DP Daily Prompt: Humble Pie Ranu’s post http: sabethville.wordpress.com

I regret about a lot of things. It started from a very young age. One evening my Dad saw me writing something.He asked me ,”Are you doing  your Homework,Ma? I said, “no Dad ,this is my friend’s work, she wants me to finish it for her,” he was quiet for a few seconds,then he looked at me and said, ” this will be the last time I’ll tell you , you must never let your friends take advantage of you!”

At that time I knew what he meant. I never was able to follow his advice.People still take advantage of me.

NaBloPoMo Nov.30 ‘My Lunch Box’ranu’s post https://sabethville.wordpress.com

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I had an aluminum lunch box at age 8. My Mom filled it with all sorts of yummy food. Everyday she warned me, “Ranu you must eat what I give you”. I always wanted to ,but I was so shy,thought of someone watching me, stopped me from eating lunch. It happened daily. I’d carry the box to school, make a few attempts to take out the food to eat. The moment I saw someone passing,I’d close the box.

The lunch box came home full. My younger siblings were thrilled to eat the food. Mom never found out. One fine day Mom filled the box with my favorite food. I carefully closed it. I told myself,’today I will eat the food’. When I opened the box,I heard someone calling,”Chaman hurry up, we’ll play a game of hide and seek”.I closed the box and ran out to play. The food was untouched.

Next day Mom packed lunch as usual. I was about to put it in my school bag, suddenly I heard a teeny tiny voice calling me, it was barely audible,at first I didn’t know where it was coming from. To my dismay, I heard the voice coming from my school bag. This can’t be true I thought, how can anyone speak from the bag. I only have my books and lunch box. Surely these are inanimate objects,how can they talk, I was thinking. Soon I heard a gentle tap inside the box. ‘This is weird” I said,I  opened the bag. My lunch box looked at me and said, “Listen, Ranu today you have to eat lunch,or I’ll tell your Mom”.  “Wait a minute I said, you cannot tattle you are not a living thing,you cannot frighten me”.

The school bus was almost at the gate of the school,ready to stop, I suddenly heard the screeching sound of the brake, I opened my eyes and realized , my lunch box wasn’t talking,it was my inner self warning me not to lie to my Mom!