Daily Prompt: Idyllic

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What does you ideal community look like?How is it organized, and how is community life structured? What values does the community share?

My ideal community is a medium sized city, it is neat and clean, in times of snow the city workers clear the snow. Garbage is collected weekly. Every other week we are supposed to collect recyclable items separately and the regular garbage in normal bags, and place them on the curb.

We have a postal system, they deliver our mail Monday to Friday.

We have a number of grocery stores where we can buy fresh and frozen produce, also fresh milk, cheese,and butter.These stores also carry cleaning stuff.

We have volunteers who take care of food and clothing donated by the citizens.

We have hospitals where the patients are treated by trained physicians.

We have one university, it offers a variety of courses to the students, from computer science to medicine and arts and science as well.

Our airport is international, you can travel anywhere from here, of course one has to use connecting flights.

We have a variety of festivals which the people can enjoy at certain times of the year.

I think our community is an ideal community.

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365 Writing Prompts: Far from home

Tell us about the farthest you’ve traveled from home.

A few years ago I traveled to Dhaka from St. John’s, it was a long flight. I had a stop over at Frankfurt, it was a long ten hours wait at the airport. There was nothing at this airport that could delight anyone much less write about it. There  was a long unattractive lounge, it had scattered benches, which seemed to say, “why are you here,you’re not welcome?”

It gave the impression of a first come first served basis benches, e.g too bad you came late here, there is no place  for you to sit . The scenario was so unfriendly I couldn’t wait to get out of there. Finally when I thought I saw a light at the end of the tunnel, I had the misfortune of meeting this sour, ill mannered gentleman who refused to answer my question. He worked for Qatar Airways which was the airlines I’d taken to fly to Dhaka.

After more than twenty four hours I finally reached my destination, Dhaka, my siblings were there to receive me. Getting out of the airport was long, there were all kinds of forms to fill in,  the lines were too long I was tired.

Going from the airport to my sister’s home was not that easy, there were traffic jams,bad drivers, buses, rickshaws , private cars, taxis, there were all kinds of transportation, trying to go faster than the other one. It was a picture of chaos. I was visiting after a long time, it seemed the population of Dhaka increased by leaps and bounds.

After more than three hours I was home, I was thankful I got home safely.

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NaBloPoMo My city post by Ranu

English: Collage of various St. John's images,...

English: Collage of various St. John’s images, made from free wikipedia images left|thumb|200px|Water Street, St. John’s left|thumb|200px|St. John’s skyline left|thumb|200px|The Rooms, St. John’s left|thumb|100px|Cabot Tower, St. John’s (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

St. John’s is the name of my city.It’s a port city rich in history and culture.It is the capital of Newfoundland and Labrador,the tenth province of Canada.

The population as of 2012 census is two hundred thousand six hundred.

It has one airport used for international and domestic flights.

The climate is quite cold in winter and warm in summer. sometimes it can be hot for a few days.It is mostly pleasant in summer.

The people are very friendly,they are always ready to help newcomers.

We have one university, the name is ‘Memorial University of Newfoundland and Labrador’,students come from all parts of Canada and there are plenty of international students. The tuition fees is the lowest compared to other universities in Canada.

I like living here,I can find everything I need from different foods to clothing and transportation.

DP Daily Prompt: Ha Ha Ha Post by Ranu

English: Portrait of 1-year-old baby girl

English: Portrait of 1-year-old baby girl (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When parents give us nick names,they forget one thing i.e we all grow up and the name becomes a cause of embarrassment in some cases.

Take the case of my brother Rafique,he is more than grown up now. If some one close to him calls him “Baby” in a public place like an airport,it is quite embarrassing.

Once we were at the airport waiting for our flight,one of the attendants, was calling our names,we went one at a time.Then he called,”Baby” my youngest brother,he was not given a name at that point. We all told Rafique, his nick name is ‘Baby’ that the attendant was calling him,he reluctantly stood up and complained that Dad,should not have written his nick name.He walked over to the desk.Flabbergasted the attendant, sized him up head to foot and blurted out,”Are you sure you are a Baby?” There we were laughing like lunatics. He warned us he will get us some day.That day has not arrived, perhaps it never will!

We did not let Rafique forget it.