DP Daily Prompt: First Sight

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Whether a person,a pet, an object or a place , write about something or someone you connected with from the very first second.

About a year ago, my daughter and I decided to adopt a kitten. It is a beautiful Siamese and Himalayan breed .When we got the feline ,he was only six weeks old.

I remember it was a Sunday,my daughter brought him home. He was a very scared feline,next day my daughter went to work, I was curious, I went to check how he was coping.I was concerned when I didn’t find him in the room.I knew he was too scared and little to move.

I picked the covers, there he was with his paws folded trying to make himself smaller. I picked him up and brought him down to my room.

I had some emails to reply to , I laid him on my bed he was insecure he meowed quietly. I felt guilty picked him up and wrote my email with him on my lap.

We named him Gabriel, even after a week he didn’t settle in, we then made up our mind to get his brother who was the  same age as him. His personality changed dramatically , his brother was feeling insecure, he licked his brother, showed his brother the stairs, but the brother was afraid to climb up.

Gabriel led him towards the stairs and went couple of stairs to show him how to go up, it took them both only a few days to adjust. We named the second one Raphael.

They are very happy, they turned a year old on February 25th. For me and my daughter it was ” Love At First Sight!”IMG_0857

DP Daily Prompts: Reader’s Block

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What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without reading a book(since learning how to read, of course)? which book was it that helped the dry spell?

The longest I’ve gone without reading a book was about a week. I looked around one day to read one.I noticed a book my daughter gave me, I picked it up but the title did not make me curious.

I started reading to my surprise I got more and more interested, and ended up reading it twice. it is a memoir of Saroo from India. He did a very good job, he came from a very poor family,was lost and ended up in an orphanage at age five.

He was adopted by an Australian couple.They took him to Australia raised him. After twenty-five years he was reunited with his original family in India.

It is an unbelievable story of a little boy who kept reminding himself of his mother and siblings.

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365 Writing Prompts: Moved to tears

Describe the last time you were moved to tears by something beautiful.

The last time I was moved to tears was a few days ago after I finished reading the memoir of an author, who wrote about his life as a five year old boy, his mother left him to take care of his 18 months old sister, she had to work for days to provide food for her family.

They were so poor, he once saw his sister,eating charcoal to curb her hunger.

He insisted his older brother to take him with him, so he could see what type of work he does, his brother left him on the bench of a railway station and told him to stay there until he came back for him.

A five year old how much do they understand is what I thought while I was reading the book. Sure enough he left the bench to look for his brother whom he couldn’t find but ended up in places he didn’t recognize.

He was exceptionally fortunate to come in contact with a boy who took him to the police station, the authorities could not locate his home because of the scanty description he gave them.

He was taken to an orphanage and eventually ended up with an Australian family who adopted him. This little boy was amazed to see the difference of craving for food and then getting the food without any problem, he saw poverty and its opposite within a short time of his life.

He did not forget his family, it took him  twenty-five years to find his family. I was moved to tears when I read how he was united with his mother and the siblings!

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Book Review written and Posted by Ranu

Yesterday I was able to finish reading the book, “A Long Way Home”.  The author is Saroo Brierley. It’s published by the Penguin Group.

The author was thirty years old when he wrote the book. He has very vividly described the trials he faced as a child. It’s hard to imagine a five year old boy remembering early years of his life in such great detail.

While reading the book I felt he was an extraordinary boy, he looked after his year and a half old sister, while his mother went away to work in an unknown place for days, so she could provide food for her family of five, three sons and a daughter.

He was left alone most of the time with his sister, while his brothers also looked for work.

Saroo the main character was always curious to know where his brothers go everyday. He managed to convince his brother to take him. This was the beginning of the little boy’s arduous journey,  who came close to death a few times but was  saved by unknown strangers.

His older brother had told him to stay where he left him, but Saroo somehow moved from there and ended up in strange  places and was unable to find his home, he did not know the name of the place where he lived, tried his best to describe it to strangers who were busy with their own life and paid no heed to a poor little boy.

Eventually he was lucky an Australian couple adopted him. he had never seen anything good in his life before this, he was surrounded by poverty, coming to Australia exposed him to a life he had never known, he actually could have a room where he could sleep and get meals without asking for it.

All the comfort and good life did not stop him from thinking about his brothers and his sister and mother. Every day he reminded himself about his family he longed to meet. He did not want to forget them and the place he came from. It’s as if he captured the memory of his five years in India, safely tucked away in a corner of his mind, his determination to remember his family was a priority.

His adoptive parents took good care of him fed him clothed him and gave him the opportunity to go to school. He loved them and did not mention the family he left behind, because he did not want to offend them.

He grew up and soon was able to use a computer, he used it to locate the place he came from, it took years to be successful, he did not give up, in the end he was united with his family

I was amazed to read how dedicated he was. When he left India he was only five years old, to be able to find his family after twenty five years is nothing short of a miracle!

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