DP Daily Prompts: Set It To Rights

Think of a time you let something slide, only for it to eat away at you later. Tell us how you’d fix it today.

Sometimes people have misunderstandings which is enough to ruin a friendship.I have experienced it a few times, before I could set it right, the damage was done.

It was impossible to convince the person this was not what I meant. If I could get my time back I would explain what I meant that very moment, to avoid losing a friend.

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/03/11/dp-daily-promp…t-it-to-rights

 

365 days Writing Prompt: Childhood revisited

Sure, you turned out pretty good, but is there anything you wish were different about your childhood? If you have kids, is there anything you wish were different for them?

Yes I wished my father was alive when we were growing up, we didn’t have to move away from our favorite city. I’d graduate from the same school and maintain my friendship with the kids who were in my class. It would be so awesome.

For my kids I wished they didn’t have to deal with kids who were mean, because their background was different, i.e., we the parents were from Bangladesh. You wouldn’t think kids at that age would know the difference.But the words echo in my mind,”Children learn what they live.”

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Fiction: Villainous

This week’s prompt is “Villainous.”

Good and Evil went to school, one day,

One was happy and one was sad.

Said Good to Evil,  what makes you sad?

I could not push that girl hard enough,

So she would fall and break her neck,

Is what makes me sad!

My you are abominable Good  said to Evil,

From now on you are not my friend

Anymore.

That is how the friendship of

Good and Evil ended!

 

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365 Writing Prompts: Seven wonders

Khalil Gibran once said that people will never understand one another unless language is reduced to seven words. What would your seven words be?

My seven words are: Love; Trust; Honesty; Friendship; Sharing; Peace; Unity.

Love erases misunderstanding.

Trust is an important word, if you trust people there will be no arguments.

Honesty is always the best policy.

If we are friendly we’ll have no enemies.

Sharing: whatever one has it’s good to share it reduces poverty.

Peace: What can be achieved by peace cannot be achieved by war.

Unity: Lack of unity is the cause of all the dissension in the world.

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DP Daily Prompts: On Bees And Effs

Do you or did you ever –have a Best Friend? do you believe in the idea of one person whose friendship matters the most? Tell us a story of your BFF( or a lack thereof.

I do have a best friend, it just happened I wasn’t looking for one. I am not sure I believed in the idea of having a BFF.

I met her in the university, she enrolled a year before me in the post graduate course in History, she opted not to write the first year exam because she felt she was not prepared . She repeated the course, I met her then. By nature I’m very quiet when in a public place as in the university. My silence was mistakenly read as, ‘I am a very proud person’.

Her name is Mini, she comes from a wealthy family, in contrast my parents were not rich, my Dad was a civil servant who had a 9 to 5 job.

I am not a very social person, therefore I do not make friends easily. How she and I became friends is strange. One day she volunteered to go with me to the library, it surprised me, she didn’t strike me as someone studious. Anyway her reason was to let me know about our other classmate. Mini was one of those people who believed her classmates should share their notes with each other, it wasn’t the case with this person, she complained, I listened. She also wanted to find out what sort of a person was I, she was not disappointed I shared all of my notes.

We were room-mates also in the dormitory, we became friends, she took me to her sister’s house, she had another sister who sent cooked food for us, we were having a great time. Our friendship was stronger, I was invited by her sisters whenever they had a party. Things went well we saw each other regularly.

I had to move to Canada after I got married, we didn’t write to each other, our friendship did not end, lack of correspondence with each other drifted us apart. I do visit her when I go to Dhaka, we have long conversation, she is still as nice as she was the first time I met her!

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365 days Writing Prompt: Moment of Kindness

Describe a moment of kindness, between you and someone else—loved one or complete stranger.

It was a few years ago I met a student,she seemed nice ,she was always homesick.Occasionally I’d invite her for supper. we got to know her, she was pleasant, and always called us whenever she was free. We developed a strong bond of friendship or so I thought.

She went back to Dhaka without completing her degree, her parents convinced her to come back and complete her degree. I volunteered to let her stay with us, I didn’t want her to rent a place, I had enough room for her in my home. Her plan before she left home was to complete her degree in three months and return home. I didn’t mind having her for those few months.

I noticed she was not really studying and when she’d complete her degree was up in the air. She had regular conversation with her mother who thought her kid was busy studying, she showed an interest to move out and rent a place of her own, I had no problem with her decision. My kindness perhaps was too overwhelming for her.

She rented a place and moved out, I haven’t heard from her since. 

I try to show kindness but it never works, somehow it ends up making me sad. I brought my sister,it didn’t work out, my husband’s nephew same thing happened, you’d think I’d learn my lesson but I put the past behind each time and welcome the present with open arms. If  I’d think of the phrase,”Once bitten twice shy”,   Perhaps I’d stop my kindness for good!

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/06/20/365-days-writi…nt-of-kindness

Letter F

 

Fair and Fare went to school one day

They didn’t see the difference 

Between Fair and fare

Fair means just and Fare means 

A ticket, which you 

Have to buy when you 

Go on a plane !

 

Fair said, “Oh teacher now I know”

My name means a ticket

Fare said you stupid 

You got it all wrong

Your name means just

And mine means a ticket!

 

They squealed and  squabbled 

But couldn’t come to any conclusion

For they thought their teacher wasn’t 

Fair or Fare, Oh let’s forget it

friendship is more important

Than Fair or Fare!

