Tell us about one thing (or more) that you promised yourself you’d accomplish by the end of the year. How would you feel once you do? What if you don’t?
My goal each year is to read a number of books , with that promise I buy a certain number of books, so far I have not read all the books I bought, but I still am aiming to read the ones I have.
I read two out of six, four more have to be finished before I take a trip to the bookstore to buy more books.
I have read two if I can read two more I’d be happy and would aim to finish the rest without getting stressed out, if I’m unable, I’ll continue reading them!!
I do not have a writing room. I use my bedroom to write and read.
When the good Genie approved my desire to have a room,which I can use only for reading and writing I was very happy. My room is all set for me to use. Oh I’m sorry you want to know what it looks like.
Here is the description of my amazing room. It is shaped like a square. There is a large window on each wall. I get plenty of light from the windows. The walls are painted beige. It doesn’t have curtains. It has blinds.
My writing desk occupies one wall. It’s an attractive mahogany desk. there are drawers on two sides,to put my writing books and pens. I have a calendar on the right side.
The next wall has a bookshelf. I have arranged the books in alphabetical order. I have filled the shelf with my books. I might run out of space if I buy more books. I have a clock on this wall. It saves me time,rather than look at my wrist watch, every few seconds. The wall clock has a chimer,it chimes every half hour. It gives me enough time to get ready for the next task.
The third wall has a comfortable recliner. I use it to relax and check my mail if there is any. Also when I am tired of writing, I pick up my favorite book to read.
My fourth wall is not used up yet. I might put something or leave it empty.
The above is a description of my Genie room.
I fail to understand why I am shoved in this room. Let me see what is here. There is a bed. It’s a queen size bed. There is a desk on one side. There are a lot of books on it. There is a chair, it is misplaced. It belongs somewhere else. There is a large size dresser with mirror and some drawers.There is another cupboard type of thing . I have to find the right name for it.
Oh there are some grand portraits of the family. Mom and Dad are great looking ,so are the kids.
Here is a bathroom too. Wow ,pretty good I think. This is a nice looking family. I think I’d have a wonderful time here.
Not much else I see. So bye folks. I need some time to relax!
I took a picture of the first things I saw,there are two cars parked in my neighbor’s driveway. I came in and took a picture of the second thing I saw, they are books on the table.
To write about these two objects and find a connection between them requires some thinking.
The first object is the car. Why do we have a car, the first word that comes to my mind is work. I drive the car to work. The distance between my house and work is several kilometres. I need the car to arrive at my office on time.
There are other things we need to take care of besides work, is to go to the supermarket for groceries. Drive my child to school. Take my kid to watch a movie on occasions. Sometimes I have to take my guest to the airport to get a flight to reach his/her destination.
The second object is a book. Books are essential to get knowledge. We read some for entertainment such as novels and short stories. Some books help us to learn languages. Some we need when buying a new car, these are consumer reports. It tells us about different cars, their performance,the safety features, gas consumption,how many cylinder engine works best and consumes less gasoline.
I’ve mentioned two objects which when we think about seems to have no connection between them. But after writing about them separately. I do find a connection between them.
A pair of In-N-Out cheeseburgers. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
There are all kinds of “Junk” in my life. How do I get rid of it,depends on what it is.
There is junk mail,it is easy to get rid of it.I dump it in the recycle bin. Then I have junk memories,I cannot get rid of it. It shows its unwanted face whenever I try not to think of it.
Junk food is something hardly anyone can get rid of. It looks delicious,it tastes awesome,one can get it instantly, by taking a trip to “McDONALDS”. There are so many fast food places,I fall victim to one or the other.I cannot completely give up junk food,although in my defense I’ll say I eat it once in a while.
The household junk is the biggest problem in my life. I have accumulated so much in all these years. I do not use them,yet I feel a certain affinity for them,I cannot throw them away.In August I booked an appointment with the city. I was able to convince me, they no longer are useful,I chucked them. There are many more,e.g Encyclopedias, medical books and a whole bunch of other books. I know I can tear them and place them in the recycle bin,but my heart does not agree.
What can I do,it’s a precarious situation.I wish I’d get assistance from somewhere!
Procrastination (Photo credit: MrSchuReads)
In elementary school I was flooded with idioms. We were given these daily to write a story. When I read the prompt,immediately I thought of.”Procrastination is the thief of time.” We were always reminded to use our time wisely.
There are a number of things I have left to be done later. I know it is not the right thing to do. I bought novels I wanted to read. I have them on my shelf,I guess they are wondering when will I read them.
At this very moment I am thinking of cleaning my room.I have neglected it for a long time. Hopefully the word,”Procrastination”,will make me start.
So my blogger friends,I am getting ready to do my chores. My intention is to read my books next. Au Revoir (see you later).
I went to a workshop in Elmhurst,it is a place near Chicago. There were three hundred of us at that workshop. There were teachers from all over the United States. I was the only one from,Newfoundland,Canada. I wore a sari. This caught the attention of all those who attended the workshop.
We were asked to introduce ourselves When I stood up and said I was from Newfoundland,Canada,all eyes were focused on me.The workshop was run by a husband and wife team, the Hallorans. They were glad to have me in their midst. I was given all kinds of opportunity to speak. I loved the attention.
The workshop lasted for five days. In the end they had a guest speaker,he was an author of several books for children. At the end of his speech,he was provided an easel with large papers where he started sketching amazing pictures. Our names were placed in a large box, he picked the names,as he completed his artwork. I knew the Hallorans wanted me to have one. I think there were thirty or thirty five pictures. The names were picked one at a time,I could see disappointment on the face of Mr. Halloran,my name wasn’t picked and there were only two left,suddenly my name was called.Mr Halloran was so happy he came up to me and said,’I am so glad you got one’!
The state of my year thus far is going well. I do my daily prompt regularly. My friends continue to encourage me. I have a few new blogger friends.They are awesome.
I had a few issues with my physical well being. Nature and God combined,helped the healing process.
There are a lot of books,I was able to read. Hosseini was amazing. Shilpi Gowda’s book, ‘Secret Daughter’ is marvellous. Monica Ali revived the story of Diana in her,’Untold Story’. Paulo Coelho’ s ‘Pilgrimage’ reminds us it is not easy to go on a pilgrimage. Then comes Tagore,his book, ‘The Religion of Man’ is a masterpiece. I am still reading Shafique’s wonderful book,’Republic of Rumi’. It is taking me a bit longer,it is one of those books where you have to include your heart and soul to comprehend. If you think I’m taking long,try reading it yourself.
How can I forget the daily routine of cooking, cleaning and keeping track of my monthly bills. They take a portion of my day.
There are movies I watched,when I needed to relax,only problem I encountered was the violence. I do not know about you,personally I do not enjoy them.
Before it skips my mind, last night I was invited to an ‘Iftar Party’. I only knew a few there. They were all very friendly. We had good food,pleasant company and cute little boys,playing and laughing with large plastic sheets. No there was nothing else. They had a grand time all evening. One of the ladies asked me who was my relative there. I told her I have few friends here. I enjoyed the evening,thanked the hosts and came home.
Hello,I am a WordPress blogger, I use Ranu as my user name. I like translating Rabindranath Tagore’s poems.I have done several.I also have written reviews of novels I read.
I take online courses offered by Iqbal Academy.
I like reading variety of books.I recently finished reading,”Paulo Coelho’sPilgrimage.
I spend my time cooking,and trying different recipes.I like spicy food.
This is all about me.