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The Thumps from Heaven

Enter.

Look around and find your favorite barber.

“Make the sides neat and don’t touch the top… it’s thin anyway!” Laughter.

Shick Shick Shick… Shick Shick Shick – goes the scissor!

You close your eyes, for you have no clue how the hair will look like once they done. Try thinking of your problems – why why why? Why do my best memories desert me when I’m reminiscing?

Water, GULP!

Shick Shick Shick… Shick Shick Shick – goes the scissor again!

You are now engulfed in a trance full of treble! You let yourself loose, hands and legs draining energy, like through a hole and into the chair that somehow comes alive and starts responding to your shifts in the seat. The foam feels softer and homely.

An hour passes. A mouth homes into your ears and pleads politely asks – “Your hair look amazing. Head Massage Sir?!!”

Your head spins, shuddering back to reality, brain processes the words and thinks of the cash at hand. Satisfied, you just nod affirmatively.

Then come the beats and bass to the treble of the scissors. The persisting trance gathers momentum, running faster, stronger, drawing you into winds of gusto. The head blows, the crashing sound of cool oil on your scalp, the skin let loose, stretched to proportions unknown to you. Pain, pleasure, discomfort, comfort. The only voice you hear is your own when you moan.

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A vibrating machine fills the last needed colors to an already colorful canvas. Ears, eyes, scalp, neck – it goes everywhere, leaves nothing to imagination and sucks the last remaining demon from your head.

It stops. What? Where? Why? Is this it?

“2 hours have passed sir!”.

Waking up from the slumber and that vicious chair, you see the world in colors unknown. They’re vibrant. So vibrant, they bring you to life. I came back to life.

Only my shoulder, so relieved from the massage, knows how difficult was it to ride back home.

Want a haircut? Come to an Indian salon.

Idea #2

In continuation to my ideas, here’s another one. WordPress can have a refresh option when you right-click on the graph that exists on the top bar. That refresh option will show the current stats without the need to refresh the website and that way, that refresh can be accessed from any other WordPress website as well. That ways, we won’t have to visit the stats page every time we wanted to know, what the current status of our readership is.

Just a thought!

Zee2Etch201 #4 #5 #6

Here are the tasks for days 4, 5, and 6 -

#4 - Read All Over - make sure your site is mobile-friendly, and familiarize yourself with the features of responsive design.

#5 – What They Wantconduct a short and simple stats analysis that will help you create an editorial calendar for the next 30 days.

#6 – Drive Traffic To Your Archivesintegrate features to draw traffic to your older content, including widgets, related posts, and a “Best of” page.

Man, I never thought I’ll combine 3 different posts into one, but it seems fair to do it, for they can all be answered in one short line -

I’ve already done all these to my blog.

 

Bucket List

Bucket List

A dedication to this post is the song whole world loves -

This list isn’t exhaustive and will never be. I can’t see my future and won’t imagine it too, for vivid dreams have a way of becoming stumbling blocks for happiness. But here are somethings that I want to do, to get my head straight -

1. Grab my first chance at a solitary holiday for a month or so. I need my time doing nothing, no contacts, no family, no communication, no gadgets. Just food, water, me and may be some strangers who deal in nothing but love.

2. I want to go soundless once. Listen to absolutely no sound, so I can listen to myself, for I want to clear the noises in my head, that have become quite a puzzle to solve over time.

3. This one is explicit and can’t be revealed here. (Thinking sex? Bingo!)

Zee2Etch201#3 – Get The Look

I’m very satisfied with how this blog looks because a lot of time, patience and multiple trials have resulted into making it look neater and brighter, with a lot of links that don’t look cluttered. So, no effort is required to change the look here.

Zee2Etch201#2 – Branding

“VIEWS SPLASH” – A Play Ground!

Like all things that take time coming into a shape and size comfortable for them, “VIEWS SPLASH” is doing the same. I’m writing under this name since 18 months now and here are a few things I’ve come to realize about this name -

1. It stands for freedom – of speech, of will, of thoughts, of words.

2. It stands for rebellion – against crimes, against corrupt politicians, against atrocities untold.

3. It stands against judgement – it doesn’t look at what you’ve achieved. It looks at what you want to do and the path chosen.

4. It’s free flow of information (when needed).

What I’ve not answered though is the pivotal question – “Is this a personal blog”? I like to think it isn’t. It’s a place where I practice writing creatively. It’s a place that has seeds sown to raise the tree of my dreams – a tree of words. And in doing so, I write mostly about my life because special topics need special words. It’s all about diction. Proper diction can give special meaning to pieces that will otherwise remain meaningless.

Zero to Hero 201 Challenge – Task #2 – Branding

Idea! :D

I have an idea for WordPress. They can develop a reminder in the notification area on the top right hand side, to remind the blog owners of unattended comments. Give the owners the ability to turn this feature on or off, so that those who think that it interrupts their normal function, aren’t disturbed. But I think not many will keep it off, for it’ll only make the functioning easier and hence, swifter. That way, no owner will miss a single comment and a sense of sincerity and appreciation will prevail!

Currently, if the owner has a set it to check only once if the commentator has a WordPress account and to auto-approve all later comments, the newer comments may get missed. I’ve never tried any other setting for my current setting is my comfort zone. But just a suggestion! :D

What do you think?

Zee2Etch201 – Set Blogging Goals

For those of you, who are new to knowing me, I did all my Zero to Hero challenges earlier by renaming them to Zee2Etch challenges.

I’m lagging in April’s Zero to Hero Challenge by 5 days. Task for day 1 asks me to list a few goals for this blog and how I’d want to go about it in future.

Ummm… giving it a serious thought, I can come up with a few goals that I can genuinely work towards. Meeting those goals is only secondary but the attempts will be genuine. Here they are -

1. Reach 2000 followers by December.

2. Try to make inroads into other social networks as well.

3. Make at least 2 weekly features regularly.

4. Expand my genre of writing. Try to enter fiction and nonfiction equally.

5. Try to have at least 100 regular readers by December.

Lets see how it goes! Shower your blessings people for I’ll need them all! :D

Don’t like your own posts PLEASE!

Okay, here’s the new deal – I see anyone liking their own posts, I’ll simply unfollow them, no matter how good their posts are! The ‘like’ button is for others apart from your physical self, to like your posts. Even when you are operating 2 different blogs, you do not, absolutely not, like your own posts! It’s not cheating, but it definitely gives a clear sign that whatever you do online is for numbers, something I stand against!

Please beware!

Life ain’t that easy, is it?

Man I have so much to write and absolutely no will to do it! I’m in pain (not physical), this heartache is the first one I don’t really understand. I feel so uptight, like it’s all stuffed and it has no outlet. I think that’s what the aim of my life has become – suppress it, cook it, and let it all out in one loud burst. This is no anger. It’s just a lot of stuff being grinded to fine, undefined crystals, that are refracting my rays of hope of love and a good life into a confusing array of colors. I have to pick one but like a dreaming child, I want it all and savor it all. I want to capture it in my fists and never let them out, so I can choose one whenever I want to.

But life ain’t that easy, is it?

Do you like the look of the new Daily Post?

This is my attempt towards something that stands destroyed because a user like me is unheard!

 

A Moving Letter From A Mother To an Insurance Company After They Denied Her Brain Injured Son The Care He Needed.

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This is really touching and lets all hail for Damon and pray for his quick recovery! Lets make it viral people… I know I’m a bit late!

Originally posted on The Manifest-Station:

Beloveds, Jen here. This was a submission sent in yesterday to my site and I felt I had to get it up as soon as possible. I am sitting here in tears. Such love. Such love. Let’s make this viral. Thank you to Demetra for being the daughter you are and sending this in. 

