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Sudden turn of events

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In response to The Daily Post- Sudden turn of events

( It was lying in the draft section. Some truth some fiction)

I was sitting on my veranda making some patterns on the floor with the chalk; I was totally engrossed in it when I heard some commotion across the street. 

O my God! What police were doing in front of Mrs. Bajpai’s house?

Now Mr. and Mrs. were the nicest neighbors one could have.

Our house was just opposite to their house. We were new to the locality. My father, with four children and wife has shifted to this house just six months back. 

We became friendly instantly with everyone as they all were very friendly, accommodating and compatible lot.

There were people from all cast and community living in peace and harmony in our locality.

We celebrated each and every festival with same zeal and fervor. 

Slowly we came to about the background of every family. 

We became very friendly with Mr. and Mrs. Bajpai.

They had six boys, all grown up and had moved away leaving their parents to look after each other. They occasionally came to visit their parents initially but that practice was stopped as they became busier with their work.

Mr. and Mrs. Bajpai never complained. 

Most of the people in the locality lived in rented house. Very few had their own house.

Though our owner never bothered us but he was very particular about rent. You give him rent in time and he will keep quite.

 Mr. Bajpai was doing some small business and the income was barely  sufficient for both of them to live peacefully though savings were a distant dream. Raising six boys was not an easy job. Mr. ’s earning was spent in providing them good education. They could not save any money for their old age.

Real problem started when Mr. Bajpai died suddenly leaving his wife in a helpless.  She had no income and was unable to run her husband’s business, she could not manage rents.

Now accomplished by the police the landlord had himself come there to evict her from the house.

The neighbors tried to intervened and offered some donation but she declined saying it was not a practical solution. How long could they manage and they have their family to look after too.

Mother asked her to move in with us but she declined that too knowing well how small our house was.

We were all crying for failing to do something for our beloved Mrs. Bajpai. We were feeling very miserable. We prayed to god to send some solution.

Solution came but it was not so good as we found later.

Mr Bajpai’s younger brother who had a fight with his brother and lived separately came and took her with him.

We heaved a sigh of relief and thanked God that still some humanity was left in him. Though he could have helped them when his brother was still alive.

Everybody got busy in their daily routine.

After say 15 days my mother asked me to go and see how Mrs Bajpai was doing. I went there ans saw she was not very happy. She tried to hide her discomfort but i could smell it as I was close to her. Her sister in law was not treating her well.

Mrs Bajpai took her permission to visit our house which she readily granted thinking that at least one time meal is saved.

Mrs Bajpai asked me to write a letter to her distant cousin who live quite a distance from our city and whom she had not seen for a long time.

Thankfully he came after sometime and took her with her.

That was the last, no, after one month we got a letter from her siting she is happy.

Then we never heard from her. Our letters came back undelivered.

God knows what happened to so affectionate, always ready to help others Mrs bajpai.

 

 

Writing 101, day 14: Recreate a single day

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Writing 101, day 14: Recreate a single day.

Magic of Hug

Only once in my life time I did a mischievous act and got punished for it. Friends did it every time ,played pranks on others and got away with it. 

I pulled the chair when my friend was going to sit, she fell down. Nothing happened to her but the chair’s arm fell down too. I was summoned to Mother Superior. She calmly fined me Rs. 13 without any scolding.

When I told my mother, She paid the fine but she scolded me terribly even after me saying sorry to her and my friend, and also that it was my first mischief. Wasn’t I her youngest and pet child? How could she do it to me? 

 I did not eat and went to sleep early. 

After some time I felt a warm drop on my cheek and a hand patting my head.

I got up. Mother was there with food and requested me to eat. In fact I was very hungry and secretly waiting for that.

She hugged me and made me promise never to do it again.

I love you and miss you maa.

बहुत पड़ी थी डांट
शरारत खूब जो की थी
खींचे गए थे कान
शिकायत सबने की थी
रोना धोना किया खूब
और बिन खाए ही सो गए
नींद में किसने सर सहलाया
गालों पे दी पप्पी
अरे!मना रही थी अम्मा मुझको
दे जादू की झप्पी|

~ Indira

जादू की झप्पी

 

 

Writing 101, Day 12: Critique a piece of work

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Writing 101, Day 12: Critique a piece of work

‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ by Harper Lee.’ – “People generally see what they look for, and hear what they listen for.” 

Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

 'Shoot all the blue jays you want, if you can hit ‘em, but remember it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird."

“Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy. They don’t eat up people’s gardens, don’t nest in corncribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That’s why it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.” ― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

I received this book recently as a present from my daughter.

And I’m really thankful to her for introducing me to a fine piece of writing. It is the best book I have read so far.

I know I’m late and almost everyone might have read it.

Frankly my first reaction after going through 2/3 pages was not good. I found it a little boring and when I reached the last pages, I was still unclear about few things but the end completely changed my view.I started reading it again slowly and this time I was completely bowled over by the Finesse of this book.

I don’t know how to write a book review so please bear with me.

She writes with all the innocence of an 8 years old child Jem . About her love for her family, sympathy for her neighbours and the people of her locality and racism other prejudices found in normal local people and also about how human nature works  .

Harper Lee’s abilities to write are of very higher level.

Her description of locality, their inhabitants are so vivid, I could visualize perfectly.

In fact In fact I was so immersed in the narrators character that I was living the

whole story. I could visualize and relate with the housewives afternoon gathering

for tea and gossiping.

She has depicted the look of a small Alabama town in 1935 so well, it looks like a

painting easy enough to grasp the feel of that time.

She had depicted very well first the childhood innocence of Jem  love and care of

Her father in whom arms she found the comfort and his advice ,

 “You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view… Until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it.” Harper Lee,

 , concern and care of a brother and his  plays and fights with his sister Jem and their

common friend. How Jem her brother and friend were curious and tried every trick

to get a look at the most talked about character Boo of that famous haunted Radly house.

She describes how their heart was broken by the racism and and  fights for difference of opinion in their so called peace loving locality.

 the racism ‘ “Scout,” said Atticus, “nigger-lover is just one of those terms that don’t mean anything—like snot-nose. It’s hard to explain—ignorant, trashy people use it when they think somebody’s favoring Negroes over and above themselves. It’s slipped into usage with some people like ourselves, when they want a common, ugly term to label somebody.”- Harper lee

Telling much will spoil the suspense of the book.

In my opinion this is a what we call a perfect, wonderful and  captivating book and a must read for all.

I’m going to read it for a third time as every time I discover something new.

 

 

 

Writing 101, Day 9: Writing and not writing

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Writing 101, Day 9: Writing and not writing

What do you do when you’re not writing?

Either laying around, of course after completing all the chores.

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Nothing more refreshing than

Positive gossip

Friendly communication

Good for mind and soul

 

gossip

But not 

Mindless gossiping

Peeping in everyone’s life

Bad and boring game.

 

What do you need in your day-to-day life to maintain balance: Running? Yoga? Gardening? Painting? Cooking?

Everything Especially going for morning walk either in the park or sea beach, except gardening.

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Positive gossip

Friendly communication

Good for mind and soul

 

 

Writing 101, Day 8: Reinvent the letter format

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Writing 101- Reinvent the letter format

A Letter To My Alter Ego

My dear alter ego,

You knew very well that I never like to write about myself. Still you coaxed me into it saying that it will help me to know myself and its time I should acknowledge my plus and minus points.

I was always a coward. I feared darkness, ghosts, and loneliness. I was afraid of fights, violence, criticism, failure and losing my friends and near and dear ones.

It was you, who gave me strength, courage and hope to come out of darkness, face fears and fight with them.

You only taught me that not being perfect is all right.

You said one cannot win all the times but the joy of participating is bigger than everything.

You taught me to stand for whatever one thinks is right.

You taught me the pleasure of sharing and caring as well as one should not feel guilty in enjoying things in life, it is not a sin.

You always had to be vigilant to keep me on the right tracks.

You knew that  if you take even a wink then I will go inside my shell like a turtle.

I want to confess that I’m grateful to have such a nice friend like you. 

You are my conscience. 

Please never ever leave me.

Love you.

Yours forever

Indira.

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Writing 101, Day 6: The space to write

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I’m not very particular about the writing place or any special type of writing material.

If you are brimming with the ideas you can jot down with a simple pen, pencil and whatever paper you can lend your hand on. Sometimes paper napkin comes handy also.

