Just in time for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge – well I’m going to pretend I am anyway 😉 A challenging challenge as usual – photos have to have the letter Q in them and the grey cells got ticking only just now 😀 For quite a while I felt all hazy and unclear, and couldn’t see the way ahead
Much like this opaque foggy or is it smoggy landscape
Then as the mist cleared I found this bouquet of trees – isnt it a lovely arrangement?
Rejuvenated we went to the Kolkata museum and admired the equine sculpture, though I do wonder why it looks so sad. Perhaps it is just exhausted, like I was
After the archeological exhibits I gave up and collapsed on the bench unable to even conceive of conquering the rest of the museum.
While shopping we were lucky to catch a glimpse of the store Queen. Though as you can see she is very camera shy and kept shaking her head. Or was it my hand in such exalted company?
Tired and desperate for a quick cuppa chai we ordered it. Did you know tea comes in this beautiful paper flask? 🙂
Starving, we ordered dinner soon after and it arrived hot spicy and delicious in a square box 😀
Desperate for some quiche we tried calling Hogg’s Room but sadly they didnt deliver from Kolkata to Mumbai 😉
Taking inspiration from these two blissful canines we too decided to call it a day and catch up on our quota of sleep.
But before I take your leave I must show you this quirky clock. Can you tell the time?
Thanks for visiting and do let me know in the comments how many rules were flouted in the making of this post 😀
It was the most exciting Christmas ever, pretty much like her tenth birthday when she had got a puppy and a bicycle. And now after 25 years, her prayers had been answered with not one but two suitors.
“So Ryan or Dave?” Sheila asked.
“Dave is just a friend!” Fiona protested.
“Who loves you…”
“But I love Ryan,” Fiona wore a dreamy look. “I can’t believe that someone like Ryan could ever…”
“So you are grateful and overwhelmed with his attention?”
“I didn’t say that!”
“Seemed like it to me.” Sheila shrugged.
“Why do you say that?”
“Here you are at the ripe old age of 35, a self-made entrepreneur, no expectations of getting married ever, and in comes Ryan, the dashing handsome rake that you’ve always been warned about…”
“Yes I know!” groaned Fiona. “Dave is safe while Ryan is like skydiving. My brain says one thing and my heart another. It’s a tough call.”
“If you had to choose one, the puppy or the bike, what would you choose?”
“Mr. Pups for his unconditional love. The bike gave me a lot of grief. Even broke my leg.”
“Well, there’s your answer.”
“I do.” Fiona smiled mistily at Ryan.
Written for the Sunday photo fiction – a story in 200 words or less. Thanks to Alistair Forbes for hosting the challenge and and photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here.
wish you all a very happy brrr winter 😀 Looks really cool and chilled out right? 😉 Tough for those who are getting married and those having to attend weddings. Fashion usually wins over weather blues. But then again some prefer to cover their bases. Even if the entire world is watching
The highly popular actress-cricketer at their wedding – don’t miss Virat Kohli’s socks!!! I personally found it rather cute 😀 And I cannot resist another one on them
Good one huh? 😀 And here’s a few on changing times
Again guilty – what about you?
This one doesnt apply to me – I was always a homebody, a bookworm. What about you?
Moving on to some interesting and informative news:
Just in case you weren’t quite sure about the gender involved…
Looks like the architect is fond of ships 😀 What do you think?
Okay that’s it from me this week people – have a super week or what’s left of it anyway 😉
Hope you found something that you enjoyed – none of which are mine by the way. I found them on the internet or received them as forwards and am just keeping the fun going.
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.
It’s time for Sunday Trees and this week I present one with an elegant and unique hairdo. In an earlier post, Theresa had suggested that “the tree is a woman wearing a lovely hairdo.” I agreed but only as an afterthought because I had already found my own favorite coiffured lady 😀
But before you scroll down for a glimpse of her, do visit Theresa’s post on two special trees who sent me messages, which T was kind enough to home deliver right across the seven seas – amazing isnt it?! Thank you once again Theresa 🙂
The Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge this week is Ascend, literal or otherwise. I opted to share one that has languishing on my desktop for quite a while now but is deserving of a larger audience. I often view it just to get a high albeit with a twinge of envy. I wish I could have seen it for myself.
Yeah yeah I am late again 😦 But hey! Better late than never right? 😀 And I have just the right set for Cee’s last week’s Black and White Photo challenge: Houses. But then I may be prejudiced so I’ll let you be the judge – free and fair!
Got your wig on? Let’s go, I mean scroll 😉
This house (okay building – Cee did say we could be creative 😉 has its head in the clouds. It’s in Kolkata and called The 42. Apparently they wanted to build 65 floors but were denied permission (as it would be too close to heaven?) and restricted it to 42. 😀
I snapped this photo in Bengaluru for the reflection – looks really cool doesnt it?
This is an open terraced house Punsacha (once again) at Santiniketan where the Nobel laureate Guru Rabindranath Tagore penned his immortal pieces. I was entranced by the idea of windows on the side walls of the open terrace. But then it was probably put there for the rainy days when the terrace would be covered with tarpaulin.
Another house at the Santiniketan complex which I preferred to admire from afar 🙂
Kolkata is a city of contrasts much more than any other metropolitan city in India, except perhaps Mumbai. And scenes such as this one is liberally interspersed between swanky new state of the art buildings.
We were bewitched by the house or should I say the invisible residents of the house?
“They fooled us all these years.” Dadu spoke in hushed tones.
“Call the Genie Dadu,” Deep urged.
“Genie!” Dadu coughed. “Bring my inhaler!”
Snehlata held out the inhaler. “Dinner is served.”
*Haat: Local market in rural areas in India
*Paan: a preparation combining betel leaf with areca nut among other ingredients such as tobacco. It is chewed for its stimulant and psychoactive effects and prevalent in India since the 3rd Century A.D.
Written for the Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting the challenge and Sandra Crooks for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here.