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My mom wrote this today and posted it to her Facebook account. I think it should be shared with the world so I stole it and am sending it to Jen. My brother, Damon, was in a car accident two years ago and lives with a brain injury. She posted this as a pretend letter to our insurance company… I think it is a good reminder to just be really compassionate and to think about how all of our actions affect others, plus I think it’s beautiful. I hope you like it. I put her…

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I Smell People-ish

My dad arrived home today. He’s come to say goodbye to the sixth member of our family who leaves for US tomorrow! Sounds so hunky dory, doesn’t it?

But, I killed it for myself. I’m running low on cash these days, for a lot of travelling and health bills were torn against my name this month. So instead of taking the more expensive option of auto rickshaw, I decided to use the Delhi Metro to reach the New Delhi railway station and help dad deal with the luggage that he was carrying. Well it wasn’t as heavy as I’d expected but it sure was difficult bringing it up to the 2nd floor of my house.

So, DELHI METRO! The pride and joy of Delhi. The only project in India that’s actually making profit. The guys worked really hard and it shows. Terrific infrastructure and great maintenance. Something though, didn’t feel very right yesterday. As I gathered myself from slumber, and walked to the platform, there were huge groups of people waiting to board the metro. Something was wrong!

The metro arrived packed to its capacity and yet around 20 of us managed to find a place to stand with people’s armpits on my nose and my armpits on someone elses and what not! Ugghhhh!

Now to make matters worse, there are close to 15 metro stations between the station that I boarded and the New Delhi railway station. Each time the door opened for passengers, when 2 left, 4 boarded. I had my headphones plugged in though and people weren’t really bothering me, just that I knew how I’d smell like after I got down from the train. People inside just kept making space out of nowhere and people from outside kept boarding till the last inches were used up. And then some more came in!

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Then a scuffle stirred up. A police constable standing right in front of me and next to the door, tried to stop passengers from getting in, for there was absolutely no space left in the coach. The counter argument from the outside was – “You get down as you are the public servant” and they started pulling out the constable nearly tearing off the sleeves from his shirt. The constable though had nowhere to go, for he was stuck inside just like all of us were, and so they even couldn’t pull him out, such was the agony we were all going through!

To be honest, I was enjoying this. This misery that people decide to put themselves through everyday, made me feel proud of what I had achieved in life and how my resolution to never put up with this kind of life always put me in a better place. I made a resolution very early in my struggling days that I’ll never use public transport for two reasons -

1. Those places are very vulnerable and I have too much to do in life than die in an accident or a bomb blast.

2. They are very risky, for Indians in general treat public transport like the transport system owes them something once they’ve paid for the ticket. What they don’t think of is, these are the same buses and trains they may need to take everyday for the rest of their freaking lives, and they are all responsible for its upkeep and smooth operations. But once they stop respecting the means, the means stop respecting them and so they start crumbling, till they are at the point of breaking and that’s when public transport becomes a danger. Case in point, was the taxi that we boarded, once my family members had arrived. That taxi sounded awful and when it started to move, I felt the wheels coming off every time we made a left turn!

Now back to the Metro. We were about to reach the largest station among all metro stations – Rajiv Chowk. Rumors started flying that the train will be half empty by the time we leave this station, and sadly ALL the passengers along with me were eagerly waiting for this miracle to happen, quite badly! And like all stories that don’t have a happy ending, luck didn’t favor me this time! No one got down and still some more found a way to get in. The next station was where I was to unboard. This was real tricky. For once in my life, I had to handle people subtly and that I did. I started cracking mean jokes that made people laugh and in between, I’d ask them to make some space to let me reach the door, so I don’t miss my drop station caught up in this hell hole. And I made it, just not on my feet though. The moment the door opened, I (125 kgs) was picked up in the air and helped down right next to a pillar. I have absolutely no freaking clue how or what happened. I just counted my lucky stars for the night, checked my wallet and my watch, and started to walk to the railway station.

This was one hell of a ride, and I’m never travelling in a Metro again.  what’s tha God awful smell? Wait, I smelled  ‘PEOPLE-ISH’!

Prized Possessions and Giveaways

Oh man, I’m overworked I guess! Yes, I worked a lot on my blog yesterday, although it still looks like hell! I must easily have read 500-550 blogs just last night (I may still be wrong but I’m adding crude numbers here).

Yes you, yes you, my readers, my likers, my viewers have handed me the greatest gift a writer/blogger can ever have – readership! You were always there, but I only just found you. And you bursted in, through an unnoted door, and thronged this place like it has never been.

When I woke up in the morning today, I saw figures on my stats page, that didn’t seem to add up with my regular viewership. So I checked it closer and found that you have made one of my posts, an absolute heart-throb (I won’t boast by mentioning it here)and no, I hadn’t stepped on the tail of some spamster. You gave my writing today, a real sense of credibility. And although I know I’m still a microplayer in this world of mega players, I still feel important! I for once saw, I can work with you and for you!

You do amazing things. You lift spirits up, you drive a mind crazy, you make people work like they never do in their offices. You are the soul of writing – dear Readers! Us writers write for your pleasure of reading. And you make and break days in an instant! Trust me, I tried working last year on this blog and there were several instances when I wanted to quit this place and dive into sports or something that take my mind away from this misery called life.

But this January, I made a promise to myself to absolutely and whole-heartedly go for it! Make this place mine. I started fiddling with it till it felt readable. I realized the importance of hard work in our day-to-day life. I realized, what we do today, reaps benefits later, for we’re recognized only later after all that we have, is exhausted! For those who have made it a point to stick with this blog through its thicks and thins, I wholeheartedly thank you! I’m sorry too. I forgot you or rather missed you for WordPress upgraded much of its features and I never got updates about any of your posts. But all this has changed, for you’re all in my sight now. I see you all everyday. I read around 300 blogs everyday and I like or give feedback on most of them. Some that I don’t like remain untouched!

Still today, you may not notice them, but I get comments that tell me I’m not creative enough! They are phone calls of course. You are all I have, see, for out of all my twitter and Facebook followers, no one ever links to this blog and reads me! It’s only you, the WordPressers that keep me going! You are my second habit, the first being a combination of libation and something explicit that I may share later!

Some may question, why tell this story now? Because the first time, I reached a milestone, I failed to acknowledge it. I under-grasped its gravity. And it took me what, close to 20 months to better that record. What makes me feel prouder is, I got it all done, not through reblogs or shares. but with what I write everyday. That figure of 225 views in a day, that I achieved very very early in my blog, seemed mediocre for a while at the start but it had nearly become unsurpassable. No matter what I did, I could just never repeat the feat again. But I did today, I crossed 300 in a day!

I know days are going to be, quite the same from tomorrow, but today I bask in a glory I only dreamt of. I’ve had my pastries and juices and sweets that sweetened my day further. I enjoyed it. I thoroughly soaked in all that I can.

I sense a vulnerability here though, a weakness for I’m giving myself away to strangers, but I trust you. You won’t hurt me, will you? Please and always remember – you’re the only prized possession I carry. Rest are just giveaways!

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Learn From the Children

A few days ago I thought, what would it be like to still be a child? Clean as a slate. No problems, no rights, no wrongs, an indomitable spirit of a flying falcon, ready to pounce on every opportunity to play and do whatever he wants to – that’s a child!

I was thinking aren’t rights and wrongs mere perceptions? A child doesn’t come into the world knowing what’s right or wrong. We teach it to him. Some may say, we only teach them so they be careful. But aren’t we just suppressing an inherent nature to toy around with things? Aren’t we scaring him even before he tries? Yes, you got to hold his back but give him a fighting chance to instill the necessary courage and self-confidence to meet his goal! A child does what’s absolutely clear in his head. We simply got to teach them to trust and respect us.