Personal computer and a writing-table are bonus points.

 

I’m lucky enough to have my laptop, a table and good number of pen and notebooks but my main problem is ideas. I sit in front of the computer with a prompt ready but nothing comes to mind. But the moment you switch off the computer , start doing other job the thoughts come pouring in at the most weird time. Sometimes at odd places where you can’t keep pen and paper handy.

Problem is if you can’t jot them down they vanish forever.

 

Writing 101, Day 5- Hook Them With a quote

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If you have it [Love], you don’t need to have anything else, and if you don’t have it, it doesn’t matter much what else you have. ~ Sir James M. Barrie

Regret

‘No one came to visit me?’, he tried to keep straight face. As usual nurse’s answer was negative.

He was bedridden and in good hands for he has all the money to afford great care but he felt all the care he got was mechanical.

He admitted to himself that he was responsible for his loneliness as he was one of those person who believe that money can buy love, friends, care, security and loyalty. He believed that everything and everyone has a price tag. You pay the right amount and you will get whatever you want.  He was arrogant, stubborn and  never cared for anyone.  He was always suspicious of everyone.

He always wore a fierce countenance so no one could come near enough to take advantage of him and in the process he became lonely.  Everyone left him except for his servants who worked for money.  Even they left him when they could not bear his extreme cynical behavior.

Now lying in a posh nursing home, all alone, with no visitors to cheer him, he regretted, why he didn’t realize that money cannot buy true unconditional love and friendship. Now without love his life was like a body without soul. Cold and dark.

Writing 101, day 4: A story in a single image- Preference

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Writing 101, day 4: A story in a single image

 

 

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Woman in woods

Preference

She had no other choice but to enter the woods.

There were four goons chasing her. In her haste to run away from them to a safe place she took the wrong turn and came near the woods.

Now if she goes back they will catch her and what they would do to her, the very though was very scary.

She thought even if there are wild animals in the woods they will kill and eat her if they are hungry. They were not like human beings who kill for joy. Some people get pleasure in being cruel to others, by terrorizing others, by killing, rape or other heinous crimes.

After much thinking she decided that though there is a very slight but still a prospect of  survival. She preferred the company of animals over human beings and entered the woods.

 

Writing 101, Day 3: One-word inspiration- Regret

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REGRET

In everyone’s life there are bound to be some moments which one wishes one could have rectified .

Why do we regret?  When we have taken wrong decisions, we have put our faith in wrong person or we help people with expectations? 

I too have taken lots of decisions which I regret. Given a magic wand I would have rectified few of them. 

But then I think what the use of crying over split milk. What’s done is done. I try taking it as a lesson to learn and not to repeat it. Also people say that everything happens for a cause. So I wait patiently and try to see the better, positive side of it and what does it wants to teach me.

One thing is certain, I don’t regret about failure for two reasons.

1- I truly believe in what someone said ‘ You are not a failure till you blame others for your mistakes.’ I take full responsibility of my decisions. 

2-I believe that if you get what you want it is good but if you don’t get it it’s better. May be some something better is waiting for you.

One thing is sure my failures have made me stronger, more focused and confident person. 

So now I just remember them and smile and thank them perhaps they came for the same reason.

Writing 101, Day 2: Write a list

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Things I have learned

At old age one tends to become preachy not because you want to grab attention or to show how intelligent you are. It is just that life teaches you so much and so much you learned from your mistakes and hardship of life, you want to share it with everyone so that they do not repeat those  mistakes.

Now one thing I have learned that youngsters don’t like
preaching or advises. They like to learn from their mistakes. We elders should give them the chance and space to them to grow up.
We should not be over protective. Just show them what is good and bad and let them take their decisions. They will learn from their choices and decisions. This is the part of their growing up. It will make them tough.
I more thing I have learned that if you keep your mind open, every creature in this world has some lesson to teach you.
Age does not matter
Teacher may be young or old                        

Lessons are important

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Some lessons from life

Life is a journey

Full of challenges and fights

Key word is courage

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Someone somewhere cares

The thought is so comforting

 Makes Life bearable

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Life is a marathon

Rules are straight and clear

Take rest but don’t quit