Mind and life matters, limerick challenge, week 22: Color

Mind and life matters, week 22 limerick challenge :Color

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Humans come in many colors

Black or white and many others

It’s Gods gift to humans

Let’s applaud His creations

By  celebrating  Man’s colors!

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Daily Prompt: CIRCUS

Here is my response to daily prompts one- word prompt: Circus


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The definition of Circus in the  Cambridge English dictionary is a large usually oblong roofless enclosure, surrounded by tiers of seats rising one above another, for chariot races, public games etc.

I was thinking of a three-ring circus which is a situation of complete chaos for example a baby crying, dog barking, telephones ringing, and someone at the door and only one person to take care of it.

This term ‘three ring circus,’ alludes to a circus where three rings or arenas are featuring performances simultaneously. At least there are groups performing and there is  no confusion.



#Everyday Inspiration,Day Nineteen: Round up of posts I liked

Day Nineteen: Round up of posts I liked.

1.The first one is Blogger Marianne’s post : I aint got no couth, it’s a post she wrote in response to daily post’s one-word prompt: FORK. She is a very talented writer, read her post: I aint no couth the link is https://alongthesideoftheroad.wordpress.com/2016/27/i-aint-got-no-couth/

  1. Is by Marianne post: My skin cancer tumour surgery #2, Magazine Covers Cause Hospital Hysterics link: https://alongthesideoftheroad.wordpress.com/2016/05/magazine-covers-cause-hospital-hysterics/

  2. Blogger Leslie Moon’s poem: Not Forgotten, memorial day, link is: http://moondustwriter.com/2016/05/30/not-forgotten-memorialday-vets/poetry/

Please take a look they are wonderful posts.You won’t be disappointed. 🙂

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Daily Prompt: Blank

In response to today’s one-word prompt: Blank

I have a habit of going to bed early, it doesn’t matter if I have work to complete I still  leave it for next day. I’m so conditioned even  if I’m only  half hour late, I stay awake the whole night.

In the university residence where I stayed to complete my degree I shared my room with a  senior student. She noticed I was always going to bed at 10 pm. One evening she said, “Chaman, I’d like to speak to you.”

“About what,”  I said?

She said, “you know this is exam time, you go to sleep too early you must stay awake longer, all your classmates are studying when you are asleep.”

“I don’t care,” I said, “I need my sleep.”

“You must stay up longer, or your classmates would do better than you in the exams,” she said.

Will do better than me these words caught my attention, and I stayed up till 1:30 am that night.

In the morning I had my third exam, I felt a bit queasy but hoped it would be better gradually before I go to the exam hall. Well nothing changed. The invigilator came in and delivered the question papers. I looked at mine I felt  fuzzy, I was alarmed when I read the questions, it seemed I knew nothing. I had studied hard all year why can’t I remember anything.

I stayed quiet for a few moments, my mind was still totally BLANK, I took few more moments, then read the questions one at a time, I started feeling better, I attempted one question at a time, it felt my brain was coming alive. I was able to complete my exam. I realized then, I must not listen to anyone where my health is concerned. I know what works for me.

I told my roommate in future she must never interfere with my sleeping pattern, If I was unable to finish my exam that day, I would’ve had  to repeat the year. She did not bother me after this incidence.

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day Eighteen: A Series of Anecdotes

Day Eighteen: Compose a Series of Anecdotes

Gander, Newfoundland: It is a small town we moved to from Montreal, my husband got a job as an Ophthalmologist.  He made the move because he thought we were only going to live there for two years.  He needed two more years to get his Canadian citizenship, which was a requirement in the province of Quebec, if the individual wanted to start private practice His boss encouraged him because he said, ” In two years I will retire, and you can come back and take over my Ophthalmology practice. My hubby was delighted and so was I.

Next year we went to Montreal for a trip, I saw my husband’s boss, we had a long chat mostly my husband and he. I was the listener.

