#Everyday Inspiration,Day Ten: Let the Scene Write Itself

Day Ten: Let the Scene Write Itself

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I have embedded an image of Urdu alphabets from Wikipedia. The three alphabets, alif and bay and hay is missing on the first line. The alphabet laam is missing on the last line.

The object in front of me is an Urdu Novel, the author is Razia But. The language Urdu is written from right to left. It is the same as Arabic alphabets. Urdu has more alphabets than Arabic.

The title of the novel is Aeena: aa-ee-naa. the word means mirror. It has 304 pages. The book has a hard cover. The price is US 15:00 dollars.

Since I normally read English books. It needs a little adjustment to read from right to left. I may be able to finish the book in two days, if I’m not otherwise busy with something else.

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day Nine: Writing and Not Writing

Day Nine: Writing and Not Writing

There are a few things I do during the day to balance my life. Part of the time I spend praying as it’s one of the most important thing which gives me solace and also helps continue my day to day activities.

Sometimes my curious mind wants to peek into the world of news. In order to do that, I find myself stuck in the disgusting fake news, and promise to make the world a better place. Sometimes it gets so nauseating, I look for some kind of balm to give my mind peace.

One such thing is listening to music. It’s the best remedy to relieve my mind. I feel for all those citizens who are trying to tolerate the voice that ring in their ears all hours of the day and night.

Moving on I take a few minutes to keep me fit, I walk, do a few yoga steps to avoid being a couch potato.

Cooking is another thing which occupies my day. Sadly the meat, vegetables, even dairy doesn’t taste the same. Mankind has changed everything to make money while endangering our health.

Then there’s the fear of Qovid-19, what we can and cannot do which has taken over our daily lives. Most of us obey the warning of the epidemiologists. But there are others who’ve made their own rules and are happy to believe it’s nothing but a flu’ that’ll disappear in no time.

I fear to think how these simpletons have a restful night knowing thousands are dying, while they follow their fake politician.

Finally I agree with Alexander Pope’s words____ “Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.”

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#Everyday Inspiration,Day Eight : Reinvent the Letter Format

— Henry David Thoreau

Day Eight: Reinvent the Letter Format

Dear Mr. Thoreau,

I picked your quote, “Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.”

I write this letter to thank you for your words of wisdom. It matches with my feeling.

After completing my education, I made up my mind to teach children from five to nine year old. My first job was to get some experience teaching young children. I realized I made the right decision.

I moved on to have further experience in teaching in a boarding school. The experience was helpful, however I wasn’t happy with the administrator whose way of treating teachers was way out of line. I knew then, I could not continue in an atmosphere where the word respect had no value.

However I enjoyed teaching in North America. The children were respectful, I loved them all, except there were some who had no regard for anyone, teachers or their fellow pupils.

I loved teaching my little pupils. They were thrilled to have a teacher who came from a different part of the world.

They were generous with their gifts in all the holidays.

Among all your quotes, the one I chose seemed to tell me, ‘pick me I’m the most suitable for you.”

Before I end this letter. I must admit I love your poetry too.

Thank you,

Regards,

Ranu

#Everyday Inspiration,Day Seven:Let Social Media Inspire You

Day Seven: Let Social Media Inspire You

Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you have now was once among the things you only hoped for.

__ Epicurus

I wonder when I read the above, why we humans are never satisfied with what we have. It is true there was a time when I was not that aware of things like clothes. Eventually it changed I had a longing for pretty sarees. This passion led me believe I didn’t have enough.

But now I look at them and wonder why I bought so many, it no longer appeals to me. I gave away brand new expensive ones to women I hardly knew.

I do not have that desire anymore, so Mr. Epicurus I got your message.

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#Everyday Inspiration,Day Six: The Space to Write

Day Six: The Space to Write

I am satisfied staying in my home; where everything is ready for me to write. Though sometimes this bed of mine is not so comfortable as one would think.

At this time of worldwide pandemic, staying at home gives me the feeling of safety, which I cannot find elsewhere.

Why do I write is a question I want to answer. I think writing gives me peace of mind, it let’s me put in print, various obstacles in my life.

Writing also keeps my brain active, which I think is important for me.

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#Everyday Inspiration,Day Four: A story in a Single Image

brown tabby cat on white table
The Tabby Cat

Her colour is brown and she is very pretty. The image of this cat is exactly like the one we had a few years ago.

My daughter named her JD, she was a little cuddly kitten when she arrived at our house. I was fascinated with her and tried a number of times to pick her. She’d have none of that, her paw automatically stretched out warning, ‘do not touch me.’

I ignored and tried to touch her. She realized I won’t give up. She decided to hide. I looked for her, called her name, but there was no movement.

I don’t know why I took a candy and started removing the wrap, the squishy sound got her attention, she came out trying hard to open her eyes, to see what I was up to.

I clearly remember the day she had to be taken to the vet to be spayed. After the surgery I got a call to pick her up. The vet reminded me to keep her away from climbing the steps for fear she might break the stitches.

I put her in a room in the basement and closed the door. That afternoon my husband asked where was JD. I told him I had to put her in the basement room to avoid climbing the stairs.

Immediately he went down and opened the door, JD made a heartbreaking meow sound, my husband told her, ‘No one will ever put you here.’

I do not know what message JD got. But from that moment they were the best friends, until she died. ‘Rest in peace JD was all I could say.’

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Everyday Inspiration,Day Two: Write a list

#Everyday Inspiration, Day Two: Write a List

Out of the topics, I chose : Things I’ve learned

  1. Children are innocent and honest.
  2. It’s best to let the friend or foe know if I am unable to help.
  3. Reading books help to enlarge my vocabulary and style of writing.
  4. A real friend is difficult to have.
  5. It’s wise to ask God for help, rather than humans.
  6. Early to bed, early to rise, will make me, healthy, wealthy and wise.
  7. Junk food is bad for my digestive system.
  8. As I sow, so shall I reap.
  9. If I keep my brain active, dementia will spare me.
  10. Shovelling snow is not an easy job.
  11. Rich or poor, respect everyone.
  12. Smoking is not good for anyone.
  13. Over using red pepper will burn my stomach.
  14. A friend in need, is a friend indeed.
  15. I must not  count my  chickens before they are hatched!
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#Everyday Inspiration, Day One, Why Do I Write?

Day One : Why Do I write?

The Pen Is Mightier Than The Sword’ is an adage coined by English author Edward Bulwer-Lytton in 1839, indicating that communication, or in some interpretations, administrative power or advocacy of an independent press, is a more effective tool than direct violence.

I believe writing helps me to express clearly which a violent weapon cannot. I know writing is powerful,   politicians  are afraid of press which is why they call it ‘fake News,’ which convinces those who either are blind followers or do not understand the words in print.

Our sub-continent achieved independence with the help of  powerful writers like Tagore, Iqbal, and other writers, they did not use weapons to drive our foes away, they used their writing to convince the masses  to understand their  poverty will not disappear  as long as they’re inactive and blame their fate for their condition. 

God wants us to use our intellectual power to change our lives. Violence will never help  change our current situation.

The politicians put   fear in the minds of innocent people, they tell them everything the press write is fake news!

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