Daily Prompt: Edge of the Frame

We often capture strangers in photos we take in public. Open your photo library, and stop at the first picture that features a person you don’t know. Now tell the story of that person.

I had the occasion of taking some pictures when I was in the ‘Farmer’s Market in Montreal’, I was waiting to pick up some fresh produce, I had to wait  until the lady in front of me could get her shopping done.

While waiting I took some pictures of the fruits and vegetables, I came home and discovered the lady who was standing in front of me is in the picture I took while I was waiting my turn.

I started thinking of her. Perhaps she is also visiting Montreal like me, perhaps she is buying fruits and vegetables for her Grand kids with whom she is spending some time in “La Belle Province”, I recall seeing her quite agitated she was asking for a vegetable her grand kids like, she couldn’t find it,  the vendor didn’t have any clue.

Frustrated she moved on to the next one, fortunately she found it, and bought a plastic bag full, I was amazed to know her grand kids like egg plant. She explained to her friend standing by her side how she cooks egg plant.

I told myself, “lady now that I have captured you in my picture I’ll always think of you and the egg plant!”

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365 Writing Prompts: Ballerina, fireman,movie star

When you were 10, what did you want to be when you grew up? What are you now? Are the two connected ?

When I was 10 I never thought what or who I wanted to be when I grew up. At that age the only thing that gave me immense  pleasure was waking up at 3 a.m and watch my mother make a different breakfast each morning.

Then almost unwillingly get the school bus at 6 a.m. I liked school but the burden of homework each day was wearing me down mentally and physically. It was as if I was born to be  in school from sunrise to sunset and when I was back I had piles of homework to do, there was no time to play with my younger siblings.

On week-ends my siblings and I would take long walks in and around our neighborhood, it was sheer joy for me to play with my younger brothers.

My parents never talked about what I wanted to be, I was contented to keep that phase of my life silent. At twelve suddenly I faced the harshest reality, the passing of my father. The whole world changed for me, the thought We’d have to leave this wonderful place and move somewhere we didn’t know anything about came as a shock to all of us.

As they say our destiny is already, “Written”, and we have to accept it.

I started studying to complete my high school exam, and then college and university followed. I was like a ‘Robot’, studying to make myself useful with no particular aim. After completing my masters I started thinking about teaching, I enrolled in the education faculty.

After completing my education degree I applied for a job in the local school.

I never thought who I wanted to be at age 10, I knew the teaching profession is good for me, when I was 22 years old. To me age 10 was the time when you don’t take anything seriously, you enjoy life by having fun with siblings.

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