Daily Prompt : Conversation

In response to prompt : Conversation

Let us start an honest discussion,

In the form of a friendly conversation.

We can divide into groups of five people,

Let us  not talk about subjects that are lethal.

A member of a group cried, ‘let’s talk about food.’

Votes taken, there was a roar, ‘you are one smart dude.’

The topic food received many votes,

Every one  stood up picked up their coats.

Each group moved to a different spot.

It’s was time to think about foods that are Hot!

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Writing 101-Day 1 : I Write because…

Writing 101- Day 1: I Write Because……

I write because I enjoy writing. It helps me  write about things that is not always possible to carry on in a conversation.

I am not sure my friends or relatives would like me to talk in length what my thoughts are, some may show interest only half-heartedly ;others may tune me out; thinking what I’m saying is not interesting enough for them.

When I write I please myself, I do not have to think about anyone; it’s just my world and I get the luxury of putting my  thoughts in print. Some may read it , others may not. I write because it helps me to express myself.

I like to write about myself, who I am, why I’m writing, why do I have a blog. I have made friends through my writing.

Blogging has helped me  write about things I would not otherwise write.

I’m glad I decided to translate some of Tagore’s poems and his songs. I feel it is interesting for people who’ve heard about him, but are unable to know about his writings because of the language barrier. In a very small way I’ve tried to post some of his writing by translating them.

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Daily Prompt: Hear No Evil

Tell us about a conversation you couldn’t help but overhear and wish you hadn’t.

Sometimes when I visit the medical centre for a check up I overhear the conversations between patients and physicians, some discussions are not very positive.This is when I feel I wish I didn’t hear the bad news.

Then in the waiting room at the hospital there are discussions among friends about their in-laws, which is not very nice, those times I do think, I wish their family situation was not made so public.

I’ve had some personal experience, where my sister-in-law would be talking to someone about me. It not only upsets me, I also made up my mind not to talk to her.

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Five Sentence Fiction: Fresh

The cold crisp sunny morning was a blessing after days of continuous rain, Patricia  called her cousin Tracy, to find out if she’d be interested to go for a walk,Tracy was thrilled by this offer, Tracy met Pat at her house.

Both looked as fresh as a daisy, the weather makes such a difference to everyone’s mood, they decided to walk to the strip mall nearby, there wasn’t much happening inside, the sun shining after so many days must be the reason, there were fewer  people inside.

Pat and Tracy grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down in a corner of the coffee shop, they were so deep in conversation they failed to notice Tracy’s friend Mark, who  had come to get a cup of coffee and sit outdoors on a bench, when he saw Tracy, he came to say Hi, but did not like to disturb them, besides he didn’t know the girl with Tracy and turned around to leave.

He was about to open the door to go out when he heard Tracy, “Mark” she called, “come here and meet my cousin Patricia”.

Mark came back, after the introduction, Mark sat down, he told Tracy he was offered a job at a posh restaurant to play the piano, it was a decent job so Mark was happy to take it, Patricia who had no idea what Mark did for a living could not stay quiet any longer, “Are you a pianist too, she exclaimed?”

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Tagore song: Shei bhalo, shei bhalo

It is better you rather not know me

when you go further away

it will  sadden me

Why are you abashed

when you are near me?

my spring has come into

contact with the musical voice

the shadow of the forest

has become sweet

leave the bower of union

decorated and scented

It is better you rather not know me

I have secretly seen your

disheveled hair,  eager eye

I saw you during the storm

the conversation that we

didn’t have ,the message

remains in my heart

I took those unspoken words

and played them on my flute

It is better you rather not know me!

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/12/16/tagore-song-sh…alo-shei-bhalo

 

 

 

 

 

 

DP Daily Prompt: Antique Antics

What’s the oldest thing you own?( toys, clothing,twinkies,Grecian Urns, anything’s a fair game.) Recount its history from the object’s point of view.

