Daily Prompt : Cloaked

In response to daily prompt :  Cloaked

Halloween is coming watch out all ye kids,

Be sure to let mom check your treats dear kids.

Cloaked  in Pirate’s suit frighten me not,

For I’ll hide myself in the bad witch’s pot .

Then who’ll give out my delicious candies to Y’all,

Just tell me you’re a fake I must not worry at all.

I’ll come out ready with buckets full of treats,

For all you sweet little kids in your awesome disguise!

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Daily Prompts: Brilliant Disguise

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Tell us about a time when someone had you completely fooled, where the wool was pulled right over your eyes and you got hoodwinked, but good. Was it a humorous experience or one you’d rather forget? What was the outcome?

Once my uncle came to visit us, he was a politician who always disguised himself so no one would recognize him. This particular day he had a long bushy beard, we never saw him with a beard. My brother did not know who he was, both were arguing, my brother was about to throw him out, when I heard him I was in the bathroom, I recognized his voice,I told my brother it is our uncle.

My brother was embarrassed, I had a  good laugh, I told my uncle, it was good  he didn’t disguise his voice, if he had my brother would have thrown him out of our house.

My mother was praying at that time, when she heard the noise she came out to see what was going on, she smiled and said,  “Dear brother, when will you stop being so silly?”

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DP Daily Prompt: What a Twist fiction Post by Ranu

Dressed in clothes that made him look like a saint,he knocked the door gently. The woman opened the door and saw an old man with rosary beads,he was repeating some Arabic prayer. The woman promptly let him in.She asked him what she could do for him. He was a religious man and seemed not aware what she asked him.She repeated again,finally he opened his eyes and replied, “I am tired, can I rest for a while and complete my prayer?” She was more than glad to oblige. He continued  to pray.

He introduced himself  as a Sufi coming from a country far away. He said he was instructed to come to her place by some Divine power. The woman called her daughter. The daughter felt flattered that they were the family picked by this saint. They quickly sent the servant to buy groceries. There were a lot of dishes cooked by the woman and her daughter. He was treated royally.

The mother and daughter were elated that they were the chosen one. Meanwhile the stranger showed them a corner of the room. He said it was where they will find treasure hidden long time ago.They must clean that corner and wait for further instruction by him, how they should retrieve it. The house was bought by the family a few years ago,they never heard anything about it,only it belonged to a Hindu family.They decided to move to Kolkata,so they were selling the house.

The saint found himself  amidst two individuals,who were ready to do anything he wanted. After staying for a couple of hours,he declared it was time for him to go.He reminded them to continue praying. The mother and daughter asked him if he wanted some money,he did not show any interest. The mother did not feel comfortable, she begged him to take the money and pray for her family.Reluctantly he agreed. Before leaving he told them he’d be visiting some holy places,he would pray for them and get some sweets for them.

Thinking it would require some money and the man was too nice to ask, the mother emptied her suitcase and gave him the money and continued to ask him to pray for her family. The man nodded gently and assured them he’d see them again soon.

With his bag full of money the stranger left, he went to a nearby town ,checked into a hotel. He was pleased to see his bag bursting in the seams with money he collected . All he had to do was disguise as a saint!

Poonarabartaun Born Again by Tagore Translation by ranu

Rabindranath Tagore won the Nobel prize for li...

Rabindranath Tagore won the Nobel prize for literature. It is the first Nobel prize won by Asia. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

If you desire my return once more

to this world of happy and sad waves on the bank of this ocean.

Float my raft again, play in the

dust,

smile and float behind the deer with tears.

walk on the thorny road once more,

Whether I live or die from the wound.

You come in disguise  and make me play again___

to resume my love for this earth once more.

Bashabari Tenanted House by Tagore translated by Ranu

It is my first trip to this city.

At two- thirty am.Am trying to find the address of the house.

With the lantern  in hand,I guess my way.

English: Rabindranath Tagore Русский: Тагор, Р...

English: Rabindranath Tagore Русский: Тагор, Рабиндранат (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Like a python’s ghost there are lanes after lanes.

The confusion increases,as I make a stop

there is a wharf going down the left lane.

I see the house standing ,masked in disguise__

the doors and windows were open wide, it’s all quiet.

Near the window on the fourth floor there is an opening

the flame of the light is piercing the dark.

Rest of the estate

gives the picture of  fat veiled giants looking like  women.

A foreigner’s tenanted house it is__ some live a few months

with their family,spend  time here;

their work is done in a few days,they

pay off their rent and leave elsewhere,no one knows them or where they went!

I inquire ‘is there someone here, can I get a place?’

The voice says, ‘we are no–no more.’

from the doors and the windows all over the sky

swarms of birds are flying in the dark open sky .

Thousands of wings flying   all together

in the dark , sounds like, ‘we are no— no more.’

I say ,’what work brings you here?’

Reply comes,’ no one knows the reason.

In every age the  group of no– more is increasing;

when it becomes a confused noise

I suppress all the words with___

no — no more.’

Next morning in the same house I saw,

boys  playing a game of let’s fight,let’s fight,

with sticks in hand they were obstructing each other.

In the corner two old men were scolding one another__

the betting game is played only to win or lose,

the assets and liabilities keep accumulating,the account remains incomplete.

There is scent from the kitchen,and sound of dish washing;

the maid with the basket to the store is going.

One at a time I look at their faces,

I hear similar sound ‘we are no—– no more.’