Two days later we went to Chicago for three weeks, I saw a few of my husband’s friends, among them was a very jovial Angie Dizzone, she was a great person to hang out with. She invited us to dinner of Meat Balls and Spaghetti Italian Style, Angie was an Italian and it was her favorite dish, I must admit she was a great cook and an amusing person.

In the evening we went to visit Auntie Jean, an American, she was very fond of my husband, they got connected on a Thanksgiving Day, from then on my husband always visited her, going back to the evening Aunt Jeanie had a friend who was an awesome singer, she was invited too, her name  was Juliette a tall friendly lady, Angie Dizzone also came  for a visit. Aunt Jeanie requested Juliette to sing a song, since it was Christmas Season,Juliette sang, ‘O Holy Night,’ her voice was mesmerizing. We were all quiet, suddenly, Angie yelled out, “She don’t need a Mike,” we started laughing.

Three weeks in Chicago seemed like a dream, before we left the big city we went to visit our American Friend Jean Finley once more. After the visit, we were on our way back to Gander by Air Canada, we had a stopover in Montreal. We always stayed with our friends, Dilruba and Raqib Chowdhury. The evening we arrived, Dilruba took me aside and said, “have you heard the news?”

“What news,” I said.

“Dr. Duclos( my husband’s boss) passed away.”

I was speechless, we had seen him only two and a half weeks ago, how could he die?

Apparently Dr. Duclos and his sister went to New Brunswick to visit their friends. On their way back Dr. Duclos  was driving his  car, suddenly it was hit by an oncoming vehicle, Dr.Duclos died instantly, his sister survived.

After this news my husband was broken-hearted, his plan to go back to Montreal was put on hold.

The following year my husband had a massive heart attack, this time my husband gave up the idea of going  back to Montreal for good, with a sickness like that it was not advisable to go for private practice in an area where there would be a lot stress.

Which brings to mind: “Man proposes, God disposes.”

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day Seventeen: A Map As Your Muse

Day Seventeen : A Map As Your Muse


Baltimore Street is in the corner of Elizabeth Avenue. If you walk along Elizabeth Ave., you will see  newly constructed houses on your right, keep walking until you come to the light, cross the street, still on Elizabeth Ave, you will find a gas station on your right, keep walking, you will see another street, do not cross the street, but turn on your right and you will see the Shopper’s Drugmart, walk until you are facing the store, on its right there are doors leading inside, go in and you will see a Tim Horton’s Doughnut place, on its left there are stairs going down where there is a shop where you can order, tea or coffee, and some sandwiches, there are chairs outside the store to sit and enjoy your coffee.

You can get out and walk in the park, where there is a soccer field. To go to the park you have to cross the road . It is opposite the Churchill square strip mall, There is a statue of Winston Churchill. This is all for now.

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Daily Prompt: ORDERLY

In response to today’s one-word prompt: Orderly

I registered to do my undergraduate course at Holy Cross College, at seventeen I wasn’t nervous to be taught by nuns, I already had enough experience in Presentation Convent school, where we were taught by Irish nuns.

I think they are the most efficient teachers I ever had, they were strict, liked things to be orderly, we completely understood what we were expected to do. They were dedicated teachers, who made sure their students were performing up to their potential, sometimes they encouraged us to go beyond, they believed it never hurts to try to not just work up to our capability but go beyond.”Do not give up was their motto.”

It helps when we learn to be organized I strongly believe the educational institutions, should follow the example of the nuns. These days I find kids are not very organized, not just studies, but also how they look after their personal things, their clothes, their room, I mean the overall things, it teaches responsibility. I’ve had a tough time instilling this quality in my near and dear ones.

We watch on TV hoarding, messy bedrooms, clothes thrown around the bedroom and beyond. We were strictly instructed   to  stop leaving our clothes on the bed, floor, or anywhere else. If anyone in our residence did something like this, a meeting was called and the importance of orderliness was emphasized, sometimes the teacher did not hesitate to point out the culprit.

