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Happy Anniversary with WordPress.com! You registered on WordPress.com 7 years ago. Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging.

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7 Year Anniversary Achievement

Happy Anniversary with WordPress.com! You registered on WordPress.com 7 years ago. Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging.

Thanks a lot, to all WordPress team for reminding me. I started a new life with you. Learned so many things. made many virtual friends. Got the chance to read excellent posts. What’s more, I discovered myself. It’s a lovely feeling being with WordPress for so long. I’m really grateful for your help whenever I needed it.

A big thanks to all my blogger friends for encouraging me to continue for so long.

Blogging 201- Day Two: Audit Your Brand

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Today’s assignment: audit your brand — look at all the ways you communicate information about your blog to make sure they’re consistent and focused.

I have made few changes in my blog. I’ll appreciate if someone takes the trouble to tell me what more should I do. Any tips to make it look attractive.

Blogging 201- Day One: Set Three Goals

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Blogging 201

My three goals-

1- publish a post at least once a week.

2- Spend one hour each week visiting my followers’ blogs, reading, and commenting from now until October 1st.

3- Publish posts from three guests over the next three months.

 

Why do I blog? Good question.

The main aim behind my joining Word Press was to organize/ clarify my thoughts, as one thing always bothered me that I cannot write properly. My mind was full of thoughts but as soon as I will try to write every single thought vanished. 

 So when my daughter pleaded me to join Word Press and took the labour to register me there, decorated my blog, then said gets, set and go. I know secretly she requested her blogger friends to follow my blog and encourage me with their positive comments.

I fumbled with words, thought I will never be able to write even one paragraph. 

But slowly, thanks to her efforts and patiently cajoling me to write something daily, I get started, publishing my pencil sketches, photographs taken with my cell phone, few short stories, short poems, Haiku and then I got addicted to it.

Second thing I started following other bloggers. Visiting their blogs I got to know about what really writing is. I made lots of friends here. They are very encouraging and helping. They always come up with good comments for my efforts.

Some bloggers are blessed with wonderful writing skills. It’s a pleasure to read their posts. 

Who knows, one day I may come up with a good story to delight everyone.

 

 

 

 

Happy Anniversary

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HappY Anniversary! You registered on WordPress.com 3 years ago.

I registered on WordPress.com 3 years ago! It’s ‘Happy Anniversary!’ today.

Am I happy That I registered with WordPress.com?

Yes, very much. It has given me a chance to write about some topics which I thought I could never write with Daily Prompts especially about myself.

Writing about myself I discovered that I have some positive qualities as well as some negative also which I overlooked before.

I started writing with few lines and now I can write short stories.

I made so many friends here who encouraged me to write by appreciating posts with positive comments.

I get to read many excellent posts by other blogger friends.

Weekly Photo Challenges  helped me to  discover my love for photography.

Thanks to WordPress.com Team, and support.wordpress.com/create  to help me publish ove 500 posts which itself is a miracle for a non-writer like me and the full credit goes to WordPress.com.

Thanks a lot for reminding me friends.

I’m grateful for your help and support.

 

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Writing 101, Day Nine: Changing Moccasins — Point of View

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Writing 101, Day Nine: Changing Moccasins — Point of View

A man and a woman walk through the park together, holding hands. They pass an old woman sitting on a bench. The old woman is knitting a small, red sweater. The man begins to cry. Write this scene.

Today’s twist: write the scene from three different points of view: from the perspective of the man, then the woman, and finally the old woman.

 

The Man

Red was the color my two years younger brother loved. It suited him too. When he was five; mother started knitting a red sweater for him. In the evening she will come to the park sit on this particular bench with brother playing nearby and knit. But before she could finish he died in an accident. The agony mother went through was unbearable for me. Mother could not overcome her grief and died after five years.Today when I saw this old lady sitting on the same bench, knitting the red sweater, she reminded me of my mother and I could not stop crying.  My wife understanding my feeling squeezed my hand and we passed by.

The Woman

I knew the scene reminded him of his mother. When he was seven years old, one day he was cycling, his younger brother came running to him pleading to take him along on the bicycle. He collided with him and fell down; his head stuck the concrete road making him unconscious. He died after 48 hours. My husband always feels guilty and blames himself for the accident and his mother’s sufferings.

I said nothing just squeezed his hand and let the moment pass. I knew he will overcome his feelings and will be alright after sometime.

 

The old woman

I love this park, this particular bench; it’s very comfortable and love knitting while watching children playing all around me. When I saw this man looking at me then this red sweater and suddenly burst in crying, I understood that there are touchy memories attached to this. I was curious and wanted to ask him but checked myself in time lest I hurt him more. They passed by holding hands.