They must be allowed to learn their own way. We must never fiddle with their nature for they’ve got to understand themselves early. They’ll eventually figure it out but it’s only they who have to – not the parents. Parents I know, may feel a bit bad about what I’m saying, but I have countless examples around me that are trying to just be themselves and not someone elses image of perfection. And they are the ones who are truly happy even in their failures, for they can positively and most assuredly say, they are on their paths to their own idea of glory.

Not everyone is a Mahatma Gandhi or David Beckham by birth. We must teach the children to think straight, give them knowledge that helps them achieve their dreams and I highly emphasize on “their dreams”. We should tell them the meaning of dreams and how important they are for contentment. Because without contentment, all that we achieve and earn is worthless. We can never be at peace without it.

Money is nothing but a tool towards contentment. Money is and will forever be the reason for the greatest wars and terrible atrocious crimes. He who has money is as discontented as the man without it, because he never finds out the true purpose of holding it. So he keeps running after it all his life, gaining nothing and hurting a million others. Why does he need it? Why is running after it so important? Parents have to make sure that they set an example to live modestly so children themselves never raise their bar of expectations – those expensive toys, iPods, iPads and stuff. Parents have to let the children outdoors, for indoors is where all the bad stuff is.

One person though who still has the heart of a child, is my wife. She doesn’t understand the complicated. Most people simply misunderstand her because they think she’s playing with their heads, being all intelligent and cunning and stuff but trust me, she isn’t even a decimal percentage of what we call cunning. I am cunning. I know people who can’t be trusted and they are so close to me. And yet all she cares about is, she doesn’t want to hurt anyone. She can’t seem to understand why on earth is she hated so much. My poor baby! How do I tell her, oh man!

I guess, she is the perfect example of who you must choose to be right from the start – free, warm yet chilled, and peaceful. And these traits are so easy to attain, if we grow up respecting everything that earth has to offer. People, animals, air, water, soil – respect everything and the world will respect you and that way, you’ll already have achieved 95% of what you may ever seek in your life.

And I keep thinking, why am I becoming a preacher when I can never follow it myself? Because that’s what I’ve chosen to be. To be the oppressed, a shield to someone who doesn’t know how to shield herself. I’ll take the hits while you run with your life. You just be… yourself. For that smile on your face is what keeps me going!

We have to learn from the children for we’ve forgotten the meaning of freedom and unprejudiced thinking. It is as simple as that!

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Something’s Burning

It won’t be long before you know what burned today!

I woke up dazed today. Had no control of my senses or my abilities. Forcing myself off the bed, the only thing I remember doing was curse my office. Anyways I woke up, got ready with a new ironed shirt and all (don’t know who do I keep trying to impress, when the beauty stock in my office stands at zilch), fed the dog and zoomed on my bike to my office. There was no traffic and I reached my office in 15 minutes flat i.e. 1 km every minute. This didn’t ring a bell inside my brain-dead head.

Parking was empty and I thought “What a great Tuesday! I’m here before my boss!”. Yeah, you moron, ofcourse you are! The lift too zoomed without a stop to the top floor of the building. The lights were off. I saw no one. The clock had finally started ticking inside and the brain just started to wake up when I opened my mouth and asked the security guard – “Is it a holiday today?”.

The moment he started to smile, I knew I had missed an email yesterday. He simply replied – “Sir, don’t you know it? Mail was sent twice yesterday”. Not only was he smiling but I probably even saw him asking me – “Sir, is something burning?”.

You can now probably guess, what was burning then! Not only did I wake up early on a holiday, I’ll be the protagonist in most of the jokes in office tomorrow! I still have the morning headache which only gets worse when I think about how lost I’ve been lately!

Damn!

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Phoenix Nights

I’m a software engineer, ok a senior software engineer but who gives a damn! All my career as a bachelor, I failed to see a proper reason to return home. Ok you need to have a bath, be respectable and look good and blah blah, for there were girls in the office you could impress but they simply never interested me. My work and office were everything to me. I didn’t do my work for it provided for my living, I did it for somehow I felt obligated to respect what has come so hard to me. And hence, I never thought beyond my desk. I still don’t although some habits have changed after marriage.

Why am I telling you all this? Because I thrived on those crunch times, the ones when your fingers, and not your mouth, do the talking. It’s a bit of “been there done that” thing. I don’t get frustrated now, yes I shout but mostly because others aren’t participating enough. Nevertheless, the tips I use to keep my head straight are -

Take a step back. Clear your head. Close your eyes for 2 minutes and broaden your vision. Try to imagine all possible routes to the solution. Discuss them. Discussion is paramount for it pinpoints the loopholes in your own thinking, that later make for the lessons of your day. Write them down. These steps really do shorten your path.

Always carry coffee in one hand (drink it too, aawwhhhh c’mon people). Then when you are on your own for your part of the assignment, you can decide whether to plug in the headphones or not (and play some songs too)! I use them for it shuts out noise.

Today I proudly say that I’m seldom late on any of my assignments, frankly I can’t remember when I was last late for any.

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Story Of My Life

Eyes open,

Gotten ready,

Breakfast Eaten,

Kiss given,

Bike ridden,

Mundane office,

Jokes galore,

Life’s a joke,

Bike ridden back,

Horn honked,

Dog barks,

Home again,

A smiling face,

Lush Lips,

Kiss taken,

Stories shared,

Hunger pangs,

Dinner is served,

Blogs begin,

Bed calls,

Fifty Words Story of my life!

