DP Daily Prompt: To Boldly Go Ranu’s post https://sabethville.wordpress.com

New year's resolutions

New year’s resolutions (Photo credit: Brett Jordan)

I know 2014 is already at my doorstep. What are my goals for the coming ‘New Year’?  I am planning to hone my sewing skill. I know it is a big , “New Year’s Resolution’ for me . How far success takes me remains to be seen. The fact I am thinking is a step in the right direction.

I have more than one skill to improve. My writing skill is still in the primary grade level. Then there is the course I registered in frankly speaking, I am still not  studying regularly. I will make conscious effort to take care of it.

I wake up early enough,it is not a problem. I must try at least to do all the things I am thinking of doing. I have  fabric waiting to stitch. Write more to get better. I must diligently study to get ahead.

The studying part requires inspiration. There are no tests ,just assignments. It should be easy to keep up. I continuously do what the hare did, I dose off and then try to speed up. I forget that the hare lost the race.I too will if I don’t give up my bad habit.

 

So 2014 you will see a changed Ranu. This is my goal!

Dp Daily Prompt: ‘Simply Irresistible’ Ranu’s post https://sabethville.wordpress.com

Vegetables

Vegetables (Photo credit: Professor Bop)

I have two favorite dishes, ‘Beef and Fresh Mixed Vegetables’. I like a preparation of beef, it is my most favorite and my friends and family like it too. I wrote the recipe on one of my blog post.

I never say no to vegetables. I like all varieties that are available. My favorite vegetable dish is a combination of cauliflower,tomatoes,potatoes, green peas,I also include egg plant in this mixture. It is delicious.I use a lot of spices as well.

Rice is also important for me. I like to eat the beef and vegetables with rice.

NaBloPoMo Nov.26th Dandelion Ranu’s post https://sabethville.wordpress.com

dandelion

dandelion (Photo credit: sclopit)

Dandelion is called a , ‘Miracle Drug’. It prevents or cures liver disease, hepatitis or jaundice. It acts as a gentle tonic and diuretic to purify blood. It helps to reduce weight, cleanses skin and eliminates acne. it cures various forms of cancer,prevents or controls diabetes mellitus. It has no negative side effects.

It is the top 6 herbs in the  Chinese herbal medicine chest. According to the USDA Bulletin # 8,”Composition of Foods”, (Haytowitz and Matthews 1984) Dandelions rank in the top 4 green vegetables in overall nutritional value. They are nature’s richest green vegetable source of beta-carotene, from which vitamin A is created. They are rich in fiber , potassium,iron,calcium , magnesium , phosphorus and are good source of protein.

Vitamin A : important in fighting cancers of epithelial tissue , including mouth and lung.

Potassium rich foods in adequate quantities, helps keep blood pressure down and reduces the risk of strokes.

Fiber fights diabetes,lowers cholesterol,reduces cancer and heart disease risks  and assists in weight loss.

Calcium in high concentrations can build strong bones and also lowers blood pressure.

B vitamins help reduce stress.  “The Dandelion Celebration”–The guide to unexpected Cuisine,is useful for anyone who would like to know this remarkable plant.

I got my information from “leaf Lady”, an article written by Peter Gail.

DP Daily Prompt: Close Call Ranu’s Post https://sabethville.wordpress.com

Dhaka

Dhaka (Photo credit: eGuide Travel)

I was going to Dhaka from Comilla . I decided to go by air instead of train. By air it takes twenty-five minutes,by train four and a half to five hours. When the plane reached the said destination,it did not land as usual,it circled around for what seemed like eternity. I was nervous,this I knew was unusual. To make matters worse there was a lady traveling for the first time,she continued asking,’how long does it take?’ I was in no mood to reply,I knew something is terribly wrong. I noticed the flight attendants moving back and forth.They were not telling us anything.

After circling around for how long,God knows, the plane made a belly landing. The pilot was trying to use up the fuel,by flying around,when it was indicated that the fuel tank was empty. He landed.

I heard the flight attendants telling each other,”Thank God They are safe”. For me that was a,”Close Call”.

