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Writing 101, Day 17- Mine your own material.

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Writing 101, Day 17- Mine your own material.

When I had just joined Word Press, I wanted to do many things at a time. Writing short poems in Hindi and English, photography, short stories etc. I stumbled upon Haiku, Haynaku and Haibun  and tried my hand on that also. But I had no courage to publish them . This assignment has given me a nice chance mine my old material.

Seasons come and go
According to their cycle
Relish with fervor

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Seasons come and go

According to their cycle

Our mood swings  with them

 

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Haynaku

Time
never wasted
teaches you something

Something
to learn
from your failures

Failures
to gain
Success next time

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 Haibun

“Not only the thirsty seek the water,
 the water as well seeks the thirsty.” Rumi
 
I’m walking on the water, on the sea waves
 they engulf me, embrace me, caress me
 they are cooling, soothing, taking away all the worries from my mind.
I need the sea.
Its vastness, calmness, serenity empowers me.
 Does it need me too?
 How I’m to know?
They say,
the sea never takes anything from anyone,
 it returns everything.
 Is it unconditional love from its side.
 Please, make me feel wanted, take me.
 
bonded forever
arguments unresolved
are we soul mates

Writing 101,Day15: Take a Que- “Without music, life would be a mistake.”~Friedrich Nietzsche

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I totally believe in what 

Friedrich Nietzsche says-  ” “Without music, life would be a mistake.”

I can sum it up in following words~ 
 
Music is life, music is therapy,
Music can make every one happy,
Music can drive  woes away,
Music can drive illness away,
Music is life, music is therapy,
Music can make every one happy,
Music can drive  woes away,
Music can drive illness away,
sing,  sing, sing all the way
Sing in the day sing in the night
sing in the darkness sing in the light
sing when you are sad sing when you are happy
sing when your mood is snappy
singing just not drives ills away
singing drives the sorrows away
sing when alone, sing when together
sing when it is good or bad weather
sing in fright sing in delight,
sing songs together and never ever fight
sing,  sing , sing all the day
sing,  sing, sing all the way
Sing in the day sing in the night
sing in the darkness sing in the light
sing when you are sad sing when you are happy
sing when your mood is snappy
singing just not drives ills away
singing drives the sorrows away
sing when alone, sing when together
sing when it is good or bad weather
sing in fright sing in delight,
sing songs together and never ever fight

 

If you don’t believe me,
and  need some proof,
just ask my buddies,
dear meow and woof.

 

I equally believe in

“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

but will write about it in another post, some other time.

Writing 101,Day 14- Recreat a single day

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Thirty years ago a Monday night changed my perspective about life completely.

I was with my two children, daughter 9 years old and son 7 years. My husband was out of station.

On Friday I had met with a friend who promised to visit my house on Monday.

On Saturday I got the news that she was burned to death while preparing dinner for her family.

It was the third case of death by burning in my life. My school friend then my sister-in-law and now this.

On Monday morning I woke up with a start. She was supposed to come today. The whole day I was thinking of her. I did all chores as if in a daze.

I was unable to sleep at night. Frankly, I was a bit scared. What if her soul comes?

I have always been scared of ghosts and spirits.

Children were fast asleep. Oblivious of my condition.I was perspiring profusely. I was thirsty but not able to get up and drink water.

I think when we reach the breaking point our conscious takeover and start reasoning.

I thought why I’m afraid of her. She was my friend. I loved her. She will do no harm to me.

I gathered courage, got up and went to the balcony. Sat there in a chair fully, prepared to welcome her soul.

Slowly I was becoming calm. I dozed off. The night passed quietly. Nothing happened.

The morning came with a new perspective. I was relieved of my fear of darkness and ghosts.

 Do ghost, witches,  demons, angels and

Spirits really exist

Or, are they figment of imagination

Your faith is their strength

The reason for their existence

If you believe

They are everywhere

If you don’t

They are nowhere

Writing 101, Day 13: Compose a series of vignettes

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Haunting Eyes

Eyes are the most prominent feature of anyone’s face we can never forget especially then when they are trying to convey something. 

I can never forget those haunting eyes.

My mother’s eyes.

She had very expressive eyes. She never scolded us. Just a cold look would make us stop on our track. She controlled us with her eyes. Words were never necessary. She communicated very well with her eyes. I can never forget her eyes when her time to leave this world came. What goes inside the mind of the person who knows his/her time has come. What was there in her eyes apart from love, blessings? Fear of leaving loved ones? Fear of unknown? Something was there in her eyes which still haunt me.

I can never forget those haunting eyes.

One evening all alone, .I was roaming in my garden. After some time I went to a nearby pillar with a grape-vine surrounding it. I kept my hand on the pillar. After few seconds suddenly my sixth sense alerted me. I had an eerie feeling. There was stillness in the atmosphere, everything was very quiet.   Someone was watching me. If someone watches you intensely, you will find that your sixth sense alerts you. I was not able to breathe, my heart fluttering badly. I don’t believe in ghosts or demons but for a second I thought what if all that is true. I stood still for some time. After taking several deep breaths, I turned my head towards my hand; just few inches away two small frightened eyes were watching me. I discovered that it was a big fat green caterpillar. I felt ashamed of my behaving as childishly as it was more frightened than me. Slowly I moved away from it leaving it to enjoy its meal.

I can never forget those haunting eyes.

My dog was on his death-bed, hid head on my lap. His requesting, pleading, tear filled eyes asking me how I can let him go. I could not save him. But those eyes remained in my mind for ever.

Friday Fiction-The Proud Owner

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Writing 101,Day 12-Play with word count

Friday fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff, PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart

 

PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart

PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart

word count-100

The Proud Owner

The proud owner of the house forgot that he has to leave it one day.

