Everyday Inspiration, Day Four: A story In a Simple Image

Day Four: A story in a simple image

#everyday inspiration, day four

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This image reminds me of the time,

I used  to   wait for the train,

it was called ‘Green arrow,’ from the time

it entered the station, the porters and the passengers,

would hurry to board it, it stopped at our station,

only  for three minutes.

When I think about it I  wonder how did I manage,

to board the train in such a short time?

Now when I look back I say,”it must have been a dream!”

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day Twenty: Course Wrap it Up

Day Twenty: Wrap it Up

There was one assignment I enjoyed writing, in which I did experience an ‘Aha!’ moment.

It was Day eighteen where I wrote a series of anecdotes. It gave me great pleasure to relive that summer holiday. As I was thinking I didn’t know if I’d be able to reproduce my experience in words. When I started writing it seemed like watching a movie, changing scenes where different things were  happening one after the other and I was the one watching this three-week movie. There were sad and happy news. It was sad my husband’s boss passed away, he was such a jovial personality. He loved teasing me by saying,”so you are learning to drive, do not drive on my street, I don’t want to see an accident.”

It’s so sad to know he died in an accident while driving his car, it wasn’t his fault, did destiny make him say those words, which happened to him a year later, I wonder!

When I think of our lives we take the good with the bad and eventually block off the bad and relive the good.

#Everyday Inspiration,Day Nineteen: Round up of posts I liked

Day Nineteen: Round up of posts I liked.

1.The first one is Blogger Marianne’s post : I aint got no couth, it’s a post she wrote in response to daily post’s one-word prompt: FORK. She is a very talented writer, read her post: I aint no couth the link is https://alongthesideoftheroad.wordpress.com/2016/27/i-aint-got-no-couth/

  1. Is by Marianne post: My skin cancer tumour surgery #2, Magazine Covers Cause Hospital Hysterics link: https://alongthesideoftheroad.wordpress.com/2016/05/magazine-covers-cause-hospital-hysterics/

  2. Blogger Leslie Moon’s poem: Not Forgotten, memorial day, link is: http://moondustwriter.com/2016/05/30/not-forgotten-memorialday-vets/poetry/

Please take a look they are wonderful posts.You won’t be disappointed. 🙂

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day Eighteen: A Series of Anecdotes

Day Eighteen: Compose a Series of Anecdotes

Gander, Newfoundland: It is a small town we moved to from Montreal, my husband got a job as an Ophthalmologist.  He made the move because he thought we were only going to live there for two years.  He needed two more years to get his Canadian citizenship, which was a requirement in the province of Quebec, if the individual wanted to start private practice His boss encouraged him because he said, ” In two years I will retire, and you can come back and take over my Ophthalmology practice. My hubby was delighted and so was I.

Next year we went to Montreal for a trip, I saw my husband’s boss, we had a long chat mostly my husband and he. I was the listener.

Two days later we went to Chicago for three weeks, I saw a few of my husband’s friends, among them was a very jovial Angie Dizzone, she was a great person to hang out with. She invited us to dinner of Meat Balls and Spaghetti Italian Style, Angie was an Italian and it was her favorite dish, I must admit she was a great cook and an amusing person.

In the evening we went to visit Auntie Jean, an American, she was very fond of my husband, they got connected on a Thanksgiving Day, from then on my husband always visited her, going back to the evening Aunt Jeanie had a friend who was an awesome singer, she was invited too, her name  was Juliette a tall friendly lady, Angie Dizzone also came  for a visit. Aunt Jeanie requested Juliette to sing a song, since it was Christmas Season,Juliette sang, ‘O Holy Night,’ her voice was mesmerizing. We were all quiet, suddenly, Angie yelled out, “She don’t need a Mike,” we started laughing.

Three weeks in Chicago seemed like a dream, before we left the big city we went to visit our American Friend Jean Finley once more. After the visit, we were on our way back to Gander by Air Canada, we had a stopover in Montreal. We always stayed with our friends, Dilruba and Raqib Chowdhury. The evening we arrived, Dilruba took me aside and said, “have you heard the news?”

“What news,” I said.

“Dr. Duclos( my husband’s boss) passed away.”

I was speechless, we had seen him only two and a half weeks ago, how could he die?