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  20. “His Hands” | Odyssey of a Novice Writer
  21. 5ifty | Photos by Emilio
  22. Moving | HK’s Huck le Berry
  23. Pills (TRIGGER WARNING) | Feel Good
  24. Fifty-Itsy-Bitsy-Spider | stargazer2110
  25. Fifty words of IT | Victoria.K.Gallagher
  26. The Fifty: Remember | why so serious?
  27. The Music Man | loveletterstoaghost
  28. Chipped Plates | Nonlinear Compilations
  29. Night Stroll | Alexia Jones
  30. Focus | A Search For Freedom
  31. Cobalt Blue Dust | Greaner Pastures
  32. Unfinished | eddyfy
  33. Fifty words and letters | Icezine
  34. Two Offerings – Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Windchimes and Dreamcatchers
  35. Fifty. Not 49 nor 51. | cockatooscreeching
  36. The Quiet Corridor | Hope, Imagine, Words…
  37. Easter tears | Scent of Rina
  38. Her Search… | Lekhikaa’s diary
  39. Ludic Memories: Short | risingrave28
  40. getting there | Stela Verkisto
  41. Fifty-word story | The rattle of hooves
  42. your words… | Work in Progress…
  43. Cinquante / Fifty | Leeloo Rocks
  44. Jack, The Athlete: Dp Challenge | Abysmal Heights
  45. A few minutes outside… | PRIORHOUSE blog
  46. of jealousy | Anawnimiss
  47. too regal to reach fifty | litadoolan
  48. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | littlegirlstory
  49. Bahati’s Story | Pen & Shutter
  50. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty – Robbed « cognitive reflection
  51. The Yellow Bird | Shawn’s Open Journal
  52. Little Cry-Heart (50-Word Story Challenge) | Aphotic Atrocities Inc
  53. Weekly Writing challenge: Fifty – an age | Deb’s world
  54. Healer | Another Red Letter Day
  55. Fifty N°1 : A tout jamais | La duchesse d’Erat
  56. In My Head With Spring | Lisa’s Kansa Muse
  57. Reading for Beginners | Be Less Amazing
  58. Almost perfect job | Life is great
  59. My Best Friend | Starting Write Now
  60. Fifty word challenge: Paris | thoughts with a side of coffee
  61. My life in 50 words: Social justice breathing in the belly of my son every sunrise « psychologistmimi
  62. Fifty Thoughts, all at the Same Time | Le Journal d’un Introverti
  63. Hating Life | the intrinsickness
  64. Amor | Perceptive Pot Clueless Kettle
  65. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Bob’s Blog-O-Rama
  66. Weekly Writing Challenge | Transitions
  67. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Fingerlike
  68. Longing | A picture is worth 1000 words
  69. The Test | the intrinsickness
  70. My First Fifty Of Fear | Fickle Feelings
  71. Fifty Words | Grit & Satin
  72. Shall We Dance? Moments in Caregiving. | The Imperfect Caregiver
  73. The Beautiful Lie | An Upturned Soul
  74. 50 | summer prescott books
  75. Feeling Fifty in Fifty | twenty thirteen
  76. FIFTY – Weekly Writing Challenge | Stockholm Serendipity
  77. Fifty words – The questions that make you go hmmm … | Purplesus’ Blog
  78. More Than Brevity | Ever Upward
  79. Sheep over the motorway (DPchallenge) | write way up
  80. Is it possible? | struggle2understand
  81. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty « My Cup of Tea
  82. 50 Things | Turn That Radio Up
  83. Bradley | Claud’s Ramblings
  84. [Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty] Third-wave | A Small Press Life
  85. Working on it | British Chick Across The Pond
  86. Weekly writing challenge: Fifty | TWENTY FOURTEEN
  87. Midnight Moon | lemon lime follies
  88. Naptime | mybrightspots
  89. The promise of the rainbow | 2crazylittleboys
  90. First Bite at the Cherry: Weekly Writing Challenge | ALIEN AURA’S BLOG: IT’LL BLOW YOUR MIND!
  91. Side Orders | Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Holoholo Girls
  92. Apple Kid | Irish Noble King
  93. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Delivering the Eulogy | undefined by design
  94. The last laugh | Bright Journeys
  95. That Bits that Haunt Us | The Word Peddler
  96. WWC: Fifty. | Simple Heart Girl
  97. The Bits that Haunt Us | The Word Peddler
  98. Crow | awkwardgummybear
  99. Fifty Story | Window on my world
  100. I Had A Date | Musings | The Wangsgard
  101. 50 Word Challnege: Dreaming of Ice Cream | Kosher Adobo
  102. Changed her tune | Plan-It Janet
  103. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | The WordPress C(h)ronicle
  104. This week’s journey: First two days in 50 words | Procurrent
  105. Playing By the Rules Insults My Intelligence | Bumblepuppies
  106. Steam for Breakfast | mfourlbyhfourepoetry
  107. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Loin de zanzibar
  108. Fifty | April B
  109. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | In my world
  110. Maybe in June | Artfully Aspiring
  111. Missed Connections | Fish Of Gold
  112. A 50 Words Story: Reaching The Dream | Navigate
  113. Mice | Kate Murray
  114. DPchallenge – Fifty (March 22) | Spiritual Biscuits
  115. Fifty | Mindful Digressions
  116. alternative | A beetle with earrings
  117. Weekly Writing Challenge – 50 | jwdwrites
  118. In Spring, She Had Proof! | a contract
  119. Heart | Schneider’s Lines
  120. Dreams Come True
  121. turn the page | eastelmhurst.a.go.go
  122. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty: Jubilee | Angela McCauley
  123. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Lost in Oz- Dorothy Kent
  124. Fifty…Just Fifty Words… | Blundering through life…
  125. The Time Machine | Eclecticfemale’s Blog
  126. Into the endless blue skies above… | thoughtsofrkh
  127. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | imagination
  128. Fiona the Fairy | Kelly’s Wandering Mind
  129. Cosmic Orange Balls | Sangatak
  130. Five Dishes, No Soul | Vanessa Elliott
  131. My First Fifty | Love.Books.Coffee.
  132. Judgment Day | until the inkwell dries
  133. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty (Neutral Milk Hotel Edition) -
  134. Compass & Quill
  135. Stories from aside
  136. First Fifty | thinkerscap
  137. There’s a DJ in my Joints | Triumphant Wings
  138. My standard apology….in 50 words, no more, no less. | Getting
  139. DCK for Dummies
  140. Dare to Imagine | A mom’s blog
  141. Fifty | Not famous for anything
  142. The Sanctum | The Arctic Tern
  143. Fifty Challenge: She Breathe Her last breath | rayonmd
  144. DP Challenge: Fifty | The Expressible Café
  145. Weekly writing challenge; Fifty words. ‘In memoriam’ | The hypest blog
  146. Our Mabel | Thin spiral notebook
  147. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Just Be V
  148. Yep! Spring is Here! | My YARDVILLE
  149. Snow | I’m a Writer, Yes I Am
  150. The Severity of Time | cateritforward
  151. I Dreamed I Lived in Paradise | Between Madness & Euphoria
  152. Dough is Better than “D’oh!” (Weekly Writing Challenge) | Anecdotal Tales
  153. The Fifty | scott j kaniewski
  154. Monday Morning Traffic | Wine goes best with a good book
  155. Weekly Writing Challenge: FIFTY | MAGGIE’S BLOG
  156. Love You Later… | Lead us from the Unreal to the Real
  157. In Fifty: A Bedtime Story | A Navy Wife’s Life
  158. The Worst Kind of Customer | Life in Poetry
  159. Fifty | Wendy Karasin – Musings of a Boomer
  160. Shades of red | Daily Prompt: Fifty | the Green and White pages
  161. Weekly Writing Challenge – Fifty | A Playful Venture
  162. Companion | ReFreshing Life
  163. And she waited. | Phoenix Rising
  164. Only 50 Words | Jody Lynne
  165. Skinny stories and cleanse dark days | The year I fu*cked off
  166. Facebook
  167. The Perfect Ring | Snowbird of Paradise
  168. Fifty | B.Kaotic
  169. Among the Whispers
  170. My Fifty (Motherhood) | The Shady Tree
  171. One too many | Erhyme’s Original Blog
  172. a to z: f is for fifty smiles | meraki geek
  173. blathering | Musings of a Random Mind
  174. Ryan Padraig Kelly | Ryan Padraig Kelly
  175. For Infinite Fame, Thank You… | Steve Says…
  176. Love Puppies | Mary J Melange
  177. In the beginning | writemybrainsout
  178. The Pillow Fight | Between B and C
  179. Fifty! | My Life
  180. A love story in fifty words | Geeky Book Snob
  181. DPChallenge Fifty – | xzxJennaxzx
  182. Suicide no. 39: The Glass Girl | derekalanwilkinson
  183. Fifty. | bloodyinkblots
  184. Divorce: A Love Story | My Own Champion
  185. Odyssey: A Fifty Word Challenge | My Own Champion
  186. Next time | When I Grow Up…
  187. Home | A Boy and Life
  188. Fifth-word story | SpringtideCulture.
  189. Fifty Shades of Dismay | Once Upon Your Prime. . .
  190. Seasons of Canada | Stories by Dresii
  191. Windows (Fiction) | Toss the Typewriter
  192. A [short] proposal story | Life of A Fallen Angel
  193. The Night Terrors Without Him | The Shotgun Girls
  194. A Love Story | Between Madness & Euphoria
  195. Department of Motor Vehicles | A lot from Lydia
  196. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Destination Unknown
  197. don’t forget this! | you intuitively
  198. Bus rider | wuthering bites
  199. The Everlasting Image | Abstractions of Life
  200. Miscarriage | Caitlyn McConnell
  201. She Brought Him Home | Words From Wellie
  202. The Saga Continues… | Love, Support, Educate, Advocate, Accept…
  203. Quiet Please – Can’t You See I’m Recharging? | garden4therapy
  204. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty – Dead Eyes | A Small Press Life
  205. My First “Fifty” | adcwrites
  206. Can you write a Fifty? | The Mrs. Z Files
  207. Daily Struggle | blogginguntilthepaingoesaway
  208. Drabbling – Rose Glace’s Blog
  209. Just One More Pack | Stories to be Told
  210. Weekly Writing Challenge: 50 | A Maniac’s Menagerie of Motley Thoughts
  211. Sadness is a part of the gifted | Hanoof.k
  212. Enough | Seeing Possibilities
  213. I Miss You (50 words) | Every Smile Has A Reason
  214. Unexpected | ReFreshing Life
  215. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | thoughts and entanglements
  216. He Didn’t Leave | moonstonemaiden
  217. Fifty – WWC | YAP + film
  218. Back! | juliapulia
  219. Fifty – WWC | the mess keeper
  220. Count to Fifty | The Adventures of Cat Madigan
  221. Count to Fifty | The Adventures of Cat Madigan
  222. 50 Word Exercise – Silence | Be an Amazing Wife
  223. THREE ART INSPIRED STORIES | Standing Ovation, Seated
  224. Meth Mouth (My First Fifty) | My Side
  225. The Phone Call | ripplesblog
  226. Fifty words: Show me the things I’ve been missing | Project Momentarily
  227. Tripping the baby | thejimmieG
  228. My Fifty | Life beyond graduation
  229. I Hope You Are Happy | Words From Wellie
  230. WWC: Fifty | olivia in la la land
  231. Simply Smitten: A 50 Word Story | Pocket-Sized Musings
  232. Homecoming | jen groeber: mama art
  233. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Sarah’s World
  234. you are slightly late, | y
  235. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Awl and Scribe
  236. A Tea-Bagged Butt Phone Deserves No More Than Fifty Words | I Shit You Knot!
  237. Bridge Out: DPchallenge | mcscriptor
  238. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Crochet Thread
  239. Little matters | Motus Gratia Lux
  240. 50 Word Stories-WordPress Writing Challenge | Streetzblog.com
  241. Weekly challenge: 50 words | LA From Scratch
  242. From The Ruins: DP Challenge | Abysmal Heights
  243. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | cathieloves
  244. DP Challenge, 50 word story. | Finding That Recipe…
  245. A Story in 50 Words | Life with Tess
  246. A SERENADE | TALKING-STORY WITH PICTURES
  247. Food for thought | Dreams and landscapes
  248. No. 16 – Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | 50 firsts in my 50th year
  249. Cupcake fairy! | Clouds in my Coffee!
  250. Escape | Butterfly Mind
  251. The Pretty Girl | all my likes
  252. STEREOTYPE | FLY AND SAUCER
  253. 50 word challenge « Jean-Paul Close’s Blog
  254. Fifty: AEIOU | Khana’s Web
  255. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty #DPChallenge #WritersWednesday | Of Glass & Paper
  256. The Witness: A Fifty-Word Story | melanielynngriffin
  257. always by your side | personal website of mamatha jahnavi
  258. Day 13 – My first fifty: an attempt at a passage in 50 words! I call
  259. this one ‘Impermanence’ | anna’s pursuit of happiness
  260. A Web of Short Stories
  261. WWC: FIFTY | DANDELION’S DEN
  262. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | ??Journey or destination??
  263. Fame Free Angel (DPChallenge) | Capital City of Flowers in the Sky
  264. Weekly Writing Challenge: Night Drive | The Shape of Y
  265. In the dark | Namesake
  266. Justice | the intrinsickness
  267. The Marriage of Two Minds | So Here’s Us…
  268. 50 Words…. | Eclectic Alli
  269. 50-Word Stories #138 | boy with a hat
  270. Hazy lines | Random & Real
  271. Life goes on… as it never ends | The Chaos Within
  272. Running Late | the intrinsickness
  273. I consider myself one of the ‘Lucky Ones’… | DukkSheit Happens……….
  274. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Voice in Me
  275. Around the Golden Orbs – Arms Outstretched | A Rambling Compilation of Anecdotes
  276. The 19th of April 1845 – Albany, New York | Forgotten Correspondence
  277. Not of the World | Clothed with Thunder
  278. Leaving Is Never Easy | Ranger Kaiti May
  279. SnapPost #1 | Life. In Light Of Eternity.
  280. Darkness | Emovere
  281. Train Wreck | Megalomaniac
  282. NUMB-ers | field of thorns
  283. Crashing Dreams | The Silver Leaf Journal
  284. Regret | A Lady in Waiting
  285. Swiss Secrets | A Nerdy Geek’s blog
  286. And the Clocks Tick Maliciously | Leigh’s Wordsmithery
  287. The Mist on the Road | The Silver Leaf Journal
  288. The Fate of Mr. Devereaux’s Cello | Polly’s Blog
  289. A Fifty Word Recipe to Saving the World, Almost. | The Uncustomary Housewife
  290. Weekly Challenge – Fifty | Notes of a Prairie Lotus
  291. The Wisdom of Elephants | WeMoveTogether
  292. Weekly Writing Challenge : Fifty – “Gift” | HavenTales
  293. Fifty – A writerly Stravaganzza in fifty words | Thinking Languages!
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  295. Fifty Words Challenge : Profound | HavenTales
  296. An Unbounded Look | Zigzag Leadership
Yuvraj