He took great pride in maintaining it with utmost care and love,  surrounded it with a beautiful garden.

He devoted all his time in beautifying its exterior, neglecting its interior and other aspects of life. He neglected maintaining good relationship with relatives, friends and neighbours.

When the time to departure came he repents,

‘One must always make balance in maintaining the interior and exterior of the house, one must plant seeds of good karma so the fragrance of flowers of good karma will remain forever.’

 

Writing 101, day 11: Writing and not writing

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Writing 101, day 11: Writing and not writing-

What do you do when you’re not writing? How do you reset and return to this dashboard, refreshed? What do you need in your day-to-day life to maintain balance-Running? Yoga? Gardening? Painting? Cooking?

 

My day to day life is well balanced between  three to four hours time, one in the morning and three at night when there is no disturbance ,for reading and writing, morning walks, as and when my body permits, house hold jobs, yoga exercises, breathing exercises, reading books, watching my favorite TV reality shows of music and dance.

I have assigned three to four hours time, one hour in the morning and three hours at night when there is no disturbance, for reading and writing on my laptop.

I feel fresh and recharged whenever I’m brimming with an idea to write.

I firmly believe that to keep up a balance in life always take a break.

When there is unrest or apprehension

When in life there is lots of tension

Take a break and retrospect

When you are overworked and tired

When you are stuck in old routines

Take a break and take good rest

When there is no fun in life

Life is taking you for a ride

Take a break and meditate

Writing 101, Day 10- Coffee Date with friends

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Though I prefer tea sometimes coffee is okay with friends, I relish it in their company.

Now if we were having coffee now, I would share this incident with you,

Once I was relishing lemon tea on my balcony all alone.

Watching surrounding hills

A road full of traffic all the times.

Everyone seems in a hurry to go somewhere.

Children playing in the park, shouting more, as they make more rules than they play

Making or breaking friends

Suddenly I noticed an ant

Trying to climb the wall with

The load doubles its weight

It was trying and falling, trying and falling

I couldn’t bear its plight

With compassion

I took it on a piece of paper and kept it

Where I assumed it wanted to go.

The ant looked at me indignantly and said

‘Who asked you to help me; I prefer to do my work myself.’

‘You thankless creature’, I retorted,

‘Didn’t I help you?’

She said,

‘Reaching my goal myself would have given me satisfaction

Trying, again and again, would make me tough and strong

I like to pass my time working hard

Now, what would I do the whole day,

Sit and brood like you?’

I know you all will laugh ‘ she must be dozing, dreaming about ants.’ Perhaps yes but your laugh is my reward.

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Writing 101, Day 9: Reinvent the Letter format

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A letter  from my wit

 

Dear me,

It’s so pathetic to see you struggling with today’s task of writing a letter.

Surely you have written lots of letters when there were no phones and computers.

You wrote to your father whenever he was transferred to some other place.

You wrote to your maternal uncles whom you loved very much.

You wrote to your sisters and brothers after your marriage.

You wrote to your children when they were not with you.

And on many more occasions also.

So what’s the problem now?

I’m getting bored to death seeing you running to the commons, reading some posts then coming back to write your post.

You start writing then suddenly don’t find it interesting. You go back to read some other letters. Suddenly an idea pops up in your mind you come start writing and again delete it and…

Past half an hour you are doing this and getting on my nerves.

There are so many tips Cheri has given in her post.

I know you need lots of poking and encouragement, inspirations but there is a limit to everything.

If you don’t start writing in next five minutes I’m going to leave you forever.

Wish you some wit and good luck.

Your wit.

Thinking_Deeply

 

Writing 101, Day 8- Expand a Comment

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What a tough task!

Expand your comment.

I’m a miser with words.

I’m mostly done with, ‘excellent, very nice, inspiring etc.etc.’

Very rarely I have commented with full line.

When I read a very captivating post what else I can say except ‘Excellent or very well written’.

Commenting is an art which I’m still trying to learn.

I go through comment area of every post I read. Sometimes comments make a better read than a post.

Some people are born conversationalist and I’m a very poor one.

I was searching “My Comment ‘page and could not come up even one comment which can be expanded into a full post. So I’m trying to expand this inability into a full post.

There are many bloggers whose take on prompts I enjoy and appreciate but my comments to them are very repetitive and boring. I have to rectify this.

Hopefully I’ll do better next time.

 

 

Writing 101- Day 6&7- A space to write

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“Ideally we’d all enjoy Virginia Woolf’s proverbial room of one’s own, with a door to close to ensure uninterrupted writing time. However, for many of us, this just isn’t an option. But a lack of writing space should never keep you from writing. With a little determination and some creativity, you’ll always find some way to work.”~ Ginny Wiehardt

A Space to Write

In small apartments you can’t afford a luxury of your own space for writing, peace or calm environment.

You have to share your computer, computer time and space with whoever you are living with.

After sometime you adjust to even this.

I mostly do my work mentally. Thinking, rethinking, and editing everything goes nonstop in mind between cooking, cleaning or whatever house hold jobs you are doing.

Mind anyway never keeps quiet so why not use it for this purpose. It’s for the final draft I use computer.

In my two bedroom apartment, one bedroom is my husband’s writing space and in another I have set up a table for my laptop. This table sometimes is used for ironing clothes also.

Only problem is uninterrupted time. For this I had to select night time when everyone is asleep and I can write without interference.

I personally believe that if one is full of ideas, have full grasp on language and passion for writing then space, time and environment never poses any problem.

Any place and time is perfect for writing only essential thing is a commitment to writing.

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David Redpath

We're all on a road to somewhere.

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About Politics, Religion, Culture, Society, Joy, Thank, Praise, Faith, Hope, Love, Community, Freedom, Peace, Islam, Justice, Truth, Patience and much more.

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Let the warm yellows soothe your soul...

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