Apparently Dr. Duclos and his sister went to New Brunswick to visit their friends. On their way back Dr. Duclos  was driving his  car, suddenly it was hit by an oncoming vehicle, Dr.Duclos died instantly, his sister survived.

After this news my husband was broken-hearted, his plan to go back to Montreal was put on hold.

The following year my husband had a massive heart attack, this time my husband gave up the idea of going  back to Montreal for good, with a sickness like that it was not advisable to go for private practice in an area where there would be a lot stress.

Which brings to mind: “Man proposes, God disposes.”

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day Seventeen: A Map As Your Muse

Day Seventeen : A Map As Your Muse

https://www.google.ca/maps/place/Baltimore+St,+St.+John’s,+NL/@47.568

Baltimore Street is in the corner of Elizabeth Avenue. If you walk along Elizabeth Ave., you will see  newly constructed houses on your right, keep walking until you come to the light, cross the street, still on Elizabeth Ave, you will find a gas station on your right, keep walking, you will see another street, do not cross the street, but turn on your right and you will see the Shopper’s Drugmart, walk until you are facing the store, on its right there are doors leading inside, go in and you will see a Tim Horton’s Doughnut place, on its left there are stairs going down where there is a shop where you can order, tea or coffee, and some sandwiches, there are chairs outside the store to sit and enjoy your coffee.

You can get out and walk in the park, where there is a soccer field. To go to the park you have to cross the road . It is opposite the Churchill square strip mall, There is a statue of Winston Churchill. This is all for now.

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day, Sixteen : Mine your Own Material

Day, Sixteen: Mine Your  Own  Material

This is a shot I took from the TV , Joe Willy Tsonga   was playing a tennis match. Our feline friends, Gabriel  and Raphael were fascinated when they saw the  bouncing yellow tennis ball,both Rafael and Gabriel inched closer to the tube, staying down looking up didn’t seem very convenient to them, I thought it was so cute to watch them trying to figure out what was happening. Raphael the ring leader jumped up closer in front, as I wasn’t sure what was on their mind I let them stay close to the TV.

I could not believe they went closer because they thought of getting the bright yellow ball. Every time Jo bounced the ball Raphael would extend his front paw to catch it, after several tries he gave up and let his brother try. Gabriel must have thought how hard can it be, he too tried the same thing as his brother. When they realized it didn’t seem easy, they left to find something else to have fun.

They looked so cute I had to take a shot of this interesting event.

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day Fifteen: Take a Cue From Your Reader

Day Fifteen: Take a cue From Your Reader

“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and cure my loneliness.”___ Maya Angelou

*Tell us about a time when a piece of music moved you. Do you have an all-time favourite song?

Yes I do have an-all time favourite song, the lyrics was  written by Rabindranath Tagore.

It was significant to me because it has a very soft melody and sung by my favourite singer, Hemant Kumar one of the best singers in Bengal. Hemant had a magical voice anything he sang  was  so good I’d listen to the song a number of times.

Coming back to my all-time favourite song here it is with translation by me, Ranu:

The title is: “Chiro Aami”   “Forever Me”( The lyrics and music by Rabindranath Tagore)

When my footsteps are no longer visible on this place,

I will not row my boat,

my buying and selling will be completed,

My dues will be paid,

my coming and going will cease at this market.

You need not remember me,

or look up at the stars and call me.

My musical instrument will be covered with dust,

there will be thorny creepers growing around my house.

The garden will resemble as an unkempt place,

thick grass will be seen covering my garden.

Moss and lichen will surround the pond__

you need not remember me then or call me.

After my passing everything will look the same,

the flute will sound the same as now.

The days will go on as usual,

you will see the boats crowding the  wharves like now.

Shepherds will bring their cattle to graze,

they will play in the field,

while they wait for the cattle to complete eating their food.

But who can say I will not be there that day.

I will be back as a new person,

I will have new friends and I  will have a new identity.

I will come and go forever as usual,

only you won’t know me.

Try not to remember me  or look up at the stars and call me.

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day Fourteen: Recreate a Single Day

Day Fourteen : Recreate a Single Day

Yesterday I woke up at 4 in the morning, I get up early,  because I’m required to offer, the morning prayer before sunrise. I went back to bed after an hour, and woke up the second time at 6 in the morning.