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DP Daily Prompt: That’s Amore

Relationships long or short they all take the same route i.e., giddiness,infatuation, mad passion,deep respect,esteem, friendship.

Some love stories do not follow quite in the same order, some die immediately after infatuation, some may go up to mad passion, then if one is lucky it might hit the deep respect stage.

Esteem and friendship I know not how they fit into this picture. I know what fits, hatred and disgusting.

Friendship I’ve heard when the couple is no longer married, they become friends, of course for the sake of the children. Who am I to criticize this phase it depends entirely on the couple.

Mine didn’t go through infatuation, giddiness, or mad passion, because it was arranged. We had respect for each other and we did fine, there was no unnecessary quarreling like little kids. We understood each other and did not complain about anything. My husband did his job and I did mine. We discussed when we wanted to buy a house, whether it was suitable for us, if we liked it we bought it. Our first house was a bungalow it was well-built and we loved it. When it was time to sell it we did,because we were leaving the town.

The house that I’m in now is our second house we bought. It’s comfortable, we have good friendly neighbors,everything we need  is close by, we are doing fine.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/18/daily-prompt-thats-amore/

DP Daily Prompt: Something So Strong

My best friend Mini was born and raised in Kolkata. She completed her undergraduate degree from kolkata university. Her parents sent her to Dhaka,Bangladesh for further studies. She took admission in Dhaka university to study M.A in History. She dropped a year because she felt she was not ready to do her exam. She registered again hoping to do better.

Fresh from completing my under graduate degree I registered in Dhaka university to study History. This is where I met her. She came from a wealthy family, which is why I kept my distance. I had a preconceived notion that rich young people are too conceited to make friends with ones who are not as wealthy as them. I kept that firm belief and was not eager to extend my hand in friendship.

I was in my own world studying, going to the library taking notes, coming back in the residence to read my notes. Mini never showed any enthusiasm to study. She was my classmate,I was happy to leave it at that.

One day out of the blue moon she asked me if she could go to the library with me. I agreed ,she came along with me, I did what I always do, took out some of the books to read and write my notes. I opened one of my books, she stopped me in the middle,she said she had something to discuss with me.

I was curious, I stopped and asked her to go ahead. The words that came out of her mouth surprised me. She said she and my other classmate were talking about me, she said, “Why is this girl so proud, who does she think she is?”

In reply I said,”What made you think I am conceited?”

She came to this conclusion because I hardly spoke. “I am always  quiet in the middle of strangers, I am shy and most of the time I have nothing to say.”

I don’t know if this information about me was enough for her to know I am quiet if I don’t know a person.

As the days and months were passing by we talked more to each other and became friends. She finally told me why she chose to stay in the residence.

She fell in love with a Prof.in the university, her older sister was not supportive, mainly because the guy was not trustworthy. Mini moved out of her sister’s house to the residence so she could see the Prof. Here she was uncomfortable knowing some of the girls open other students’ mail. She asked me if that were the case. I had no idea I hardly got any mail except when my brother sent me my tuition fees.

Mini was concerned, I asked her was there anyone she knew where her mail would come could be delivered, she said she had a friend whose younger sister was a student in the university. It worked out fine.

Mini became my best friend, she took me to her sisters’ homes, her family knew me and liked me. I went to study B.ed., in a different university, while I was away her relationship with the  Prof. ended. She was miserable for a while.

She found a very nice man, whom she  married. I attended her wedding. She was very helpful to me she always sent her driver to pick me up if I needed to go somewhere.

Although we do not write to each other, we continue to be good friends. Yes our friendship is solid,we understand each other and will stay that way no matter how far away we live from each other!

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/13/prompt-something-so-strong/

DP weekly writing challenge contd. Shorola AKA Corolla cliff hanger part 2

Shorola was unhappy, she wondered , “why do they hate me, I wanted to be their friend, Mom you’re wrong I tried to be nice, they still dislike me, oh please  God , can you help me?”    D own came a bearded fellow  from up above.  “My dear child,what’s the matter,why are you crying?”

“No one likes me ,everyone hates me, they tease me ,they call me Corolla,my name is Shorola ,I wanted to be their friend .I brought some candy for  them .Tom the bully took them away. I have nothing to give them.”

“Okay my dear child I know why you are sad. I must tell you something. You cannot buy friendship.  I’ll try to help you,you must remember my instructions. Any mistake you make will work against you. I’ll give you three things:  1. A gold bracelet, 2. A silver bracelet ,3. An emerald bracelet.  Each one has its own magic.  I’ll also give you three pouches to put them in. The pouch with the letter G,will be for the gold bracelet, S for silver and E for emerald. Do not mix them up or all the magic will be lost. Put them in a  safe place. Don’t tell anyone about them. When you try them on, each one will tell you what they can do for you. I am not going to tell you what they can and cannot do. You have to find out yourself. I’ll show up one more time to see how you’re doing.” Suddenly he disappeared.

“But I am scared nice man, I want you to come back and help me.”  There was no answer. She thought of telling her mother about this, but he told her it wasn’t a good idea. What will I do, I am so sleepy, maybe the nice man will come in my dream and will tell me, what kind of magic the bracelets have, will he or won’t he? I’ll sleep, before I do, I’ll put my pouches in a safe place. I know I’ll put them under my mattress, no one will see them, I HOPE!

To be continued!

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/01/09/dp-weekly-writing-challenge-cliffhanger/  part 2