DP Daily Prompt: The Wanderer

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Tell us about the top five places, you’ve always wanted to go. Go!

The top five places I’d like to go are:

1. Vienna( Austria)

2. Venice( Italy)

3. Barcelona(Spain)

4. Paris(France)

5. Karachi(Pakistan)

Vienna: Attractions: Am hof: it’s the biggest square of the city center.

Giant Wheel: It was constructed by British engineer, Walter Basset. It offers a splendid view of the city.

Natural and Art history museums: They were built symmetrically opposite each other.

House of Music: An interesting attraction is the virtual orchestra where anyone can take a baton and conduct the Vienna Phil on a large screen.:

Venice: Points of interest: Grand Canal; Piazza san Marco; Saint Marc’s Basilica;Doge’s Palace; Rialto Bridge.

Barcelona: Points of interest: Sagroda familia; Gothic Quarter; Park Guell; Casa Mila; Palau de la Musica Catalona.

Paris: Points of interest: Eiffel Tower; The Louvre; Notre Dame de Paris; Arc de Triomph; Musee de Orsay.

Karachi: Mohatta Palace; Clifton Beach; Shopping.

These are the top five places I’ve always wanted to go.


: http://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/04/23/dp-daily-prompt-the-wanderer




Writing Prompt: Earworm

What song is stuck in your head(or on permanent rotation in your CD or MP3) Why does it speak to you?

The following song by Celine Dion is stuck in my head.


The song reminds me of the sinking of the ,”Titanic’. I can visualize how traumatic it was for all those people who thought they were safe and suddenly the claim it was unsinkable was only a claim.

They were caught by surprise and were I think desperately looking for something to hold onto to live. This type of catastrophe makes us realize how fragile life is and we should enjoy life every moment we’re alive the best way we can because tomorrow we may not see the light of day.



April Blog Challenge: Letter ‘U’


Rain is falling drip drop

Umbrella is what I need

So I do not get wet




The rain keeps falling

She is unable to go out

The thought makes her uneasy!


Unending rain 

Is difficult to bear

Children screaming 

Will expose you to unbearable pain!


Mold and mildew

Brought in by the 

Unwelcome rain

Oh it is such a pain!















Ghazal lyrics by Bahadur Shah Zafar singer Mohammed Rafi translated by unknown, posted by Ranu

Lagta nahin hai dil mera ujrhey dayyar mein :My heart has no repose in this despoiled land

Who has ever felt fulfilled in this futile world?

The nightingale complains about neither the sentinel nor the hunter

Fate had decreed imprisonment during the harvest of spring

Tell these longings to go elsewhere

What space is there for them in this besmirched heart

Sitting on a branch of flowers 

The nightingale rejoices

It has strewn thorns in the garden of my heart

I asked for a long life, I received four days

Two passed in desire,two in waiting

The days of life are over

And the evening has fallen

I shall sleep legs outstretched in my tomb

How unfortunate is Zafar !

For his burial 

Not even two yards of land he was granted

In the land of his beloved!

DP Daily Prompt: Showdown At Big Sky

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How do you handle conflict? Boldly and Directly? Or, do you prefer a more subtle approach?


I handled conflict very differently from any of the ones listed,I’d loved to write how I handled conflict, once upon a time.

This is all about my sister-in-law , she joined our family without invitation and was always ready to give us trouble and prove to my eldest brother we were evil.

One day my sis.-in-law prepared lunch as usual, she told the maid she was going to her neighbor’s and would be back before my other brother came home for lunch.She told the maid not to serve lunch until she came back.


My brother arrived home for lunch and  asked the maid to quickly bring lunch for him she said she couldn’t because she was told to wait  until Mrs.  was back.The clock was ticking my brother got very impatient I watched him pacing back and forth, and getting angrier every second. He had five minutes left to go back to work and the lady  of the house i.e our sis.-in-law did not come back.

My brother could not keep his temper in check anymore,he went into the kitchen, and started picking up the food pots and tossed them outside one after another until he was done. Then he left. I was horrified I did not know what to do,I thought my eldest brother would come home and get angry with me or even hit me.You might wonder why was I afraid because if anything bad happened my elders used to take it out on me. 

I got dressed up quietly,called a rickshaw and went to our Grandpa’s house. I was safe, Grandpa looked at me and smiled,” what did your sister-in-law do this time?” I didn’t stop shaking, he felt bad for me, he said,”next time come to my house don’t go to your brother’s place”.

This is how I handled that conflict.




DP Daily Prompt:Because the Night

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Are you a night owl or are you the early bird? What’s your most productive time of day? When do you do your best work?


