DP Daily Prompt: The Interview

Interview your favorite fictional character.

Merchant Of Venice: interview with Portia

Ranu: Hello Portia, how are you?

Portia: I am quite well, thank you.

Ranu: Can I ask you a few questions?

Portia: Sure, what would you like to know?

Ranu: How were you able to disguise yourself as a lawyer?

Portia :Antonio, a friend of Bassanio and Nerissa my lady in waiting, helped me with my lawyer’s outfit and Antonio also gave me a few clues, how I  should  ask questions.

Ranu : I was impressed by the way you portrayed your character as a lawyer.

Portia : Before the scene,I practiced how to unnerve Shylock, it was easy there were a few loopholes which helped me.

Ranu: Loopholes ? What do you mean?

Portia: Shylock did not realize he hadn’t mentioned blood when he wanted  the pound of flesh.

Ranu: Oh how clever of you.

Portia: Since Antonio was the guarantor, he had to sign a document which said he will give a pound of his flesh,if Bassanio was unable to repay his debt to Shylock.

Ranu : When the time came for Shylock to take the pound of flesh from Antonio, how were you able to save him.

Portia: I knew how to get Shylock, I simply said, “You can take a pound of flesh, since there is no mention of blood, you cannot spill blood, that’s where I got him.

Ranu: You are so clever, you saved Bassanio’s friend Antonio! 🙂

 

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365 Writing Prompt: Imperfections

Imperfections: in things, in people, in places add character to life. Tell us about an imperfection that you cherish.

When my daughter was in kindergarten, the teacher asked the little five year old girls and boys to draw a picture of her family.

My daughter drew a picture of everyone in the family including her aunt who was living with us at that time. When the teacher asked  who these people were, she proudly pointed out the people in the picture: “she said this is mommy Asgar, daddy Asgar, me, my baby sister and my auntie Asgar.”

Although it was not a perfect picture and I did not expect it to, this is one imperfection I cherish!

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Writing 101, Day four : serially lost (2)

Six months after my marriage I joined my husband in Montreal. A year later we moved to Gander, Newfoundland.

I was able to get a job in the local school to teach  grade four. This was my first year teaching in a school in North America. I tried to get acquainted with the nine year old boys and girls, I did not have any problems.

The kids were friendly and were not critical of my dress, I was wearing a sari. Later I found out they loved my dress. I wore a different sari every day, one little boy asked: “Miss how many of these do you have?”

I smiled and said nothing. Things were going fine, the kids were co-operative I was having a great time teaching them.

It was on a Friday, one of my kids borrowed two books from the library, she came up to me and said, “Miss see what I have!”

“Why they are cookbooks, what will you do with these, I asked .”

“Tomorrow is Saturday, I will cook breakfast for my family.”

“Really I said you can cook?”

“Yes Miss I cook all the time, she replied .”

I was impressed, smiled and told her she was a  thoughtful girl, I was happy to have her in my class.

On Monday morning I heard two boys racing with each other to give me news of what happened in the week-end.They were breathless, one of them mentioned, “Miss,’D’ is dead!”

I could not believe it, I told them not to repeat it again, “but it’s true, it was on the radio all day, didn’t you hear it?”

Of course I hadn’t turned on the radio, Week-ends I was always busy cooking and baking for the following week.I went to the staff room and asked the other grade four teachers,they all said it was true.

Apparently D’s brother asked her to collect the newspaper money, he was unable to as he planned to watch a movie.

‘D’ was always ready to help out, that evening she collected the money and was on her way home through the woods,  with her dog.

She was stopped by one of her neighbor’s son, he knew she had money, he asked her to give it to him, she refused, he picked up a piece of driftwood and hit her on the head. ‘D’ lay dead for hours, her family was worried, their dog kept barking and running in and out of the house. One of the family members followed him, the dog led him to the forest to the exact spot where D’s body was.

She was laid to rest two days later, I kept thinking about the conversation I had with her.

Please dear bloggers, do you think it’s too long (my day 4,  serial 2)?

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Writing 101 Day Five : Be Brief

Today’s prompt : you stumble upon a random letter on the path.

The sunny morning gave a boost to my energy, I got  dressed  to go for a walk. While  walking I stumbled upon a letter, I picked it up.

I was about to throw it in the garbage, when I heard a mysterious voice , “please don’t throw me, read it!”

My curious nature forced me to read it, the contents influenced me deeply, it’s an important letter, the addressee must get it immediately. How will I send it?

“Give it to me, someone  grabbed it and disappeared!”

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