Sunday, December 20, 2015

Music to the ears!


Music to my ears!!

I was standing on my toes... outside the small room.. Your mind would question whether I couldn't go inside. Yes, I can't.  I was ordered not to... Anxiety was possessing me, head to toes...  my mouth murmured a few names of God, while my mind argued whether I can call God for these reasons... I tried to wander away from the room to put my mind at ease, but it worsened it even more...

 I desperately  wanted to know what was going inside... couldn't wait for it to dawn on me... but there was no option of me going inside, because I knew for sure that it could upset the entire thing... Making up my mind, I turned away and as I took a step, I heard it...

It was like music to my ears... Yes... My 2 year old toddler yelled with excitement, " Mommy!! Yay!! I pooped in the potty!" Phew... finally!! it was music to my ears.

PS:I know what is going on in your mind, now. Poop? Music to the ears? Oh yes, it is.. Making a toddler master the art of potty training is one Herculean task for many mommies(at least, for me). So I decided to make it as a plot of the narration, in an unexpected way. Let the smiles stay forever! Wish you all a very very Happy New Year 2016!

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

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This week’s WOW prompt is – ‘Music To My Ears’

Sunday, October 11, 2015

A new beginning!

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"These boys aren't going to leave, why don't they find a better spot to have their ruckus after college. How am I going to start my new vehicle? If something odd happens before I get to balance, they are going to make it the talk of the town tomorrow", Preethi's mind raced and she heaved a sigh.

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The wind was getting cold, she had to start... She sat on her new pink scooty carefully, and hooked her bag on it. When she rose up she caught a glimpse of him, standing with a smirk of curiosity and disbelief. "Oh, God, this is even worse", she thought. It was Shravan, her college mate. Somehow, they both had a dislike towards each other, or they thought so. 

During classes, at the lab sessions, while eating at the canteen, or even while chatting, something happened that Preethi hated him, made her think of him as an elitist. Shravan's case was not that bad, he was trying to give her a social smile at times, but Preethi never looked up...

Preethi took a deep breath and started. Her hands were trembling, her heart raced and SWIRLLL... the vehicle went out of her control, just exactly as she presumed. ALAS! Tears started rolling down her eyes as she heard the roaring laughter of the bunch of boys. She was even more ashamed to look into Shravan's direction.

But shravan was standing to her side. He collected her bag, lifted her scooty and made her rise. 

She wiped her tears and looked in a sense of awe. She was surprised to see his eyes show real concern and there was not a hint of mock in it. Suddenly, she said, "I am sorry,I thought you don't like me!".

"Why shouldn't I like you, I thought you didn't like me and so I never tried to speak to you", replied Shravan.

"Are you this friendly?, i never thought so", Preethi couldn't believe her eyes.

"Yes, I Am! Friends?", Shravan asked.

"For sure!", replied Preethi laughed.

"OK, now start your scooty carefully and go home safe, by the way, remember to take off the 
side stand or you will plunge for treasures, again", he laughed.

Now preethi looked at him with curiosity and disbelief.

The bitterness in her heart was gone, and the sweetness of a new friendship blossomed.

PS: The characters and the story is fictitious, but the storyline "Never judge a book by its cover" is the lesson learnt this year. We come across so many people, and we presume them to be either good, okay or bad. But behaving with them, opens up a person's true attitude. Looking for GOOD people to have as friends, is like looking for words written on water. So lets take the good from both good and bad and make the world better for us to live in. HAPPY NEW YEAR in advance!

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

This week’s WOW prompt is – ‘Bittersweet October’
It is a never ending cycle, a new season comes and an old one passes by. We have myriad experiences that become an integral part of ourselves. So how has your passage been? This week’s WOW prompt asks you to review the lives and times. It could be yours,  or someone you know, or a fictional story! Gather your wandering thoughts and capture all that is bitter and sweet about this season of change.

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

A new year

As she woke up on the first day of a new year, the smell of fresh coffee hit her nostrils, and she was instantly reminded of the list of resolutions that she had made.

To write more, to speak less and to shed some pounds, were the top priorities.

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A yawn escaped from her mouth and a sudden surge of dread engrossed her as she thought of a diet plan.

"Well, to write something fruitful, I do need a cup of coffee, give me one, I am sticking on to the diet from tomorrow onwards ", she said to her mom.

Her mom smiled and said to herself, "I know that for her there is always another new year, to make start making resolutions anew!"

Written as a part of FSF by lillie Mcferrin. This week's prompt is 'Fresh'.