Whenever I think of night owl I am reminded of that terrible night I stayed up till 1:30 am to study for a final exam. It was my room mate’s fault who reminded me my classmates study till two in the morning, I should do the same. I listened to her, when I went to the exam hall I forgot everything. Fate was on my side I recovered and was able to write my exam and passed the course.

I’m not a night person I cannot function after 10:30 pm. I dislike going to parties where they serve dinner at 10:00 pm., sometimes 11:00 pm which I think is ridiculous. For me night means sleep. There are people who work better at night, I’m not one of those.

I like to wake up bright and early. I get all my work done, I perform better too. I follow the phrase,”Early to bed early to rise makes a man/woman healthy wealthy and wise”. I do my best work during the day.

: http://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/04/21/dp-daily-prompt-4/

Writing Prompt: Companionable

Head to one of your companionable blogs .Write a companion piece to their penultimate: Next to the last syllable of a word.


I have taken the word from,”Mostly Bright Ideas” by Bronx Boy 55 the post title is:”Plumbing the Depths”.

I have picked the word ‘Language’.

In this awesome world of ours we live with a variety of people who speak different languages. If we are fortunate we are able to speak at least two. If we are energetic and would like to give our brain some exercise we may learn one other. But there are other lucky ones who grow up with four or five.

Language can be an impediment for someone like me. Yes I live in a country where we are required to be bilingual, we must be able to speak English and French.

I went to Montreal hoping the sales clerks would speak English because my thinking was I’m going to buy something and you must speak the language I know. I didn’t get anywhere with that thought. The sales lady stood with her back towards me pretending I did not exist. I was offended by her lack of manners,she didn’t care. The little bit of French I knew did not stay in my cranium, I was lost, and at that moment when your daughter who is watching everything quietly nudges me and says,”Mom you know this much French”.

“I know but I  cannot remember”,  I said.I was nervous, her reminder did not help much. This situation reminded me of the time in the exam hall when my mind was totally blank, I held the question paper looked at it and was cursing my room mate who made me stay up till 1:30 am to study. My memory did return.That was then this is now,what was I going to do?

Lucky for me, a very kind and gentle sales woman came to me, she had the most gorgeous smile, she said, “Vous avez servi?( Are you served)?

I knew she’d understand if I said I cannot speak French.I didn’t speak in English,I opted to use sign language, well I was never trained to speak in sign language, but the nice sales woman understood my difficulty, she decided to speak English,boy,was I ever relieved!




Writing Prompt: The Bizzaro World

In the DC comics Universe, a planet called “HTRAE(Earth Spelled backwards) is populated with bizarre versions of super heroes. A Seinfeld episode made the idea of this Bizarro World popular, where the characters encountered their opposite selves. Craft a scene in which you meet an opposite version of yourself –or a story in a bizarre , backwards world.


“A Bizarre Backwards World”

My friend invited me to visit an island, which according to her was,  “A Bizarre Backwords World”. I readily accepted her invitation, I thought I was already living in one,  how much more bizarre can this island be.

“You don’t understand here everything is backwards, it is a backwards world.” Her explanation baffled me, so I thought let’s see what I can find out.

My first encounter was with a man driving his car he was driving it backwards. I was horrified and was wondering how many pedestrians he might have killed while driving. Strangely enough Monica told me none. “How could this be possible” I asked, 

“They walk backwards”. she said.

This knowledge made me dizzy. I wanted to go on a boat to see the island.I knew they couldn’t row the boat backwards. Our eyes are in the front,I thought how will I see what’s there if we go backwards.There was a trick my friend explained. Stupid me I was at a loss for words. I gave up the idea of a boat ride and made up my mind to leave as soon as possible.

Monica insisted I should accompany her to a restaurant, she was hungry and she felt I should be too. We went to one nearby,I couldn’t decipher the name. “Read Backwards Monica quipped”.

“Why did you bring me here I said?”

“Watch when I read it she said” ESUOH KAETS SSIWS  this is how you read it, “House Steak Swiss” Read it backward,it’s ,Swiss Steak House.

No Monica I said,Let’s go back and leave this backwards world behind!







DP Daily Prompt: Dust In The Wind

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Have you made a bucket list?Now’s the time—Write about the things you want to do and see before you become dust in the wind.

Bucket list I’ve never made any

But if you want

I can make it quite zany!


I’d like to go to Timbucto 

Be back from there

In a day or two!


On my bucket list 

I won’t  forget to write

All the friends I’d invite!


My thoughts and actions 

Are not the same

To tame a tiger is my aim!


If my list befuddles you 

It does me too 

There is very little I can do!


I can do much better

You may think

Honestly I ran out of ink!


I had to hurry

And to scurry

Before I became 

A mere dust in the wind!