Friday Fictioneers- 26 Dec.2014

rochelle is here with a new photo prompt by Björn Rudberg.

 

LESSON

‘I cannot go up mother; it’s hard to climb up.’ I whined.

‘Yes you can, first drop all those things weighing you down.’ Mother cajoled.

‘ Pride, prejudices,envy,anger, hatred, any negative emotion you have drop at each step Then you will notice how easy it is to reach the top   but remember it’s hard to go up and stay there but easy to come down.’

‘How do you know?

‘Because I was there once.’

“Why not come with me?

‘I am retired. Now I will stay here and help people go up.’

Weekly Photo Challenge- Nostalgic

Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgic

NOSTALGIA

Can someone bring back
Carefree childhood
Caring loving parents, siblings
Sweet lingering memories of the time spent with
Spouse, children, relatives and friends
Lovely memories of
Daughter and son’s marriage
Arrival of granddaughter

Unforgettable time spent in
Traveling so many places,
Meeting with so many people

Swimming through my memory lane
cherishing, savoring, relishing all
As if it all happened yesterday
How time flies by
Leaving behind
NOSTALGIA

My mother and me at Puri sea beach

My granddaughter Bonita

My first encounter with nature was at Bhedaghat, waterfall Jabalpur when I was six years old.( Google Images)

SUNDAY POST : Mothers Day

SUNDAY POST : Mothers Day

Happy Mothers Day to All Mothers

The best relation between a mother and a child is friendship.

 

1- There is only one pretty child in the world, and every mother has it.
Chinese Proverb

2- And remember that behind every successful woman……is a basket of dirty laundry.
Inspirational Quotes on Mothers Day by: Unknown

3- Insanity is hereditary; you get it from your children.
Sam Levenson

4- No gift to your mother can ever equal her gift to you – life

Anonymous quotes

5- When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.
Sophia Loren, Women and Beauty

6- Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs… since the payment is pure love.
Mildred B. Vermont

7- The real religion of the world comes from women much more than from men – from mothers most of all, who carry the key of our souls in their bosoms.
Oliver Wendell Holmes

8- The moment a child is born, the mother is also born.
She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new.
Rajneesh( OSHO)

9- Women do not have to sacrifice personhood if they are mothers. They do not have to sacrifice motherhood in order to be persons. Liberation was meant to expand women’s opportunities, not to limit them. The self-esteem that has been found in new pursuits can also be found in mothering.
Elaine Heffner

10- Mothers hold their children’s hands for a short while, but their hearts forever.
Unknown

 

Mothers hold their children’s hands for a short while, but their hearts forever.

 

 

 

A horror Story.

Friends, this is supposed to be a horror story, written exclusively for my daughter ‘Somkritya’ but my husband found it very funny and started laughing, so I’m sharing it with you. This is my first attempt to write a story.

                              The way cookies crumble

She was never afraid of ghosts. In fact, all the ghosts, demons, witches, gnomes, angels and fairies were her friends.They lived under her bed, around her, in fact in every corner of her house. She played with them, made fun of them and they were never ever angry with her, in fact joined her in fun.

Today was a tiresome day. House keeper didn’t come. There was power cut for half of the day.There was water problem in her area. To brighten her mood, she tried to make cookies. In spite of doing every step correctly, cookies crumbled. She was very disappointed. Feeling very tired, she went to bed. Suddenly she remembered, she has asked her mother to write a ghost story for her. She started laughing. Her mother could not write a story more over she never believed in ghost. So it was out of her imagination, but to tease her she has asked her to write for her. Still laughing she she switched off the light and rolled on the bed.

Suddenly there was light in the room, she saw her mother was sitting on the easy chair. She was looking intently at her. She inquired, when did you come? You didn’t tell me you were coming? Mother just smiled, then started laughing shrilly. It was very eerie laugh. Her mother’s face became distorted and she started crumbling just like cookies.

She woke up with a start. Room was dark. Her alarm clock was ringing frenziedly . She switched off the clock, switched on the light. Her cloths were wet with her sweat. She laughed at her dream, then she noticed, there was a small heap of cookies on the easy chair.

Cartoon by SOMKRITYA

 

Gutter

Since Eric Alagan

has wrapped his post- Gutter- 33 word flash-fiction-  I thought why not post it here as a poem.

Journalist from the gutter press
in search of some sensational story
or picture
indifferent to the anguish of a mother
searches for a suitable title
ignores cries of the mother
asking for help

as her child falls in the gutter

( Breaking News-  xx%##*****#)

SUNDAY POST : Sentimental Value

SUNDAY POST : Sentimental Value

I’m very sentimental about people but not about things or places. So I thought about myself until I saw my mother’s swing, alone waiting for someone to caress, as if waiting for my mothers touch not knowing she will never come back. I’m very attached to it.

A Word A Week Photo Challenge: Smile

A WORD A WEEK PHOTO CHALLENGE – SMILE  -A good exercise for facial muscles.

I can’t stop smiling back whenever I see these photographs.

My late Father, always made us smile

my late Mother, she was always happy, smiling singing

My son with a tiger cub, can’t stop smiling

picnic time fun time- all smiles

Haiku- Mother’s pet

Why children fight for

Mother’s love and attention

All are mother’s pet

Haiku-Mother

Incomparable

Mother’s  love and care for child

Her lap is heaven

Amma ( Mother)

I lost my mother today. She was a source of inspiration for me. She not only taught but showed by her affection to her children that love and duty always is bigger then one’s ego. She was such a lovely person, I can go on and on talking about her. She was very patience, hard-working, loving mother but could never show her love in words. She was ready to do anything for us. I was with her for one month and I am thankful to God for that though unluckily I was not with her in her last few days. I’m feeling guilty for that. She encouraged me , like my daughter, for drawing and many more things in my life. My brother told me that in her last breadth she called my name. I’m really going to miss her very much. I prayed to god ‘Please do what is best for her’ and its done. Now she is away from all her sufferings. May her soul rest in peace.