee hours of the morning.

20170217_052624Look what I got fooling around with the photo – cool isnt it? Anyway on with the trip

flightLooking down on sunrise was quite an experience

hotelA glimpse of the hotel lobby on the 6th floor.

pondyLooking down on the roof tops, I squinted as I tried to decipher where the sky ended and the sea began…

seaAt the beach, to catch the sunrise – the camera took this shot when I wasn’t looking.

spaAnd finally, we come a full circle – back at the airport. On the floor, a flower arrangement outside a spa.

But that’s not all from me  😉

If Cee allows, I would like to have another edition of looking down

Thanks for joining me on this gig – do share your thoughts, views and opinions 🙂