English: Sunset at Elliotganj, a journey on Co...

English: Sunset at Elliotganj, a journey on Comilla’s highway at the dusk. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

NaBloPoMo Nov.25 ‘ Red’ Ranu’s post https://sabethville.wordpress.com

English: Bangladeshi wedding at Dhaka

English: Bangladeshi wedding at Dhaka (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Whenever I think of red,it reminds me of the wedding sari I wore on my wedding day .Everyone else was wearing other colors. It makes me wonder why in our culture red is the color chosen for a bride. Could it be friends and family want the bride to stand out and be noticed.I get mixed feelings about it.

We have traffic lights,red,yellow and green. Red is a warning which in other words,tells us we should stop.Yellow is for caution and green means, freedom to drive on.

Going back to red for a bride in our culture,how does it make sense to dress the bride in red. If red warns us to stop,in case of traffic lights,why is the color red suitable for a bride. In all other cases red means danger,why is it okay for a bride to wear a red sari on her wedding day. I really am puzzled!

Bengali Song olir o kautha Bengali Song, Post and translation by Ranu, https://sabethville.wordpress.com

The flower laughs when the bumblebee speaks,
You don’t laugh when I speak.

Spring greets Earth and touches it,
But you never come close to me.

High above, the clouds float and embrace the sky,
You don’t embrace me even in my dreams.

The moonlight brightens the dark sky,
But your light never reaches my heart.

The bird lovingly calls its partner to the nest,
But your voice is silent.

NaBloPoMo Nov. 24th Procrastination Ranu’s post https://sabethville.wordpress.com

I am Procrastinating by Taking a Procrastinati...

I am Procrastinating by Taking a Procrastination Test: I scored as an Above Average Procrastinator (Photo credit: Tricia Wang 王圣捷)

I read this many times and always loved to repeat it,”Procrastination is the thief of time”.Somewhere in that line I sensed a musical tune. Someone who is over-anxious and always ready to please,a teacher,a colleague or a boss, would say you have lost your mind,how do you hear anything musical, the words clearly tell you what it means. How can you not understand it? But I do, I like the thought of leaving everything for tomorrow.

Here are some things I must do. I haven’t done yet. Everyday I tell myself I have to start writing those Christmas cards. I bought them in October,November is almost on its way out.I am still waiting for a good day. Whether that day will come or not I don’t know.

Twenty percent of people identify themselves as chronic procrastinators,they leave everything till the last day. Am I in that group,I hope not?I have to mail my cards,it’s November 24th,exactly one month left for Christmas.If I fail to write them,my friends will not get them on time.I have to start today.

I am told there are three variants of procrastination.You could work on (a) nothing (b) something less important (c) something more important.At this moment getting the cards ready to mail is a priority.Reading Paulo’s latest book will have to wait another few days.It’s on my shelf for at least a year another week won’t make much difference.

It seems I am the kind of procrastinator who works on the small stuff and leaves the big stuff for later e.g leaving Paulo’s book to read later and send the cards now. If I think of mailing and the time it needs to get to its destination,it is more urgent than reading Paulo’s book.

This is when I think  it is a bad habit which needs to be fixed. I hope I can start improving my organisational skills,or else I’ll lose all my friends and Paulo’s latest will keep on collecting dust. O my it was such a chore writing all this!

DP Daily Prompt: Playtime Ranu’s post http://sabethville .wordpress.com

Speakeasy logo

Speakeasy logo (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

What says “Playtime” to me is when I have free time to start my computer and start writing. Well this is what is enjoyable for me. I love reading the post of Bronx Boys,his posts are interesting. I enjoy leaving my comment. Then there is another blogger she writes so well, I can’t wait to see her post. She is twenty two or three I must say she has potential. She is one of those people to whom writing is not a chore but a welcome change from her dreary work. I was thinking of encouraging her to join speak easy and write.

