
sunshine –
that’s all she needs
to cook
A/N Just in case you were confused or worried, the gas stove is the only place which gets sunshine 🙂

sunshine –
that’s all she needs
to cook
A/N Just in case you were confused or worried, the gas stove is the only place which gets sunshine 🙂
This earth is a wonderful thing.
It can be plain old mud, fine as dust, scattered by a gust of wind or washed away in a summer shower.
Yet, add a measure of water, light a fire and it can become almost anything you would like it to be – earthenware
or terracotta buildings that can last centuries.

Wake up to the beauty that envelops us, learn to read between the lines

Heaven or hell depends on what you make of the ingredients.
In response to Weekly Photo Challenge – Earth
For readers of Moonshine, here's Chapter 135
For this week’s Fun Foto Challenge, Cee wants to see something that is related to Autumn or Metal. For metal, it should combine strength and beauty.
A warship – isn’t she impressive?
From the ferry taking us to Sweden from Denmark
This one is honking and snorting steam, ready to take us to Havelock Islands, Andaman and Nicobar Islands.
Cutting across the ocean, striding ahead without a care in the world
Couldn’t resist a final photo – Autumn or is it spring?
Have a wonderful day and thanks for joining me, hope you had a fun ride 🙂

Words 100
“How was your day out with Piya?”
“She dragged me through the shops for hours.”
“Couldn’t she find what she was looking for?”
“Oh, she wasn’t looking for anything in particular.”
“Ah. Window shopping.”
“Not exactly.”
“Then?”
“She must have tried on at least a 100 pair of shoes…”
“What!”
“In 10 different shops.”
“Did she buy any?”
“She settled for 3 pairs…”
“Settled?”
“She was on a shoestring budget.”
“Yet she could afford 3 pairs?”
“She simply had to complete her century.”
“You mean she already had 97 pairs?”
“99 pairs. Two pairs to get the next century going.”
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Written for Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting the challenge and Magaly Guerroro for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here
This post is inspired by my baby sistah 😀 And going by the number of shoe addict quotes, she is clearly not alone 😉
“You know you are a shoe addict if you think there is always room for one more pair”
“What do women want? Shoes.” ― Mimi Pond
“I would hate for someone to look at my shoes and say Oh my God! they looks so comfortable!” Christian Louboutin
“The look he shot her was incredulous in the extreme. “You have a filing system for your shoes?” ― Norah Wilson,
“You can’t buy happiness but you can buy shoes and that’s kind of the same thing”
😀 Hope you liked!
Earlier this year, I had the opportunity to visit the Chidambaram temple, dedicated to Lord Shiva in Tamil Nadu, India. The temple complex is spread over 40 acres (160,000 m2) in the heart of the city. There are four entries to temple complex – via 4 massive and intricately decorated gates known as gopurams. I had posted about it here.
Like all Hindu temples, footwear is not allowed inside the temple complex; we left our footwear in the car. As we strolled through the temple premises we noticed many of the locals using the temple premises as a short cut.
They carried their footwear in their hands while they cut across from one gate to another. Notice anything out of the ordinary? Burqa clad women, in deference to Hindu sentiment, also walk across the temple complex, barefoot.
What better sight than this to exemplify harmony?
“I don’t see myself as extremely handsome. I just figure I can charm you into liking me.” Wesley Snipes
For Becca’s Sunday Trees – 284
Sameer washed down on the last bit of the burger with a healthy swig of beer. He was sick of airport food, which was all that he got these days. On the flight from Chennai to Delhi, he had had a wonderful dream of dal and rice, just the way she used to make.
How can the cook mess up something as simple as rice and dal? I could do it better, if only I had the time.
Liar! You hate going into the kitchen because it reminds you of her.
Everything reminds me of her dammit.
Then why did you let her go?
She didn’t want to stay.
Did you ask her to stay?
Why would she listen to me?
When has she not?
She left didn’t she?
You left her no choice. You forced her to choose between self-respect and her love.
So fine! She chose herself.
What did you expect? That she would prefer to choose a moody obnoxious…
Whose side are you on?
Hers obviously. I am sick of you and your blasted ego. Just because you don’t like to say sorry, admit your mistakes, you let her go.
Oh stop whining. Move on. It’s been two years…
Oh so you’ve been keeping track?
What’s there to keep track?
You lie even to yourself. Hey isn’t that her?
Where? Shut the hell up and stop messing with my mind.
I am not messing with you! And even if I am, what can you do? Push me away like you did her? Just because she told you a few home truths?
What rot! I didn’t push her away.
That’s what you think. And deny as much as you like and the way I see it, she still has a firm clasp over your heart.
Nonsense.
And every now and then she gives it a squeeze.
His heart stopped. There she was – at the bookshop.
Go to her! Don’t let her go away again.
Stop being so Bollywood. What do I have to say to her?
Tons.
But I can’t say it. I wrote it all down. I even published it.
You should have sent her a copy.
What if she laughed at my face?
She has the right. Besides the book is funny.
Very funny.
If you hadn’t used a penname, she would have known by now. She couldn’t have missed it.
I couldn’t make fool of myself.
So you used a female penname?
Oh shut up.
For once be honest with yourself. Do you or do you not believe what you wrote? If you do, do not let her go. Fate has handed this chance do not let it slip.
I couldn’t.
Why can’t you? Just say hello?
What if she refuses to talk to me?
Just the kind of tonic your oversized ego needs.
What?
I told you I am on her side.
Help me dammit.
Go to her and apologize to her.
What if she insults me?
What if she doesn’t?
What if she does?
That’s the risk you have to take. That’s what you have to decide. Whether you love her or yourself.
She had finished purchasing her book and was moving away towards the boarding gates.
He couldn’t let her go. Not again.
“He…hello?”
“How are you?” No surprise. No flicker of recognition or emotion.
“Fine.” Limbs and heart leaden, he turned away.
“Do you mind autographing this book?”
She held out his book.
“Y…You know?” He held his breath.
“Yes. I read the book.”
“How did you like it?” He couldn’t quite hide his smug expression. His book was good. The reviews and sales proved it.
She looked at the book in her hand. “The book is good. I especially liked the twist in the end.” She met his eyes.
His heart thudded. “When he walked away?”
She nodded.
He shrugged. “It is what the protagonist deserved. To be punished. To be alone, forever.” He cleared his throat. “If you have already read it why did you buy it?”
“I wondered if it was all mere talk. I wanted to find out for myself.”
“And?” His breath eased and his heart steadied. He felt on top of the world. He could picture her in his their home. Nothing would have changed. It would be as if these two years had never happened. He at his table tapping away, a delicious fragrance wafting around him while she pottered about…
“I better go that’s my flight.”
“But…”
“I’ll mail you my thoughts.” She paused. “Or maybe I won’t. You can buy the book and read it. Stay well.” She walked away.
***
Depending on whom you’ve been rooting for I hope I managed to jolt you or extract a chuckle or two 😉
Thanks for reading! I would appreciate if you let me know your thoughts 😉 Or would you prefer me to wait for the bestseller? 😀
“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.” ― Rachel Carson
“How does one become a butterfly? You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.”–Trina Paulus
“All through my life, I have been tested. My will has been tested, my courage has been tested, my strength has been tested. Now my patience and endurance are being tested.”― Muhammad Ali

“Earth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest.”— Douglas William Jerrold
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Harvest: Earth
Sorry about the blurred images. Pics were taken from inside a moving car.
For readers of Moonshine here's Chapter 133