Is this the End of Yuvraj Singh?

This article needed special guts, for it’s about an all-conquering Champion player who may not deserve such criticism but today is only a pale shadow his own former self, for it’s about a man who a whole nation is proud of, for it’s about a man who hurts the most when he’s not scoring runs!

Those who watched yesterday’s match, will provide a testimony of a player who’s terribly short on confidence. He just hasn’t looked like himself. The under confident footwork, the ebbing demeanor, that sinking chin, and eyes that just won’t match the levels with any other player in the team. He isn’t the same man who won MS Dhoni the most coveted World Cup in 2011. He isn’t the same roaring Yuvraj Singh.

He was a different man then, who’d match the best in the business any time of the day and between any dream of the night as well. And yet have enough to come out the next day and take on the next best. He was in a class of his own then. His feet moved ever so elegantly, he saw the balls earlier, and hence, read the lines better giving the bowlers an absolute nightmare. The nudges, the pulls, the hooks, the sweeps, the slog-sweeps, the cover-drives – lofted and otherwise, the square cuts, he was an absolute Indian treat to watch. The sore of the eye to the world and the twinkle of the eyes for India. He was untouchable – a terrific athletic and safe fielder, a fast runner – both on the field and between the wickets, and a man of organization. In all of the World Cup 2011, he fed off the confidence that he got from bowling his slow left armers which reflected in his batting too. Ask him now and he may himself say that those were the best days of his cricketing career.

Between then and now though, he’s had a rough ride. Forging through a near terminal illness, inspiring many a billions with his courage on the way, he came back on the scene with a bang, with a quick-fire 70 odd, and man, wasn’t Indian public and media gaga over his return. But since then, bowlers have figured him out, for he is still unsure about himself. For some reason, he doesn’t seem to bend down enough when playing his drives and his stride is shorter and legs stiffer. He isn’t playing straight enough. He’s trying to move but the feet take him to places inside the crease, he really doesn’t want to be.