The term ‘Independence,’ is impressive, it has its drawbacks, it leads to problematic behavior. Young minds have to learn to be orderly to keep their life from falling apart.

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day, Sixteen : Mine your Own Material

Day, Sixteen: Mine Your  Own  Material

This is a shot I took from the TV , Joe Willy Tsonga   was playing a tennis match. Our feline friends, Gabriel  and Raphael were fascinated when they saw the  bouncing yellow tennis ball,both Rafael and Gabriel inched closer to the tube, staying down looking up didn’t seem very convenient to them, I thought it was so cute to watch them trying to figure out what was happening. Raphael the ring leader jumped up closer in front, as I wasn’t sure what was on their mind I let them stay close to the TV.

I could not believe they went closer because they thought of getting the bright yellow ball. Every time Jo bounced the ball Raphael would extend his front paw to catch it, after several tries he gave up and let his brother try. Gabriel must have thought how hard can it be, he too tried the same thing as his brother. When they realized it didn’t seem easy, they left to find something else to have fun.

They looked so cute I had to take a shot of this interesting event.

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day Fifteen: Take a Cue From Your Reader

Day Fifteen: Take a cue From Your Reader

“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and cure my loneliness.”___ Maya Angelou

*Tell us about a time when a piece of music moved you. Do you have an all-time favourite song?

Yes I do have an-all time favourite song, the lyrics was  written by Rabindranath Tagore.

It was significant to me because it has a very soft melody and sung by my favourite singer, Hemant Kumar one of the best singers in Bengal. Hemant had a magical voice anything he sang  was  so good I’d listen to the song a number of times.

Coming back to my all-time favourite song here it is with translation by me, Ranu:

The title is: “Chiro Aami”   “Forever Me”( The lyrics and music by Rabindranath Tagore)

When my footsteps are no longer visible on this place,

I will not row my boat,

my buying and selling will be completed,

My dues will be paid,

my coming and going will cease at this market.

You need not remember me,

or look up at the stars and call me.

My musical instrument will be covered with dust,

there will be thorny creepers growing around my house.

The garden will resemble as an unkempt place,

thick grass will be seen covering my garden.

Moss and lichen will surround the pond__

you need not remember me then or call me.

After my passing everything will look the same,

the flute will sound the same as now.

The days will go on as usual,

you will see the boats crowding the  wharves like now.

Shepherds will bring their cattle to graze,

they will play in the field,

while they wait for the cattle to complete eating their food.

But who can say I will not be there that day.

I will be back as a new person,

I will have new friends and I  will have a new identity.

I will come and go forever as usual,

only you won’t know me.

Try not to remember me  or look up at the stars and call me.

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Daily Prompt: FORK

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt: Fork

“Civilization has taught us to eat with a fork, but even now if nobody is around we use fingers.”   ___ Will Rogers

The above quote is interesting, it encouraged me to write my views on eating with a  fork.

The quote by Will Rogers gives me the impression if we do not use fork to eat our food, we are not civilized. There are many people all over the world who use their fingers to eat, even if they have tons of forks in their kitchen.

I eat with my fingers and I feel food tastes better without a fork.  I use my fingers to eat rice, it helps me  mix the vegetables and meat. I get real taste by doing so. Does it make me uncivilized or why should I use my fingers only when no one’s around.

The thought that we use fingers when nobody is around, makes little sense, the fact that we use our fingers is because food tastes better.

Certain types of food like steak or roast is easier to eat with fork and knife. But curries, stews, rice and fish, is easier to eat with  fingers.

Dessert is another food item where fork or spoon is used all because it is simple, in my opinion because I try both. However chapatis (Indian round white flat bread) works better if we use our fingers.

The only advantage of using a fork to eat I think is  because we eat less, esp. Rice, Curry, Lentil and so on.



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