#Everyday Inspiration,Day Five: Hook ‘Em With a Quote

Day Five: Hook ‘Em With A Quote.’
“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.”

__Bernard M. Baruch

I like this quote, it gives me a lot of pleasure. I always followed my mind. I have a sibling who is too particular of her attire. I think she loses a lot of sleep over what she’d wear, what looks good etc.

These are some things I find is a waste of time. Her idiosyncrasies at times rubbed me the wrong way. For instance she said, ‘Ranu do not tell anyone you have a B.ED degree’

‘Why?’ I said.

‘People will make fun of you.’ was the reply.

I told her, ‘I do not care.’

When I completed my education, my eldest brother forced me to apply for a job where my sibling was the principal. I told him I will not accept the job if I get it.

My aim was to teach in a school, but my brother thought, there’s a huge difference between teaching in a school or in a college.

‘Do you like the title school teacher or College lecturer.’ He said.

‘I’m not concerned about titles, I want to do something that pleases me, I’E, teach young children.’

The result of the interview was out, I was selected to teach in the college. I turned it down, much to the dismay of my brother.

I didn’t mind the rules and regulations of the schools where I studied. We had to wear uniforms, I did not have any problems obeying the rules.

I have no issues wearing a mask when I go out in public in this age of pandemic. Those who break it are not only endangering themselves but the whole community.

As long as I’m comfortable with the decisions I make, I’ll always be myself, regardless of what people think.

I came to this world alone and I’ll leave it alone. I see no harm living my life the way it suits me.

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Everyday Inspiration, Day Two :Write a List

Things I wish:

I begin with this quote: If wishes were horses beggars would ride.

Yet I wish I could go back to my childhood days.

Watch my Mom cooking.

Meet the milkmaid who gave me cup of free milk.

Ask subedari( name of our maid) to teach me serious pushto(A language spoken by Pathans).

Tell Bari( our servant) to stop sleeping on the race course grounds.

Argue with our gardener also a jockey why he did not win the horse race.

Tell the vendor at the gate my Dad does not wear dhoti.

Sit on our lawn and entertain my father with gibberish.

Seek my father’s help with some Urdu words I could not read, so I could finish the book before my classmates.

I wish to hear my father calling Ranu ma I need your help.

My brother asking me to bring him a cup of tea.

My mom telling me, ‘you must eat the food I packed for you.’

You see these are wishes that cannot or will not come true.

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Everyday Inspiration,Day one: I Write Because

I write because I want my brain to be active. Keeping this thought alive I’ll begin with a quote by my favourite poet and philosopher, Rabindranath Tagore. His quote : It is very simple to be happy, but it is very difficult to be simple.

There are several occasions in my life, when our friends and acquaintances compared me with my sister. We are very different.

Once my sister and I were about to go out when one of my sister’s friend showed up, he looked at me and my sister and asked, ‘who is she?’

The reply was, ‘she is my sister.’

The friend looked at us both nodded his head and declared, ‘positive and negative.’

One of my teacher’s Sister Rose Bernard asked, ‘Is she your half sister?’

No, ‘I said she is my sister. We both belong to the same parents.’

We sisters are different, while she is all about fashion, her clothes from head to foot must match. I on the other hand did not care. She is an extrovert and I am the opposite.

I was a mystery to people we know. How can two daughters from the same family be so different.

My dad used to tell my mom, why is Ranu so different, she doesn’t comb her hair, put cream on her face; even the girls from the village look after themselves.’

Years went by people asked the same question, no one could figure out what exactly was the reason.

If they’d care to ask me, I’d tell them not all the fingers of your hand look the same. This was my mom’s quote.

I met countless people in my long journey, some liked me for who I am. Others called me stupid, dumb, you name it they used as many adjectives against me as they could.

There were times I felt like telling them off, but it could not help, it’d only make me upset.

What my critics failed to comprehend was I like simplicity. It’s the easiest thing to be mentally and financially.

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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


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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