Phoneography and Non-SLR Digital Devices Photo Challenge:

Phoneography and Non-SLR Digital Devices Photo Challenge:

Night Photography by Janet.

My Nokia 2700 is not powerful for night photography moreover I rarely go out at night. Night photography for me means stand in my balcony and click whatever view I get from there. Except first three of beach road other are from my balcony where full moon helped me.

 

4th Monday Challenger’s Choice (Pick One: Abstraction, Animals, Architecture, Food Photography, Night Photography, Objects, Portraiture, Still Life, Street Photography, and Travel).

 

 

Daily Prompt- You, Robot

Daily Prompt- You, Robot–  Congrats — you’ve been handed a robot whose sole job is to relieve you of one chore, job, or responsibility you particularly hate. What is it?

Wow!

It is true God sees but late.

When I needed someone to help me I would have loved to have a robot to save me from cooking. I always hated cooking. It’s a very time-consuming job and if you are cooking for your family it’s thankless also. You can’t make every member of your family at the same time. Children need something, elders another.

Making some special dishes is okay but daily cooking is a tedious, tiresome job. But surprisingly now at old age, I don’t hate any job. Perhaps the more I am unable to do some jobs the more I cling to them to keep myself active.

After much thought, I think I will make my robot my driver. I love to go outdoors and have to depend on my husband’s mood. Nowadays I hate driving and searching for parking places. It’s a nice idea to give it a driver’s job. Please God really hands me a robot so I can go out wherever and whenever I want.

Daily Prompt- Off the Shelf

Daily Prompt- Off the Shelf–  Take a look at your bookcase. If you had enough free time, which book would be the first one you’d like to reread? Why?

I ask myself ‘ which book would be the first one you would like to reread ?’

Tough question as my bookcase has all my favorite books which I purchased with  money I saved and spent on books instead of cloths.

Osho, Paulo Coelho, Deepak Chopra, Dale Carnegie, Robin Sharma, Brian Tracy and many more have accompanied me for many years.

I never get bored reading anyone from these.

I have some light comedy, suspense, detective novels also which I purchased with clear intention that they are not just one time read. Read and throw away type. I never waste money on them. Sorry, I’m drifting away.

My first purchase was ‘ STOP WORRYING AND START LIVING’ . I stumbled upon this book in my friends house and got hooked to it.

I never believe in asking solutions for my problems to others. I believe every problem comes with a solution.

I got this book at a time when my son joined Indian Navy, my daughter got married, my husband is somewhat workaholic and I was suffering from chronic some diseases and was very depressed, always worrying.

This book came as a boon to me. There are not only causes and analysis for worries but simple solutions and stories of other sufferer and how they could come over their worries.

When you read about others problems then only you realise that how tiny or petty are your problems.

Little understanding, not running away from problems, facing them, trying to find a solution, little exercise and meditation all helps.

So when I find time I reread this and one more ‘Maximum Achievement’ by Brian Tracy and recommend to others also.

Carol or Parole

Daily Prompt- Uncanned Laughter–  A misused word, a misremembered song lyric, a cream pie that just happened to be there: tell us about a time you (or someone else) said or did something unintentionally funny.

It’s an old, at least 53 years old faux pass but I still feel ashamed of it, an incorrect word I  used in my haste to show my knowledge.

It so happened 53 years ago my newlywed elder sister came to visit my mother and me with his Christian husband on Christmas eve afternoon. After chatting for some time they got up to go but my mother insisted they go after dinner.

My bro-in-law declined to say he has to go with friends at night for…

Before he could finish, to show how much I know of their culture as I had studied at missionary school, I chirped in

‘Mother let them go they have to go for PAROLE’

Full marks to my BIL, the real gentleman he is, very quietly without even smiling, he corrected ‘ carol, Indu, carol.’

With great difficulty, my sister suppressed her smile. I still feel embarrassed when I remember this.

Afterward, we all had a good laugh about that.

A Photo a Week Challenge: Unusual Portrait Faces

A Photo a Week Challenge: Unusual Portrait Faces

 

My son-in-law and grandaughter

 

 

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Friday Fictioneer- rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/08/13/15-august-2014/

Its time again to read some wonderful stories here-  

PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields

 Fiction

Word Count- 101

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Mother wrote to me,

“Everyone turns to their root at one point in their life.”

“Ha!” I replied, “I have adjusted to this foreign land with its culture, philosophy, and almost everything, moreover I’m comfortable with the work facilities here.”

Mother replied,

“People are like migratory birds, no matter how much you fly away, you come back home at last.”

“No way!” I concluded.

Now watching my parents standing hand in hand even after so many fights, arguments, and differences of opinion at their fiftieth wedding anniversary, I suddenly felt insecure, can’t explain why?

I wrote to my mother,

“Mother we are coming back.”

A Word a Week Challenge – Create

A Word a Week Challenge – Create

“Some pursue happiness – others create it.”

 

 

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AFTERMATH

http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/07/30/1-august-2014/

word count-100

AFTERMATH

Nine years old survivor recalls ‘ her house was bombed by a government warplane.’  She lost her leg, parents, siblings, and house and had to flee from her country with others to take shelter in another country.

Watching other children, playing in the park, enjoying swings, and slides, and running after butterflies as she used to do in her country, makes her cry.

When two countries fight for political or religious reasons, it is the children who suffer the most. For those who witness their parents, friends, and neighbors shot and killed, their childhood is lost. Life is never the same again for them.

Five Sentence Fiction – Fearless

Five Sentence Fiction – Fearless

FEARLESS

They were a pack of six daredevils, studying in the same college, sharing a rented house in our locality. 

Apart from participating in dangerous games, they were ever ready to help others, be it walking in the fire, jump in the water or climb the mountain to save someone, they were the pride in our locality.

Our locality leaders thought to award them to encourage other youths.

 Members of the felicitation committee went to their house for some details only to found them huddled together in a corner shivering with fright.

Their object of fright was a big fat cockroach looking at them as if asking ‘ why are you afraid of a little insect-like me?’ 

And this was a chink in their armor.

(Based on a true incident, I witnessed on my train journey to Goa)

Perspective.

Friday Fictioneers- Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Click here to read some wonderful takes on the prompt.

PHOTO PROMPT Copyright – Marie Gail Stratford

genre -Fiction

Word Count-100

PERSPECTIVE

“At least sixty percent of earthlings are mad! They are an intolerant lot. They have forked tongues.”

The Alien father was passing on his knowledge to his son while touring the earth.

“They talk of brotherhood, love, compassion, and compatibility but will kill each other to prove their supremacy over who was civilized first, over color, caste, creed, over whose culture, religion is best, or over as silly an issue as whether one is spoon person, chopstick person, fork person or eats with his hands.

We  never judge people by their food habits but by their credentials.”