Daily Prompt: Celebrate Good Times

You have some wonderful, improbable, hoped-for good news. How do you celebrate?

This morning my friend Millie, called me, she said, “guess what Ranu your short stories is ready for publication, the publishers are eager to have an interview with you.”

At first I thought Millie is joking, she does that every now and then to tease me. The phone rang again, I picked it up this time it was the publisher himself, “hello, can I speak to Ranu?”

I jumped I replied “speaking.”

“I am Stuart from Stuart publishing company, we have selected your short stories for publication,can you come and see us.”

See us? This is the best news I’ve heard in days. I got ready and went to the company situated on Fleet Street. After a few minor discussions, Mr. Stuart handed me the contract.

I came home, called Millie, she came in a jiffy after discussing various ways to celebrate this awesome news, we settled for a fabulous tea party with family and friends in my home.

Millie volunteered to bake the cake, Anna wanted to bring her mom’s best pizza, I offered to make samosas, and gulab jamans.

I also ordered hot chicken wings from Boston Pizza.

We decided to have the party on  Saturday, to enable everyone to join us at the party. The party was in the afternoon, the girls came with all sorts of food, there were donuts, cookies and mouth watering pastries. All this added to the food we made, looked delightful. Millie’s four tiered cake stole the show.

The party started in the afternoon, I  had to taste everyone’s food, everything was delicious. We made so much noise, it was one of those days when we were in a celebratory mood, no one cared about the noise, after all days like this only comes once in a blue moon.

After the party I looked at the tables there was so much food left, I quickly put them in packages and handed one to each  guest on their way out!

Image from wikipedia

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Fiction: Glimmer

Gwen received a letter for an interview for the job she applied, months ago, she gave up thinking the position was probably filled.

She knew an interview does not mean she’s got the job but the possibility of getting it excited her.

The interview was scheduled for 1 pm on Thursday, it was already Wednesday, she’d have to start reading some articles on the subject, she was about to find the articles on her bookshelf, when there was a sudden knock on the door, she reluctantly opened the door standing in front of her was Steve, the know it all, what does he want she thought, she a forced smile, she asked, “Hi Steve ,what’s up?”

“Gwen , you won’t believe what I got on the mail, an interview for that job we both applied for?”

The news came as a shock to Gwen, she started feeling sick, the glimmer of hope she had of getting the position disappeared when she saw Steve with the letter!

: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/12/20/fiction-glimmer/

 

Dreams posted by Ranu

Today’s writing prompt was write a post about how far we traveled from our home. I’ve already done this in July 2014. Instead of repeating the same post I’ve decided to write about dreams and the confusing dream I had recently.

Dreams mainly occur in the rapid eye movement(REM) stage of sleep– when brain activity is high and resembles that of being awake. Rem sleep is revealed  ,by continuous movements of the eyes during sleep.

People are more likely to remember the dream if they are awakened during the Rem phase.

A few days ago I dreamed I had an interview for a job, I was thinking whether I should go to the interview, suddenly in my dream I made up my mind to go. It seemed to me it  was not too far from my home.

On my way I stopped at an unknown house and asked two little kids whom I had never known if they’d like to go with me   Strangely enough they agreed .Three of us were walking, without knowing where we were going, the kids were following me, they didn’t ask any questions.

In my mind I knew where it was and I was walking,  where I thought it was, was in Gander where I used to live.

We stopped and went into a house to ask for help, one of the men whom I never met offered to take us there in his wooden car. We got in as he was driving along I saw a building, I quickly exclaimed, “that’s Bait ul Mukarram, I know now which way we should go!”

Then in my dream I was thinking, it doesn’t make sense, ‘Bait-ul Mukarram’ is in Dhaka, Bangladesh, how can I be there, I live in Canada?

I was disoriented, I could not think anymore, I opened my eyes and found me in my bed, I was trying to think what the name of my street was.

Why I dreamed all this I have no idea, unless it was the effect of the flu’ shot I had a day ago.

: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/11/11/dreams-posted-by-ranu/