Daily Prompt :Pleased

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Pleased

A Sweet Little Boy   🙂

My joy knew no bounds when I went for a walk,

I met a  sweet little boy who wanted to talk.

‘Can we sit here? He pointed at  the lawn,

‘Yes,’ I said, ‘my pleasure, look at the fawn!’

He looked and said, ‘I’m pleased to meet you,

And I want you to look at the cat which said mew.’

We sat for a while and looked at the gorgeous cat,

The little boy said, ‘don’t you think he’s happy and fat?’

The sun was setting it was time to go   home,

We promised  next time we’ll make up a poem!

……………………………………………. 🙂

 

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DP Daily Prompt: Leftovers Sandwich

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Today, publish a post based on unusual material from a previous piece–a paragraph you nixed, a link you didn’t include, a photo you decided not to use. Let your leftovers shine!

In one of my previous post I wrote about Mr. Melendy, how thoughtful he was, I wasn’t able to thank him enough for his kindness.

I didn’t mention another thing he did for me. He called me one day and asked if I’d be interested to go to St John’s, because he was going and it’d be no trouble for him to pick me up from my house, he knew my husband was in the hospital and I might want to go to see him, I was delighted but had a bit of a problem, I had our two cats in the house and I wondered if he’d mind taking them along.

I was surprised when he said, ‘sure take them along.’

I did feel guilty, but Mr. Melendy did not mind taking me and the cats in his vehicle all the way to St. John’s, which is two hundred miles from Gander.

He was unbelievably kind, in case you are wondering I could not rely on anyone in Gander to look after the felines!

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DP Daily Prompts: Delayed Contact

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How would you get along with your sibling(s), parent(s) or any other person you’ve known for a long time— if you met them for the first time today?

One person I’d love to meet whom I’ve known in my college days is, ‘Aziz Fatima,’ she was a wonderful person, was fair and treated everyone kindly.

If I met her today, first of all I’d be so delighted I wouldn’t know how to interact with her after such a long time.

A few years ago I went to attend a wedding in Baltimore, Maryland, I was hoping by some accident I’d meet her, I thought that because another college friend of mine told me Aziz lives in Baltimore. I looked for her among the people attending the wedding.

Aziz was originally from Uttar Pradesh India, her family settled in Bangladesh. I met her in college, we talked about ourselves and spent hours doing it. The thought I’d never meet her after completing our studies in the University never crossed my mind. I feel it was a mistake on my part not to take her address. I have lost contact with her for a long time.

If I meet her today,after the initial shock I’d certainly invite her to my house and chat for hours about how things shaped up for us after university, I wish I meet her one more time, I’d apologize for not keeping in touch with her.

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DP Daily Prompts: Next in Line

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A second #Royal Baby will soon be joining the Windsors in England Given the choice ,would you rather be heir to the throne, or the(probably) off-the-hook sibling?

A second Royal Baby? Congrats to the Royals, how cool it is for Kate and Williams, they are expecting another, “Royal Child” the queen must be delighted or is she? With the birth of another one will make her think seriously if she should step down and let her first born get the taste of succeeding her, at least before he loses all his hair eager to sit on the throne for the minimum of a couple of years so his bride who married him to become the queen gets her wish fulfilled.

Well that maybe her desire but the queen  surely has other plans.

Given the choice I certainly won’t look forward to be the heir to the throne, it’s already crowded, my chances are nil, so I’d consider myself lucky if I’m off the hook. I won’t mind the privileges that comes with being a “Royal” minus the responsibilities!

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DP Daily Prompt: Name that ……You! Post by Ranu

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Garden “butchart gardens”, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I am simply delighted to know,this prompt is all about our name. My name means ,”Garden”, I have no idea what made my parents choose this name. As far as I can remember the name was suggested by a very good friend of my parents.

Whether this name suits me or not, I really don’t know. My name is Chaman, it means ‘A Garden’. Let me define a garden. A garden is a beautiful place.There are flowers of every variety known to man. When one visits a garden,the sole purpose is to sit and take in the beauty of it and think of pleasant things. Poets visit gardens to get inspiration for their poems.Wordsworth,Tagore,Iqbal and others have written volumes about it. I love poetry and the ones written, keeping the garden in focus gives me enormous pleasure.

Artists paint pictures of gardens and use incredible colors, to attract the attention of scores of people.

When I think of a garden,immediately a beautiful picture captivates my mind. The flowers,the birds,butterflies,children playing,elders sitting on benches taking in the beauty of the atmosphere,all in all it’s a picture of heaven on earth.

My mother always said a name effects a person’s personality.According to her, parents should choose names for their children carefully.

I do not know whether my name suits me. I know I am friendly,I treat people kindly,I have a smile on my face when I meet new people,I have a special affinity for children. I can interact with them for any length of time. When you think of a garden, children come to mind,they enhance its beauty by their sheer presence.

When we named our children,we wanted the names to be people friendly,in other words,they were growing up in North America,it should be easy for the people they come into contact with to pronounce their names.We did that except the youngest,we originally wanted to name her ‘Sonya’,our good friend kind of bullied us into changing it to,’Fatima’. Her friends butchered the name,some called her,’Fat e ma’, and wondered why her parents did not name her,’Skinny ma’,because she was so thin.

I have read poems where the poet says, ‘What’s in a name’. I think it’s important to choose names wisely for our children!