365 Writing Prompt: Erasure

You have the choice to erase one incident from your past, as though it never happened.What would you erase and why?

This incident took place when I was studying in “Holy Cross College”  I  my classmate and two other girls made plans to go to the movie hall to watch a movie.

We got permission from Sr. Joseph Mary our teacher, the condition was we’d have to get a chaperone to go with us . My classmate asked her aunt who agreed .

A few minutes after we got ready, the aunt informed my classmate something’s come up she won’t be able to make it. While we were thinking whether we should cancel our plan, my classmate suggested we should go. Sr. Joseph Mary doesn’t have to know.

One of the girls in our group named Hasina was somewhat of  a scatter brain, no one could really tell what her reaction can be from moment to moment.

She was asked if it was okay with her, if not she didn’t have to go. She promised she didn’t mind.

With her assurance we left the gate of the college,hired a cab and went to the movie hall to watch the movie. Everything was fine we came back happy we were able to watch the movie.

About an hour later Sr. Joseph Mary called one of the girls, she said:  I am unhappy to know you broke the rule and if Hasina hadn’t told me I would not  have known.”

One by one she called us, it was my turn she said: “Chaman I did not expect this from you, why didn’t you tell me you went to the movie without a chaperone?”

I felt I was in front of a judge who was questioning me about the crime I committed, and worst of all I did not have the decency to tell her before she found out.

I thought my voice left me with the saddest tone and tearful eyes I replied, ” I thought you’ll be angry!”

That day I realized I wish I could erase this sad incident of my life!

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DP Daily Prompts: Audience of One

Picture the one person in the world you really wish were reading your blog. Write her or him a letter.

Dear Sr. Joseph Mary,

I hope you remember me , I am your student Chaman, it’s been a while since I talked to you. I do remember how kind you were.

Since I left college I met Evie and Niaz , both are doing well.

You’d be glad to know I have picked up a new hobby, it’s “Blogging”. I write almost every day and am enjoying it very much.

I’ve translated a lot of Tagore’s song lyrics and his poems. I wish you can find time to read them.

How are you? I am well, it’s cold here in Canada. I only go out when I need to.

My best wishes to you and thank  you so much for all the help you gave me while I was studying in your college.

Yours truly,

Chaman

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365 Writing Prompts: Fifteen Credits

Another school semester will soon begin. If you’re in school, are you looking forward to starting classes? If you’re out of school, what do you miss about it— or are you glad those days are over?

I am not in school I took care of my studies a while ago. Sometimes I miss the atmosphere of school. I recall one of my profs was quite strange, when we’d see him coming towards us we’d be ready to wish him “Salaam”, meaning peace be on you, our words would be stuck in our throats, he’d turn around and look the other way, this was in the university. as usual we’d talk among ourselves about how strange he was.

Then there was Sr. Joseph Mary in college, before I could wish her,’good morning,afternoon or evening,’ depending on the time of day.

She’d quickly remind me, “Chaman, I hope you won’t go to your uncle’s house for the week-end.”

I’d say nothing and try to move on,then the question is louder,’Did you hear me my dear?’

I’d have no choice but to say, ‘Yes Sr. Joseph Mary.’

In London it was Prof. Baird, he’d wish me before I opened my mouth, “Good Morning, Miss Sabeth, how are you?”

My reply, “I’m fine Mr. Baird.”

I’d then quickly go into the classroom and open my phonetics book and pretend to study, so Prof. Baird wouldn’t ask any further questions.

It was a carefree life in school, after classes depending on where I was, I’d either go straight to my residence or in London I’d go to one of the stores, it was  Selfridges ,  I loved checking all the interesting things, I’d go from floor to floor it was my way of spending time, I dreaded going back to the residence because I knew I’d be homesick.

I miss my Profs., Sister Joseph Mary and also some of my classmates.

Now I registered for online courses, it’s stress-free, I see no one and no one sees me. I love the fact I do not have to dress up to be in this school. I’m studying about poet and philosopher Iqbal and enjoying a lot. The best part is we have no exam. We get a certificate at the end of a course.

I am using a video of Mary Hopkins, the lyrics  , “those were the days”, although we didn’t hang out in the tavern or drank,what is similar is we were young, and we never thought our days of fun will be over. Making fun of our teachers was one thing that made us laugh the most.

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