And consequently, he now faces issues with fast bowlers, both seamers and swingers. He pokes at anything going away from him (very Gautam Gambhir style). I guess that’s what lack of form brings to you – an inherent urge to get off the strike so you spend more time on the crease. He doesn’t read the balls that come in and hence, sits like a duck being shot at. He is unsure about off-spinners bowling to him, for they have their own variations to bamboozle him with. It seems he has never played the doosra from any off-spinner, when all the while during his playing days, he had one of the best exponents of bowling doosra in his own team, bowling at him in the nets – Harbhajan Singh (and later Ravichandran Ashwin as well). A world-class batsman like him is facing issues differentiating between the balls that skid on and the ones that leave him. He isn’t watching the balls closely enough. The only bowlers he seems contented playing, are genuine leg-spinners who don’t have their own doosra, for that’ll take the balls away from him too. He’s hitting them for sixes aplomb!

His bowling too is coming apart, for the turn and guile isn’t visible and the man just lacks confidence to even arrive at the crease with a ball in his hand. The Yuvraj Singh of old who was once the go to bowler for MS Dhoni in crunch situations and who invariably broke critical partnerships, is now at best a part timer and much preferred is Suresh Raina.

Now some may say that he’s lacking opportunities and a long rope that MS Dhoni so often provides to players with promise, ones like Rohit Sharma. But I argue this point with the expectation that Yuvraj Singh carries with him every time he walks out to bat. Rohit Sharma is no Yuvraj Singh and may never even come close to achieving what Yuvraj has. But the Indian public looks at Yuvraj the same way they used to when he hit Stuart Broad for those 6 consecutive sixes in an over – the ever flamboyant batsman, who demolished bowling attacks at will and was once invincible. Players like Rohit Sharma have a lot of years still to go under their bellies but not Yuvi. He has to make the lost time count, for he owes it to his country and I certainly believe he knows it too.

But how do performances like the one yesterday help him get a go ahead from the selectors and the captain himself? Everyone’s looking at the World Cup in 2015 and although ICC T20 World Cup isn’t of the same the magnitude as the 50 over version, it certainly gives us a peek into what Yuvraj Singh is going through. It’s not just the lean patch that most batsmen go through a few times in their cricketing careers, it’s a total lack of belief in hitting the same balls that he so disdainfully dispatched out of stadiums in his hay days. No IPL style batting is going to help him earn his place in the national side. He has to come through stronger but till then, Indian side needs a stronger middle order that isn’t scared of facing the short pitched bombs that they’ll be pampered with, in Australia and New Zealand.

So who’d serve as his replacement, Cheteshwar Pujara? Ajinkya Rahane? With Suresh Raina himself now losing his place in the 50 over side, the Indian middle order looks the weakest ever. Whoever his replacements are, the best basis they must be selected on, is their ability to play the short pitched bowling else India look sure to not make it through, to even the second stage of the tournament.

Dhoni has a lot of issues at hand and a under confident Yuvraj Singh only makes the matters worse. How Yuvraj Singh goes on and fights his battles over the next six month is what will grab everyone’s eyeballs, for India needs him badly and knowing that tournaments like IPL will not serve him well, is what makes the onward journey even tougher for Yuvraj who clearly doesn’t have many opportunities at his disposal now, to impress the selectors and the ever believing Captain!

Go on Yuvi, we are praying for you to come back stronger!

IndianSummer

A Hangover Too Long

It’s just amazing how some of your best memories are from your childhood! And I so wish someone returned those days back to me. All my summers in Itarsi, a dehat (a type of village) in Madhya Pradesh during my days, how liberating were they!

Mangoes, board games, food, berries, watermelons, melons, cricket, sleep and repeat it in any order everyday. That’s how we passed our days then. Some cartoons too along with video games but mostly outdoor sports! Running around the houses, madly in search of the balls, players, riding bicycles, mopeds, jumping! In those days, we didn’t have homework for summer. No pressure like these days. I genuinely feel, the childhood that we lived will never be lived again. Interestingly though, I don’t remember a single night!

Friends and brother were all I searched for in my summer days. My mother took care of the heat. Mango juices, shakes, Aam Panna (I don’t know what else to call it, my Indian readers will understand it. For everyone else kindly Google it. It’s a raw mango cooler) kept me away from any stroke. The trees, the cold floors and the coolers doing their bit too!

And food and food! I just can’t forget the smell of the rotis with ghee and sugar sprinkled on them. I can’t forget the roti’s torn to pieces and milk and sugar. My mother has had me so fallen for her food, I’m still to wake from my dream. I’m since hung over!

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  1. Summer Dreams | The Mirror Obscura
  2. The Match (Part 6) Oh, Brother | The Jittery Goat
  3. Summertime Sadness | Life Confusions
  4. Dark Wings and Peacock Hope: Daily Prompt | ALIEN AURA’S BLOG: IT’LL BLOW YOUR MIND!
  5. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | The WordPress C(h)ronicle
  6. DP Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | Sabethville
  7. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | littlegirlstory
  8. DAILY PROMPT: In The Summertime | Melissa Holden
  9. the party stayed up | y
  10. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime « Mama Bear Musings
  11. Summertime Sadness: I hope not « psychologistmimi
  12. “Kinda” Excited to Have a Baby | A Crohnie’s Classroom
  13. Beyonce Songs That Speak to Me [Part 1] | She Writes
  14. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | tnkerr-Writing Prompts and Practice
  15. Daily Prompt: In The Summertime- My Future and Past Summertime | Journeyman
  16. Summer | Kate Murray
  17. Stop, Summer Time ! | Knowledge Addiction
  18. In the Summertime – (Daily Prompt) | Roving Bess
  19. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime, HOT Summer and Reading Summer! | seikaiha’s blah-blah-blah
  20. Fascinating Bird | wisskko’s blog
  21. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | Nola Roots, Texas Heart
  22. Summertime Hiking|Remind Your Mind | Remind Your Mind
  23. hot fun in the summertime | eastelmhurst.a.go.go
  24. My Fav Season… | FREE BIRD
  25. In the Summertime | Purplesus’ Blog
  26. Daily Prompt:In The Summertime | My Other Blog
  27. Seasons and Lessons of Life and Faith | meanderedwanderings
  28. 7 Reasons Why We Love Summer | Never Stationary
  29. when they told me that | y
  30. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  31. Summertime Truth | Vanessa Elliott
  32. Summertime in Montreal | That Montreal Girl
  33. In a nutshell… | cockatooscreeching
  34. On deck… | Muddy River Muse
  35. When Summer Comes | Triumphant Wings
  36. Past and Now | Flowers and Breezes
  37. In the Summertime | Dragon Droppings
  38. In The Summertime. | emma blogs
  39. Daily Prompt: Remembering Summer | Mama Cormier
  40. Let’s Start a Band | Thinking Diagonally
  41. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | My Atheist Blog
  42. Summerfest Adventures | RECREATION | WANGSGARD
  43. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | Finding Life
  44. Root Beer | I’m a Writer, Yes I Am
  45. Warming « Averil Dean
  46. Summertime Blues | Just Visiting This Planet
  47. Guzzling sweet tea, noshing on peach pie, training up a storm and making new friends: All in a summer day’s work | Institute for Hispanic Health Equity
  48. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | thoughts and entanglements
  49. When you are waiting for life to start | Boundaries and Edges
  50. Summertime is Luh-uh Lovin’ | djgarcia94
  51. DP: SUMMER, GIVE IT TO ME!!!!! | Scorched Ice
  52. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | Dreaming of December | undefined by design
  53. Daily Prompt – In the summertime…. | myjourneyeveryday
  54. Sweet Summertime Yoga | eat less sugar you’re sweet enough
  55. Summer | Love.Books.Coffee.
  56. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | Ramblings of a Midwest 20-Something
  57. Summer beat | Miss Moody
  58. Fast Forward to Summertime | The Fairy tale Daydreamer
  59. Bye Bye Polar Vortex
  60. Summer’s Around the Corner | 365 Days of Thank You
  61. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | NOWHERE TO RUN
  62. Holding back the dark. | Trucker Turning Write
  63. Daily Prompt: Summer is Forever Love | La Dolce Vita
  64. I just hope to stay out of jail. | The Land Slide Photography
  65. Summertime | B.Kaotic
  66. Summer Time: No | Barbara Pyett
  67. Summertime Plans: Teaching Summer School | . . . Furthest Sense
  68. In the Summertime | Lisa’s Kansa Muse
  69. My Summer | Captured By Kylie Photography
  70. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | The Overwhelmed Undergrad
  71. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | SIM | ANTICS
  72. I miss summer. | Always Expressive
  73. Daily Prompt: In the Summertime | Basically Beyond Basic
  74. Summertime! | Laughing Through Life
  75. In the Summertime – The Move | Breathe away
  76. Little Ones | Overcoming Bloglessness

Veinous Thrombosis and Embarrassment

Veinous Thrombosis! Rings a bell? It didn’t to me. I first heard it when I visited the hospital on Thursday.

