Daily Prompt : Yarn

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Yarn

Grandma Rosie was working in the barn,

Her grandkid Jess came to show his yarn.

‘Why it’s only a piece of thread my darling,

How will I use this one?’ She asked, snarling!

‘Why gramps all my friends say you’re a  genius,

How come you cannot use this my precious?’

Hearing this Granny jumped three feet,

And said, ‘I  know how to use this on meat,

I can tie this roast with this your yarn,

And keep this meat together in the barn.’

Then she took the tied meat on the grill,

And danced around her apron with frill.

Jess was as happy as a lark to see his thread,

Moving and rolling happily like giant Fred!

……………………………… 🙂

 

 

Bashabari Tenanted House by Tagore translated by Ranu

It is my first trip to this city.

At two- thirty am.Am trying to find the address of the house.

With the lantern  in hand,I guess my way.

English: Rabindranath Tagore Русский: Тагор, Р...

English: Rabindranath Tagore Русский: Тагор, Рабиндранат (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Like a python’s ghost there are lanes after lanes.

The confusion increases,as I make a stop

there is a wharf going down the left lane.

I see the house standing ,masked in disguise__

the doors and windows were open wide, it’s all quiet.

Near the window on the fourth floor there is an opening

the flame of the light is piercing the dark.

Rest of the estate

gives the picture of  fat veiled giants looking like  women.

A foreigner’s tenanted house it is__ some live a few months

with their family,spend  time here;

their work is done in a few days,they

pay off their rent and leave elsewhere,no one knows them or where they went!

I inquire ‘is there someone here, can I get a place?’

The voice says, ‘we are no–no more.’

from the doors and the windows all over the sky

swarms of birds are flying in the dark open sky .

Thousands of wings flying   all together

in the dark , sounds like, ‘we are no— no more.’

I say ,’what work brings you here?’

Reply comes,’ no one knows the reason.

In every age the  group of no– more is increasing;

when it becomes a confused noise

I suppress all the words with___

no — no more.’

Next morning in the same house I saw,

boys  playing a game of let’s fight,let’s fight,

with sticks in hand they were obstructing each other.

In the corner two old men were scolding one another__

the betting game is played only to win or lose,

the assets and liabilities keep accumulating,the account remains incomplete.

There is scent from the kitchen,and sound of dish washing;

the maid with the basket to the store is going.

One at a time I look at their faces,

I hear similar sound ‘we are no—– no more.’

D.P. Daily Prompt: Five A Day posted by Ranu

Uncooked, polished, white long-grain rice grains

Uncooked, polished, white long-grain rice grains (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

I am exiled to a private island,I am allowed five foods daily.Food is not what  comes to my mind. I am thinking why am I here in this island and for how long? Of course food is one of the most important thing a human being will think about just to survive.

 

These captors seems to me are very considerate.They are actually giving me a choice of five foods I can pick for my daily consumption. There is something odd about this whole thing. Anyway while I am thinking what can I pick,one of the captors  a big burly fellow who seems to have little or no patience ,gives me an evil look.While all the others have made their choice,I am the only one still trying to make up my mind. He takes his whip and hits me and says: “woman you have taken enough time, tell me at once what you want or you’ll get nothing to eat”.  This scares me a little,suddenly I have a mental block,I cannot think of anything.I get a second warning,’you have five minutes to decide’ I get anxious and spit out five foods ever so quickly,’I want tea,okra,egg plant, guava and rice’. The man gets impatient,’are you sure this is what you want’? I say,”yes, besides you only gave me five minutes and my brain is in knots.I cannot think .” After making my choice known I began to feel terrible.I wish I could think of more appealing foods than the ones I listed. It was time for breakfast,I noticed the others were having mouth-watering food and I was served tea and guava.I do like guava, but not for breakfast. The evil man came around to watch us eat,he noticed I was sitting quietly.Immediately he bawled and said,’ Why aren’t you eating, you got what you wanted,I’ll give you two minutes to finish your food? I felt like crying, I knew it was not going to make a dent in his system. I did what I had to do,drank my tea and ate the guava which was hard and green and totally bland.

 

I didn’t look forward for lunch,my choice was either okra ,rice or egg plant,out of the three rice was fine but out of egg plant and okra ,my fear was how are they going to cook it,do they know how to cook these vegetables. I didn’t have to wait too long,my lunch was rice and okra.The cook never saw okra before,he had no idea how to cook it.He took the easy way out,he boiled the okra. I was served sticky boiled okra with rice. Okra is a vegetable which is prepared with special care,it requires spices,oil  onion and salt,if you want to eat it with rice.This was beginning to be a nightmare for me.To avoid being bawled at or whipped by the giant,I slowly started swallowing the food.This was worse than medicine.

 

I knew what was left for me to eat for supper.I sat on the floor of the room and began to visualize what I want for supper.I would like some beef biriyani, a cucumber salad and for dessert a slice of cheesecake and water.I felt sleepy and went to sleep on the floor.I dreamt I was in a large dining hall,there were all kinds of food for us to eat.The waiter to my dismay brought me a large purple eggplant on a plate and handed it to me. I immediately screamed and told him to take it away,’I am not going to eat this useless thing’,I said.Suddenly I heard a thundering voice,’Yes you are,this is your choice.’ I slowly opened my eyes and saw him standing on top of me and pointing at the egg plant he said,’now eat’. This time I could not control my tears, I said ,’Oh God please don’t punish me,I’ll try to be a good person’. The whole five a day seemed to be a test for me.

 

Guava fruit on white background

Guava fruit on white background (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

Eggplant

Eggplant (Photo credit: AsianLifestyleDesign)

 

 

Bucket of raw Abelmoschus esculentus (okra) pods

Bucket of raw Abelmoschus esculentus (okra) pods (Photo credit: Wikipedia)