I was still having a dull toothache and wasn’t sure what I could eat to avoid the pain from getting worse. Incidentally I had the tooth ache since last Saturday, because of the week-end and holiday on Monday, I was lucky to get an appointment with a Dentist on Tuesday .

Going back to recreate my single day and the food I was about to take,I poured a mug of milk and warmed it up in the microwave oven. I felt like eating some solid food, it had to be soft, because my dentist told me to chew on one side of my mouth, which is the right side, the left side went through an hour of trauma, it needed two fillings.

I grabbed a slice of bread, tore it into bite size pieces and mixed it with  warm milk, I simply put the pieces directly in the mug. Then began my ordeal of eating  bread and the milk, it wasn’t a pleasant experience, this was the best way to put something in my stomach.

I tried to do my assignments but my brain did not cooperate, how could it, it’s been deprived of food all day. I didn’t like to push my luck, so I watched some tennis matches, although I lowered the volume, I heard some fuzzy sounds in my head.

I lay down and dozed off, when I woke up the tennis match was almost over.It was time for lunch, the very word food made me nervous, I knew I’d be taxing  left side of my mouth if I tried to eat solid food.I was trying to think what could I safely eat to prevent pain then recalled  my daughter bought some pudding, there were  two kinds, Tapioca and Chocolate. I tried the first one, it was all right, there was no need to chew, the pain still warning me not to indulge in too much food.  My head was giving me a very different message, ‘eat something or you’ll faint.’

This tug of war between food and pain continued until my daughter returned, I complained about pain, she reminded me to take two Advil, well I must admit it’s a miraculous pain killer, I swallowed two and in fifteen minutes the pain was gone. By the way this is not a jingle for Advil, this is how things went during this long painful day.

I forgot to mention I had an appointment with a gentleman who came to my house to discuss certain things, it was done in an hour,  he left and I tried to do the assignment again, but failed.

It was a rough day, I could accomplish hardly anything. In the assignment yesterday I had the option of writing a fifty word or a hundred word story or a Haiku. I picked Haiku, three lines 5-7-5 syllables it’s doable I thought, which is what my mind permitted me  to do.

For supper I was craving for some spicy food with rice which was in my fridge, I warmed it up mashed it and ate, it felt so good.

In the evening I watched my favorite show Jeopardy for half hour, got ready for bed, that’s about it for, ‘my recreate a single  day,’ for today.

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day Twelve: Critique a Piece of Work

Day Twelve: Critique a Piece of Work

It was not easy to find something to write on this assignment, I thought about books, movies or a piece of artwork, none of them satisfied me as I thought how much do I know about them.

I Thought of writing about a book, as I had read so many past five months. It was difficult to pick which one. Rather than waste time because I’m already late, I went to the WordPress resource page. One that caught my attention is Pet Adoption.

As I know what one goes through when deciding to adopt a pet, I felt I have more knowledge of pet adoption, than any other topic.

Two years ago we adopted two felines from the same litter, actually we planned to get one, but when we noticed the poor feline was very lonely, we bought the other one from the same litter. When the second one came the first one was very happy.We named them Gabriel and Raphael. While these felines are fun to have around, they make our going out of town challenging. We are opposed to putting them in the kennels in the city, we have seen some, how they take care of them is terrible.

We had three felines before these two, we used to leave them in the kennel, when we went on vacation, they put them in cages, have a piece of plastic litter pan which is no larger than a a foot in length and the width maybe six inches. I was sure our cats could not use these litter pans, then the question  is how do they use these pans, if not what do i.e the workers do  to take care of it.

Our previous felines were scared when we took them to the kennels, which proved they were mishandled.

At present we have two they are a Siamese. We have managed to find friends who took care of them while we were out of town. This we find  is increasingly difficult. This is one of the drawbacks of adopting pets.

We love them, they are good company but they can be very destructive, they have torn the tablecloths on the dining table, broken table lamps and never stop doing evil things, I wonder is it our fault, we did not discipline them. So shall we consider, the maxim, ‘spare the rod spoil the felines’ or ‘spare the water bottle ruin the felines.’IMG_0857the siamese breed

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