It was one of those visits when I realized, right before entering the doctors chamber, what I’d been doing wrong for a long time. A wrong sitting posture and remaining seated for a prolonged period. When the doctor held my left calf, I knew what he was looking for. He was just brilliant and trust me, I somehow knew what he was going after – after I had explained my problem.

The problem started to occur last August when I slid down 10 stairs on a slick rainy day, like a bum on my bum and kept sliding till I hit a dry spot. Not only did I hurt my back pretty bad, it left a lot of bruises nearly everywhere on my backside. I did recover fast but the problems have started to recur and they make it pretty difficult to walk or be athletic, the ways that the burly me can be.

So the doctor held my calf and told me that the entire area is swollen pretty bad and feels very stiff too. He also noticed the blue marks of clots that had magically appeared during the last few months and ached like hell. As I hate spending money on my sickness, I had tried a few cheaper medical cures myself for past 5 months or so, that included painkillers and muscle gels. But nothing had worked and nothing could have. The doctor told us that an ultrasound was required of the said leg for any clots that may be preventing proper blood flow in my veins.

So a few hours later, there I was in the radiology room, with a very young nurse staring at me. Let me make this situation very clear to all of you. I have gotten my pants down in a hospital before but each time, the nurse was a lot older to me and with whom I felt no hitch doing so. But this time, the nurse was very young, around 10 years younger to me and somehow she was rather amused at my inability to bring my pants down in front of her. So, she looks at my face and tells me to remove the jeans off from the left leg! Now how the fuck am I supposed to accomplish that – remove the jeans just from the left leg? I looked around, sat and thought about it for a while but couldn’t figure it out. So I asked her if she meant I have to remove the jeans completely and she said (still giggling) – Yes Sir!

I did so and there I was laying on the steel frame , with goo all over my leg and a man touching the what nots!!! That was so damn embarrassing! Yet I still have no clue what was amusing her so much to keep giggling for the next 45 minutes of my examination. I felt I had committed a crime and that totally sucked! Man I was furious and the fuckiest part was – I couldn’t do a shit about it!

Anyways the good news, that puts a smile back on is, ultrasounds came clean and there are 90% chances that there is nothing to worry about. I’m on medication now, special sitting positions for relaxing the leg, no exertions and no pressing of the calf. And the limp continues till the pain subsides!

P.S. – Not attaching any image as they were too gross to display on this blog!

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Bed Talks

What an apt day for this prompt! I was looking to vent out something that happened last night and here cometh the daily prompt!

Wifey left again to visit her parents and her in-laws (my parents) today. I’m alone for next 15 days again but we had a bedtime conversation going after a long time yesterday. Ever since she returned, she was puzzled by my new found love for writing. Actually she’s right to feel this way as nothing comes so easy to me. I procrastinate to levels not known to ordinary humans. I put things off simply because I don’t feel my toes are working perfectly (just a case in point).

We went out to dinner the night she returned, I bought her gifts and we started talking about her experience and when she paused for water, mine too! She had apparently been following my blog from where she was, had grown a bit fond of it. Not delving into how she fared during her vacation, I can tell you what she told me about the results of my break – “You’ve really chilled. You don’t look frazzled. There’s a calmness over you which is helping me wind down too!”.

Then last night, she told me about a demon that she’s been feeding for last 27 years. And I’m thinking how the hell did I miss this about her? Then again, life hasn’t been all hunky dory lately so missing a detail isn’t that big an issue for both of us! She told me how, she has always wanted to emulate a colonel friend of her grand father whom she met when she was just 3. She met him only 3-4 times but considered him as more of her grand father than her actual one (this must really hurt a soul I tell you) and all because he taught her how to carry herself and how to talk to others and things most parents miss these days (ironically her parents missed it too).

Now how does all this relate to today’s prompt? An artist, per me, is someone who elicits responses untold to many a soul themselves. He puts out something that prompts others to empty their own souls when all the while he is himself just emptying his own. Am I an artist?I’m no artist. For I’m no writer (I’m trying to be but am far far away from it), I’m no singer, I’m no player but yet I could, with my demeanor, elicit a response, a thought from my soul mate that she was prepared to hide until told otherwise. I felt proud. I had never had such a deep discussion with her, and she didn’t mind not sleeping at all last night, for she felt light!

Yes, writing is my art, not perfect yet but it’ll do till I can keep my soul mate honest and open with me. I can now see why she always pushed me to get into a different line along with my current industry. Something creative that brought out the good in me. She told me, the way I am today, I can never get someone to like me even if I wanted it the hardest. They’ll never understand me for I’ve built a fort around me and I don’t let anyone in. Trust me people – she’s made her way in already, she just doesn’t know it yet!

Let’s find out the arts of others -

  1. Freedom in a pen | MC’s Whispers
  2. YouTube Clips: Daily Prompt | ALIEN AURA’S BLOG: IT’LL BLOW YOUR MIND!
  3. Jamming | Knowledge Addiction
  4. Daily Prompt: Express Yourself! | The WordPress C(h)ronicle
  5. The Match (Part 5) 40 Acres | The Jittery Goat
  6. Singing All The Way | Knowledge Addiction
  7. DP Daily Prompt: Express Yourself! | Sabethville
  8. Write to Heal | From Hiding to Blogging
  9. Xi’an, the Place with Enriched Stories | From Hiding to Blogging
  10. Taipei – a Mesmerizing City | From Hiding to Blogging
  11. Broken Dreams? | Tale of Two Tomatoes
  12. Daily prompt – Express yourself! | myjourneyeveryday
  13. Daily Prompt: Express Yourself! | benjaminsolak
  14. Bed Talks | Views Splash!
  15. The Creator God and His Gift to Us | meanderedwanderings
  16. Express Yourself | Dragon Droppings
  17. Express Yourself | Lisa’s Kansa Muse
  18. Daily Prompt: Express Yourself-Is it Children’s Obligation to Take Care of Their Parents? | Journeyman
  19. I teach! | Purplesus’ Blog
  20. Quadruple Threat [Intimate Sessions] | She Writes
  21. [M.M.X.I.V. 95] The dancing feet | Never A Worry
  22. Daily Prompt: Express Yourself! | tnkerr-Writing Prompts and Practice
  23. Building Blocks of a Project | Photography Journal Blog
  24. More than an Expression…an Extension of Me | snapshotsofawanderingheart
  25. E Is For Expressing Yourself | My Little Avalon
  26. My Games… | from dusk to dawn….
  27. Creativity in pranks, viruses and retaliation: This week’s weird and wacky news « psychologistmimi
  28. Reach High | Flowers and Breezes
  29. Freedom In Expression | Coffee With Jesus
  30. Daily Prompt: Express Yourself! | seikaiha’s blah-blah-blah
  31. DAILY PROMPT: Express Yourself | Melissa Holden
  32. My dog doesn’t see the point of leg weaves |
  33. 8 things I have to say about debate | Never Stationary
  34. A Small Guest With a Box of Sweets | wisskko’s blog
  35. Daily Prompt: Express Yourself! | thechangingpalette
  36. Daily Prompt: Express Yourself! | I Just Like Doing Them | Shawn Daily
  37. Daily Prompt: Express Yourself | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  38. Sunset Over India | Broken Light: A Photography Collective
  39. Daily Prompt Express Yourself : Joy | Angela McCauley
  40. Please Don’t Call Me A Writer
  41. Daily Prompt: Express Yourself | Words4jp’s Blog
  42. Therapy | In the Present
  43. Daily Prompt: Express Yourself | That Montreal Girl
  44. Daily Prompt: Express yourself | A cup of noodle soup
  45. Express Yourself | Kimmiecode
  46. Daily prompt: Express yourself! | Go, See, Live
  47. Express Yourself | The Land Slide Photography
  48. you keep me at varying | y
  49. No Such Thing as Self-Expression | Author Laura Lee
  50. Comin’ Through the Rye | Speculative Paradigm Shifts
  51. Ex-press-ion | I’m a Writer, Yes I Am
  52. Daily Prompt: Express Yourself | gracenorcott
  53. my purpose | peacefulblessedstar
  54. Persuing Perfection | The Ravenously Disappearing Woman
  55. Poetry that doesn’t challenge my brain | The Salmon Yatra
  56. One’s Creative Expression | Cats, Coffee, And Life At Random
  57. Creative me | Emovere
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Green Eyed Monster

