Daily Prompt : Pink

In response to the one-word prompt :  Pink

Among roses, corals, and faces I think,

The best is the one that is brightest pink.

A faded pink rose cannot be called pretty,

Neither can a  light pink coral it’s a pity.

The best are the babies with faces bright pink!

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Daily Prompt : Panicked

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

Last night I panicked I couldn’t find my wallet,

I thought I  put it in my reliable old   pocket.

Why was it not there I could not decipher,

Was it  in my purse and failed to remember?

Sometimes my mind plays tricks  I detest,

This  is not the  time for jokes  I protest.

Suddenly my daughter shook me hard,

‘Wake up  and quickly   sign the card!’


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Daily Prompt : Spike

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

I bought a piece of flank steak a few days ago. I wondered how will I cook it, will I bake it, fry it, or simply boil it. None of these methods sounded right to cook this piece of meat,  then thanks to my active mind I came up with a solution I liked but what about my readers will they approve?

I picked up the flank steak

I decided it’ll  be fine to make

Sheesh Kebab I said out loud

This made me so good and proud

I started cutting square sized pieces

Soaked them in lemon and spices

Let them marinade for few hours

Gave them time to consolidate their powers

To make them immersed in a spicy meat sauce

It was then time to skewer them meats and sauce

On our small  revolving grill

Which did its job it was a  thrill

To watch the Spiked skewers

Cooking kebabs for us lovers

Who went berserk waiting

We couldn’t wait to be eating

Those delicious grilled Kebabs

Intended for the Bengali Sahibs!


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Daily Prompt: Fry

In response to daily post’s one word prompt : Fry

The Wonder Child

This is the story of a wonder child,

He was sweet and had manners mild.

One day he was crawling on the kitchen floor,

Where his mother was  roasting a wild boar.

To get mother’s attention he  got a piece of paper,

He started chewing it to show mom he liked the flavor.

‘Oh no!’ said mom, ‘this is what you do with this,

You write here the alphabets, that look like this.’

She started concentrating on the roasting she started,

Turned around to see what the child imparted.

To her dismay she saw those alphabets copied,

She thought it wasn’t her tyke, but who she worried?

She took the paper and wrote words to see,

Sure enough, it was her Fry, she noted with glee!

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Daily Prompt : Chuckle

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

An Unforgettable Dinner!

Once a while ago, I cannot recall whether I still was a student or teaching, when this incident happened. I was in Dhaka and my brother Rafique was working in Sylhet. Suddenly he decided to come to see me in Dhaka at my Uncle’s home. My Uncle was excited, he asked me what type of food he liked. I said,  ‘He loves Hilsa fish.’

This fish is one of the boniest fish, one that is hard to eat because of the bones. All my brothers disliked it, so mom was unable to get it. I loved it and didn’t care about the bones. Since most of my siblings did not like it I never got to eat it as much as I wanted.

It was a grand opportunity for me to make Rafique eat it, I knew he wouldn’t complain. My Uncle got his servant to buy the Largest Hilsa fish from the shop. He wanted my brother to have a treat, not knowing Rafique hated this fish

There were several dishes made from it. Pilaf with Hilsa, it was fried, cooked in gravy, it was a day of Hilsa galore.

The table was set, the food was served, we sat down to eat, my brother, uncle and I . My uncle was beside himself, he decided to serve my brother first, a huge piece of the fish, then the rice dish with  fish.

My uncle sat down and took some of the food in his plate, as he was eating he was keeping an eye on my brother, who was slowly taking out the bones and didn’t show much enthusiasm about the main dish. I was having a great time eating my favorite food.

At one point my uncle whispered,   ‘I don’t think your brother likes fish.’

I chuckled, ‘no uncle he loves it, he’s just shy.’

When he heard that, uncle put some more fish in my brothers plate. I wanted to burst out laughing, but controlled myself, I knew uncle would not appreciate this kind of joke.

When I asked my brother, ‘did you like the fish?’

He said, ‘it was good except there were too many bones!’

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Daily Prompt Label

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

I like the food labels on the cans these days , they tell us about expiry dates, the ingredients inside the can of food. it also helps to know the calorie count which in turn is valuable for us so we can decide how many calories are good for us to consume and  how much are we allowed to eat in general, to avoid overeating and putting on unnecessary weight.

While the labels on cans have a definite purpose. It’s not so much when humans are labeled by names that are cruel and serves no purpose. The world is getting smaller because moving from one place to another is getting easier by  airplane that are faster than it used to be and  cheaper.

We are in an age where we are fortunate to see and interact with people who live far away. Distance does not stop us. We can make this world much happier if we can stop discrimination.  As we gain knowledge we ought to use it to change our attitude towards other humans, who are not exactly like us or speak the same language or eat the same food.


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Daily Prompt : Nervous

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

This morning I’m feeling very nervous, I don’t know why, it seems something will or had gone wrong and I’m afraid to know what it is. Childhood is the best years of one’s life, it’s care free, one I think is not as shaky as we adults are.

As soon as we become adults we are nervous for a number of things, results of an exam, or blood test, even while cooking something makes us afraid, I always think, will my soup turn out all right?

These are worries that takes the joy out of life.

For me to put aside my concerns I take out a book of fairy tales, it’s not real, but it does help to forget about my worries, as long as my focus is on the book I’m reading.

The question I have  is, Why am I unable to face Reality?




Daily Post Prompt : Hike

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

In our city we have a very scenic hiking trail near the signal hill, it’s better to visit this area during the summer time. Lot of tourists are seen in this area especially when the temperature is warm.

I went for a hike with my daughter, nephew and his wife. We had a great time. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to do it. Once we started, I was able to walk the whole trail with them.

In winter it’s not safe due to the snow and ice, which is difficult to clear.

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