Besides reading the blog posts,I read the chapters of my online course. I write my comments. Playing with words is my playtime. I get to exercise my brain,which will get rusty if I don’t. To me it’s like keeping your body fit by going to the gym or running outdoors.Physical fitness is necessary for us mortals and so is mental exercise. I get to do plenty of mental exercise. Pedaling the stationary bike for thirty minutes takes care of my physical exercise.

On week nights I spend an hour watching ‘wheel of fortune and jeopardy’,it takes care of entertainment or play. This is all I can think of!

NaBloPo Mo Nov. 23 “Flies” Ranu’s post https://sabethville.wordpress.com

Fly

Fly (Photo credit: orangeacid)

Ann Rice’s quote,”To write something you have to risk making a fool of yourself”. I think it’s a risk worth taking.At the crack of dawn,the first thing I thought about was,’write about flies’.What I must risk writing about an insect with two transparent wings,how can such a lowly insect grab anyone’s attention. I’ll give it a go and see the response,maybe none or one. If  one blogger  reads it,it is well worth my time.

My elder brother always knew how to make me work. One day he said, ‘There you are Ranu,make me a cup of tea, I am counting,then he’d say one ,before he counted to four’,I’d be up and running  to get that cup of tea,I always thought ,’Good Heavens’ if it reaches ten,all hell would break loose’. I got his tea,as soon as I laid it on the table,plop  a fly dropped in. I said,’Dada don’t drink this,it’s filthy,let me bring another cup’. He smiled spooned out the fly and said,’Don’t say it’s dirty,think it’s a cardamom,I’ll take it out and drink it’. I almost felt nauseous at the thought of drinking a cup of  tea that was made unclean by that wretched fly.I guess  there were going to be more flies in my future,as I was growing up.

I don’t habitually think of flies,but when I see them it makes me cringe. This episode happened on a wayside hut. There used to be a man,who fried fish every day in his little place. I loved them so much I had to have some,whenever I was passing by. One day I stopped by to get some,he wasn’t finished frying,I patiently waited.Suddenly I saw a whole bunch of flies hovering above. I told the man,’look there are flies above can’t you get rid of them’, he looked at me in awe  thinking this woman didn’t see flies,why is she making such a big deal. He laughed and said,’this is nothing, if they overcrowded my frying pan,I’d think of something’. I mumbled to myself,he doesn’t think it’s unhealthy.

A year or two passed before the question of flies came up. I got a   teaching  job in a residential model school. We all ate at the dining hall,myself and sixty kids.  Dining halls in the institutions are nothing to write about,especially when the question of cleanliness and healthy comes up. One morning an announcement was made,’breakfast is served come one come all’. When I was about to sit to have my breakfast, I had the misfortune of seeing flies on my toast. The waiter in trying to save me from spreading butter and jam on my toast,took it as his duty to do it for me. The result when the flies landed on the toast they were trapped by the sticky jam,unable to fly out they lay there. I was so disgusted with this,I took the knife and used it as a spatula to remove the flies. Did I eat the toast,no I did not.At that point I didn’t think I was hungry at all.

I am lucky there are no flies here,it is too cold in winter ,in summer they cannot come in because of the screen. I am happy to write flies are not an issue any more!

Please note: In Bengali ‘Dada’ means older brother.

NaBloPoMo Nov. 22nd muche jawa dinguli amaare je pichhu daake,Ranu’s post,https://sabethville.wordpress.com

NaBloPoMo: Glorious Madness

NaBloPoMo: Glorious Madness (Photo credit: cizauskas)

The Day the Laughter Died

The Day the Laughter Died (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

For NaBloPoMo: I am translating a Bengali Song.

Bygone days  are calling me.

The memories of my past are colored with

sadness and pleasure.

I remember when I fell in love,

All we thought was our paths

are united now.

We were in a different world,

We talked excessively,

We sang ,we laughed

Nothing bad could come between us.

Now it’s all in the past,

We no longer sing and laugh,

My heart is broken,

All the laughter and excessive

conversation has ended.

Where, at what moment, when

A star has fallen,

Can the sky remember?

Bygone days are calling me back,

the painful memories haunt me

and the pain is difficult to endure.

Translated by Ranu