Daily Prompt : Fabric

In response to prompt : Fabric

Our Father was the toughest fabric in our family. He kept us together with love, discipline and making us aware that,  ‘United We Stand Divided We Fall!’

After his passing my Mom inherited the role of both parents, she tried her best to help us get good education.

As long as she was able she took her role seriously. Then there came a time, when the fabric which joined us together, started fraying from all sides, then like an overused cloth, we were unable to rebuild the fabric of our life and could not unite!

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365 Writing Prompts: Procrastination

What have you been putting off doing? Why?

I bought some fabric to stitch a blouse and a petticoat to match my sari. I bought it in November or December, one of these months. When I got the fabric I thought I’d stitch it right away, but circumstances are beyond my control, therefore I still have it folded in my closet.

My daughter was supposed to clear out one of the rooms upstairs, I wanted to convert it into a sewing room, it has not  happened yet. I don’t want to use the kitchen.

I’m still waiting for my daughter to clear the room, I think I’d have to remind her again that I need it. She can easily get a  medal for procrastinating, no one can compete with her.

Today she ran ten kilometers  I couldn’t ask her to make the room available for me, she told me she was very tired.

If I did something like this when I was younger my mother would have told me once if it was not done, she’d clear it herself. Why don’t I follow my mother’s example, well things have changed, I’m not at liberty to do so.

Maybe I’d write another post when the room is vacant for me to put my sewing stuff there and start sewing, I’m hoping to get my stitching done before 2015.

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NaBloPoMo Nov.17 How I spent my time yesterday Ranu’s post

Turquoise Chiffon Sari. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It was Saturday. I did not plan to do anything,but concentrate on my daily routine,so I translated a song and wrote the daily prompt.

My daughter suddenly said,”Mom do you want to go to Fabricville?” She wanted to look at some fabric for a dress. Her motivation was some of them are on sale. Why don’t we go and check it out. My theory is if I just do window shopping,it  will be fine.But O no, the fabric on sale were too attractive to just window shop.I had to have at least enough material to wear as a sari. Then I had to buy matching fabric for the long skirt and blouse.

Instead of helping Selina. I was busy buying for myself. I was pleased. I ignored the fact I had five or six sarees I did not wear yet. I thought about Auntie Jean,when I was going crazy buying the fabric. She was a sweet heart. Once she remarked, “Chaman,you have so many sarees,you have to live to be a hundred to wear all these”. If she were alive,she’d say two hundred I think. Well I certainly don’t want to live that long, I am thinking of Shakespeare’s poem,’All the world’s a stage,especially the last part,sans teeth , sans hearing etc.”

I love shopping, if I call it quits today,I am sure my things will come in handy for someone. I had a good time at the fabric store.It’s all about having a great time,doing something I love.