 

Writing 101, Day 2- Dream House.

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Writing 101, Day Two: A Room with a View (Or Just a View)

We’re all drawn to certain places. If you had the power to get somewhere — anywhere — where would you go right now? For your twist, focus on building a setting description.

A place belongs forever to whoever claims it hardest, remembers it most obsessively, wrenches it from itself, shapes it, renders it, loves it so radically that he remakes it in his own image.

– Joan Didion

 

 

Always living in a crowded area, in small flats without a garden, the insufficient place for pets suffocates me. I know I cannot afford a spacious bungalow but there is no harm dreaming about a house of my choice.

How much I would love to have a cozy cottage with a red-tiled roof on the hilltop, surrounded by the trees, bubbling with the breeze, overlooking the village full of houses, people, fields green with crops, cows, sheep, goats grazing around.

My hilltop house will have a beautiful small garden and enough space for my dog, cat to play around.

Since childhood, I’m attracted to mountains and hills so the village has to be surrounded by hills and yes, there has to be a river which I can view from the window, first thing in the morning.

 

 

 

 

Five Sentence Fiction – Sunshine

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Five Sentence Fiction – Sunshine

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SUNSHINE

Father while getting ready for his office called her ‘ lazy bones get up there is all sunshine waiting for you to go for a walk and get some vitamin D for your bones.’

‘Just five minutes father’ she started singing loudly, ‘Give me some sunshine, Give me some rain, Give me another chance, I want to grow up once again’, he laughed ‘ I know your five minutes, at least half an hour more you will be in bed begging sunshine and another chance to grow.’

He went to his office and exactly half an hour later someone from the father’s office was at her door ‘ your father is no more’ he said.

No…! It’s impossible, how it can happen to me…he was just 52, I’m just 2o…..just five months back I had finished my exams and have come to live with my father, life changed totally but had to accept everything and move on.

Life is so unpredictable; sometimes there will be clouds, sometimes sunshine; why not make full use of sunshine when it is still there, why take everything and everyone for granted?

 

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS- 7 February 2014/ Suggestion

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FRIDAY FICTIONEERS- 7 February 2014

FF is a wonderful challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff, which I can hardly make on time. This time due to computer problem I could not post in time, submission were closed hence I am publishing it here just for fun.

Copyright - Dawn M. Miller

Copyright – Dawn M. Miller

Fiction

Word count- 100

Suggestion

 

This was the tenth time she touched each one of the lamp, rubbing them expectantly.

Nothing happened. Not a single thought; let alone a story came to her mind.

Shopkeeper inquired curiously, whether she was looking for some magic lamp.

At first, she denied but then confessed that she was supposed to write a story on lamps but was unable to do.

‘Buy one, take home and sit staring at it, it may help.’ he suggested.

‘Will it work?’ she asked.

‘Yes, it always works for me.’

‘You come up with a story?’

‘No, it helps me sell one lamp.’

Five Sentence Fiction – Frozen

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Five Sentence Fiction – Frozen’

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Justification

We human beings are very clever.

We always find an excuse to justify what we love to do.

Bobby loved non-vegetarian food.

He loved birds also and started working for The Ethical Treatment of Animals (PETA) organization, but now he found it difficult to eat fresh meat, as he could not stand killing animals by himself or for his sake.

Therefore, instead of becoming a vegetarian, he started taking frozen meat, though outwardly feeling guilty, on the pretext that he was not involved in the killing process, and once when it is killed, why waste it.

Five Sentence Fiction – Sparks

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Sparks

It all started with a playful discussion over future planning.

They were both working couple so she told him that when they will have a child she would keep it with her mom so she does not have to leave the job.

‘Nice, so she can raise one more brat like you.’ It was just a slip of the tongue, which he regretted but the harm was done.

There was friction, spark, firework, storm and then heavy rains.

Looking around the room after aftermath, they both started laughing, she has not even conceived yet.

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Trust your own instinct. Your mistakes might as well be your own, instead of someone else’s. Billy Wilder

The Yellow Brick Ave

A journey of expression and compassion

kimbladeswriting

poetry and short stories

Pilgrimage Studio

A Journey of Spiritual Significance

As a Girl thinketh....

Love thyself for it's the only cure!

Prerna's blog

Start each day with a grateful heart :)

Picture Perfect Memories for life

Myriad memories frozen in time

A Journey Called Life ...

“Never forget that once upon a time, in an unguarded moment, you recognized yourself as a friend.” - E. Gilbert

Timeless Mind

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