I am a sofa set, I’m not sure when and where I was born, I have traveled in many places,I was tired I needed one place to call home. The owner was kind he let me stay in his well decorated store in Montreal. One day a family came to the store, they were looking for some furniture, I pleaded to God to keep me in the store, I was beginning to love my home. 

I was watching the customers going and coming but no one showed any interest to grab me, I was soooo glad, to my dismay I saw a family approaching towards me. Then their conversation scared me they were thinking of taking me away from my home. My owner tried to convince them the other set is better, but they refused to listen, they bought me and the dreaded thing happened, I’d be shipped to “NEWFOUNDLAND”, I thought I was done with the monotony of travel,but it was my fate, it took me to far away Newfie town. I arrived in the town safe and sound, the problem arose when the shipping agency tried to charge more than the store owner had promised for shipment. The family refused to pay more, they informed the agency, they will not pay any more than what they were promised.

The thought of sending me back to Montreal didn’t seem a good idea to the agents, they agreed with the original price and I was brought to my new home. I’m here for a long time, I see a lot of people they seem to enjoy the comfort I provide when they’re seated.

Lately I’m disturbed by their kittens, they have a bad habit of making me a scratch post, I can tell you this much, if the owner doesn’t stop the felines from damaging my body, I’d end up in the city’s garbage dump. I am very scared, I hope this doesn’t happen to me.

Would you dear readers help me from these naughty Felines?

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/06/11/dp-daily-prompt-4/

 

Writing Prompt: Unknown Caller

You receive a call from an unexpected person.Who is it,and what is the conversation about? Go!

 

It is not strange to get calls from people who we never heard of,even if your number is not in the phone book. I think they just dial any number without knowing who is on the other end if it happens to be a female voice they think they’ve hit the jackpot. Then they start talking about unbelievable deals which happens only once in a lifetime.

I have picked up the phone a few times, when I answer,there is a pause, then I hear the sound of a horn, which means they are about to tell me I’ve won some kind of a trip.What they do is they try to find out as much as they can about you.So when I say,”I am not interested,” they hang up and look for some other prey. My conversation is short.

I do not let them say too much, I’ve not cared to find out why they called.

 

 https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/04/18/writing-prompt-unknown-caller/

 

DP Daily Prompt: Why Can’t We Be Friends

Do you find it easy to make new friends? Tell us how you’ve mastered the art of befriending a new person.

Friends I have very few,you won’t even need five fingers on your right hand to count them. I don’t easily make friends,it’s my personality, I’d say.

I have a tough time starting a conversation with a stranger, so they,I mean the strangers,have plenty to say about me, e.g., she is too proud,she is dumb, unsocial, they use all the adjectives they can find to describe me. Does it bother me? Nope I ignore these comments because I know who I am.

So far I cannot recall befriending a single soul. I love my quiet time and too many friends will take it away from me.Is this who I am,no but the fact is I grew up in a large family, my siblings were the ones with whom I spent my waking time,I talked,I played , I teased them, we had nothing to worry about losing friends,my siblings except one were always there for me, and I did the same for them.

When I went to college I was homesick, my siblings were not there to ask me anything. There were a whole bunch of girls busy with girl talk, I didn’t belong,so I was in no hurry to have any of them as my friend.

I spent week-ends in my local guardian’s house, he was a kind man,I loved talking to him about my family about college studies and everything. He was a delightful listener and I enjoyed telling him about the weirdos in the hostel.

This probably explains about friends or befriending,I  have no qualms talking about it.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/04/09/prompt-cant-we-be-friends/

DP Daily Prompt: Talking in Your Sleep

I had the unfortunate experience of overhearing my two older brothers and my older sister, since the conversation was about me I wanted to know what was irking them.

I was in the next room and they were not exactly talking softly to keep me from hearing them. My older sister deliberately spoke in her loudest voice, that I was in the city because I did not want to go to school. She totally ignored the fact that Mom sent me there to take care of the brother who was sick.

How did the conversation make me feel? I was livid, I packed my bag and went home.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/05/prompt-sleep/