Green Eyed Lady? Me? You? Who?

Damn, this prompt is so easy I’d have answered it in my sleep.

No man ever came close to making me think so. No woman except her ever could! Oh and how she makes you feel so miserable and on your knees all the time, you are crawling, crawling forever, with a craving the size of a dinosaur (or the largest mammal ever whoever that is, think it’s the blue whale) inside your heart. You owe your entire world to her when she hasn’t done anything but moved a tiny single grain of sand in your life. You still are what you forever were, just more miserable. You look like a fool, with that loser expression that says,”You ain’t worth a shit without her”! She turns you into that one “Green Eyed Monster“!

Yes, the one that gives me a green eye, the one, the only one that makes me think “I wish I was not me” is – my wife!

She has a way of living life that can make most husbands jealous and all of you gents (married or unmarried), you can say thanks to your dear lords that she isn’t your wife and all this misery was personally handed to me by her father!

She has a way of living life, way that I can only probably write about. I can always experience it from her but never live it myself, so pre-occupied with the shit of the world that I am. She is free in her head. No rules hold any meaning to her unless explained and she be satisfied. Rules bind her spirit. Rules kill her instinct. She learns like only she can.

I so wish I was her, free from the world. Living her own dream. The world works just for her making us her tools. Her notions are different. She is very emotional, but strong. I am emotional too but I just don’t know how to handle it, so I hide it, somewhere safe in the corner of my brain, so I never come across as weak. Only she knows it and my family too but I’m not too sure about them.

She has clarity in thoughts like a crystal, some of us only dream of having it. I just so wish I will someday explain my world to her, the way she has made hers, very evident! Till then, hell yeah and down right “JEALOUS”!

  1. The Match (Part 4) Rusty’s Destination | The Jittery Goat
  2. Self-Defeating Beliefs
  3. Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady | The WordPress C(h)ronicle
  4. Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady | Bob’s Blog-O-Rama
  5. Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady | MedinaQue
  6. DP Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady | Sabethville
  7. Daily Prompt: Green Eyed Lady | Purplesus’ Blog
  8. Dirty Envy | In the Present
  9. Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady « cognitive reflection
  10. Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady | tnkerr-Writing Prompts and Practice
  11. Green-Eyed Lady | The Nameless One
  12. Daily Prompt: Green-eyed Lady | imagination
  13. Green-Eyed Lady | God Through My Eyes
  14. Evil Queens & coffee beans
  15. Daily Prompt: Jealousy | A Day In The Life
  16. Reciprocal | The River Mom
  17. of wickedness | Anawnimiss
  18. Wake Up O’ Sleeping Stone | The Write Web
  19. Daily prompt: Green-eyed monster | Go, See, Live
  20. I’m a Writer, Yes I Am
  21. Aces « Averil Dean
  22. NaPoWriMo Day 4: “Smitten” | arakawa fiction
  23. Bass Speaker | I’m a Writer, Yes I Am
  24. Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady | A Note From Jenn
  25. Jealousy: Daily Prompt | ALIEN AURA’S BLOG: IT’LL BLOW YOUR MIND!
  26. Leave Me Free | Flowers and Breezes
  27. From Time To Time | Lisa’s Kansa Muse
  28. How do they do it? | A mom’s blog
  29. Daily Prompt: Green Eyed Lady | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  30. Nonsense | Life is great
  31. Green All Over | meanderedwanderings
  32. i’m just a jealous guy | eastelmhurst.a.go.go
  33. The Green-Eyed Monster | Elementary Verse
  34. Green-Eyed Monster | Elementary Verse
  35. Daily prompt :) Green eyed Lady | myjourneyeveryday
  36. Daily Prompt from WordPress: HEY-O Jealousy – That’s My Answer
  37. Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady | My Atheist Blog
  38. Daily Prompt – Green-Eyed Lady | hometogo232
  39. If I Have to Choose One Thing that Makes me Jealous | wisskko’s blog
  40. I’m Jealous of Chris Potter’s Coffee Mates
  41. The Difference Between Cats and Humans is … Sleep | My Two Cats
  42. #NaPoWriMo2014 “As long as I have words” Day 4 | The Bohemian Rock Star’s “Untitled Project”
  43. Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady- The Path to Freedom and Fear | Journeyman
  44. Daily Prompt: Being Jealous! | All Things Cute and Beautiful
  45. Me Jealous? Sadly, Yes. | Emotional Fitness
  46. Daily Prompt: My eyes turn green when I see him with her. | Ipso • facto
  47. With wild cat designs comes love, passion and jealousy !! | The Seminary of Praying Mantis
  48. Sometimes my eyes are just a little more green than usual | One Educator’s Life
  49. I Don’t Always Get Jealous……. | djgarcia94
  50. I Need To Talk To The Person In Charge Of Changing Humans Into Dogs | meg lago
  51. Green eyed lady | Boundaries and Edges
  52. NaPoWriMo Day 4 Poem ~~ Jealousy | To Breathe is to Write
  53. Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady | Diary of Dennis
  54. Haves vs Have Nots | Emovere
  55. Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady | Ramblings of A Nonsensical Nerd
  56. Caught in the Act! | LenzExperiments
  57. Daily Prompt: Green-eyed lady | This is who I am…
  58. Green Eyed Lady | Destino
  59. Skinny Selfies | vic briggs
  60. The Game | La Gatita Oscura
  61. The Emperor’s new clothes. | Trucker Turning Write
  62. A Big One | Overcoming Bloglessness
  63. Green-Eyed Lady | c21stguinevere
  64. Wise Words – Steve Jobs | The Salmon Yatra
  65. Envy | Writing on the Spot
  66. Oklahoma Rose | The Shotgun Girls
  67. Lovers In A Box
  68. Green-Eyed Monster | The Writer’s Block
  69. I Covet No More | RosieSmrtiePants
  70. Green Eyed Monster Jealousy | Late Bloomer Liz
  71. Never Jealous…Much | My Author-itis
  72. Daily prompt: Green’s my favourite colour, but… | helen meikle’s scribblefest
  73. Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady | Basically Beyond Basic
  74. Short Story: Green-Eyed Lady | Paisley Imprint

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