“New Year is not about changing the dates but direction; it’s not about changing the calendar but commitment; it’s not about changing the actions but attitude. May each and every day of all my lovely, encouraging and compassionate friends is renewed with lots of happiness ,love, peace and prosperity.”
Thanks Rochelle for the photo prompt. In my confusion to press publish button or not, I’m late again for Friday Fictioneer 100 word story challenge.
‘Can you see the horses talking in human voice?’
‘There is nothing you drunken fool and after one bottle even stones talk to you. ‘She switched off the light and was gone.
They came near haughtily, ‘we are ghost of horses you killed either take either to revenge or for meat.’
‘I can’t even dream of that, I love horses,’ I stammered.
‘You human beings are not reliable; you’ll not shy away from eating even human beings if starving.’
’I can’t even dream of it. ‘I was shaking.
‘Better not.’ They said menacingly, ‘we are on a vengeance spree tonight.’
I’m no expert in relaxation Technics. I’m writing about what helped me to relax.
Relaxing does not comes easily in a world full of tension, miseries, instability, diseases, etc, etc.
Our mind is made to worry and fight, since survival of the fittest was the rule to survive.
Power, money, strength cannot make you worry-less till we learn to live in peace and harmony with understanding and friendship.
And that’s not going to happen till we become selfless, tolerant and respectful to each other and induce faith, belief and acceptance in our life style.
What to do till then? Worry our self to death?
Well, I nearly did that.
Then one day a little birdie told me ‘ relax dear, there are some problems you can solve with little patience, hard work and sincere effort, give them your 100 percent.
Some you can’t solve alone. Don’t shy away from taking help from friends and help them in return.
Still there are some problems you can’t do anything about, accept that and leave them to God and professionals.’
It was not easy.
One has to take sincere effort to relax by any means you like, music, deep breathing, yoga…anything to help relaxing.
One has to practice it daily to make it a habit but don’t relax and take your mind for granted. Mind is a very stubborn fellow. Like a serpent it will raise its head, by raising doubts. Don’t fight it.
Just go on practicing relaxation.
The day comes when you are ready to face problems with a calm mind.
Of course, you can’t do anything if someone drops a bomb on your head.
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
— Leo Buscaglia
“Have you had a kindness shown? Pass it on;
‘Twas not given for thee alone, Pass it on;
Let it travel down the years,
Let it wipe another’s tears.
Pass it on.”
— Rev. Henry Burton
I’m late again. The frog has shut its mouth so no burden of editing my story to just 100 words. Though it’s a good exercise and I must follow the rules but please excuse me for once. It’s not that it’s a great story but I could think of nothing else moreover I can’t give up without trying.
Thanks HOTO PROMPT © Lucy Fridkin for photo prompt.
Who would have thought that someone may arrange for her own murder?
At least I didn’t till I read her diary.
It was a neat job, no hassles attached. There was no resistance from her as if she was expecting it.
Old lady gave me big sum to just push someone in the sea as she had a fixed routine to visit sea beach when it was lonely.
I never ask questions. Take money, do your job, is my motto.
I took the diary lying there just out of curiosity.
I was dumbfounded.
‘I have no courage to commit suicide but the things are out of hand so why not go while everyone respects you. Over staying guests are not welcomed anywhere, hence the contract killer. Malice towards none.’