Today’s Prompt: Pick up the nearest book and flip to page 29.What’s the word that jumps off the page? Use this word as your springboard for inspiration.
Today’s twist: Write the post in the form of a letter.
It has been a while since I saw you and talked to you. I hope you are well, I wanted you to visit me to see where I live.The winters here are very cold, it’s the month of April, I still have to turn up the heat in the house.
Today the skies are overcast with prediction of rain in the forecast. It’s not the kind of rain we had back in Comilla.
You prayed for rain so we could cool off and sing Tagore’s song : Rain is falling drip drop, the road is overflowing. Here rain means cold, we cannot go out, there is a chance it may be slippery.
You cannot imagine what rain here is like esp. freezing rain, the branches of trees are covered with ice, if it continues too long, there is fear that we may lose power(electricity) and it will be dark all over.
We will have to wait for the power to come back ,to be able to warm up or cook food.
With the loss of power, we lose heat and the house is cold.
Here we do not pray for rain esp. freezing rain, we pray for it to stop.
I think I’ve painted a very dark image of rain, but we have learned to be patient.
I’d like to go and see you, there is one problem, it’s too far away. I get tired of sitting on the uncomfortable seats in the plane. They have increased the number of seats we are unable to stretch our legs. There is no room to walk on the aisles, they are too narrow.
Please give my love to everyone, and my special love is for you. All your life you worked so hard for us and now we can’t even come to see you and personally thank you for all the days you’ve spent taking care of us.
Love you Mom.