In response to one-word prompt : Pest
Leaves of our trees are thinning these days,
We try to help them in all sorts of ways.
My neighbor says, ‘the pests are eating them,
Ask the Arborist, perhaps he can use his gem.’
‘What kind is it?’ I ask,
He says, ‘it’s a small task,
They will spray your trees with pesticide,
‘It’s a simple thing, for you to decide,
If you want to stop the attack, which is one of the ways!’
In response to daily post’s , one-word prompt: Traditional
In my country women wear sari and men wear pants,
‘Why is our dress traditional?‘ the little daughter rants.
A woman’s dress is normal,
A man’s clothing is formal,
Hush says mama, ‘be quiet, and do not rant why men wear pants!’
In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Gate
The word, Gate, reminds me of an incidence, where I needed to see my uncle to sign his name and stamp his official seal on the piece of paper acknowledging, I am who the paper says I am.
I took the stairs to reach the seventh floor, and then walked a few yards to the door of his office. Suddenly someone guarding the door stopped me, his question, ‘whom do you want?’
I said my uncle’s name, he handed me a piece of paper, ‘Write your name and the purpose of your visit.’
I quickly wrote my name, and made it a point to include my last name. The guy told me to wait outside the door.
Within minutes my uncle came rushing to the door, he looked at the man minding the gate and said, “Do you know she is my niece, how dare you let her stand outside the door.”
The guy apologized and replied, ‘but she did not tell me you are her uncle!’
What happened to the gate man I don’t know, I did feel he’d have some explaining to do!
In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Buff
My brother’s car!
Back when we were young living in Comilla, Bangladesh, my older brother got a job as an Assistant Manager, in one of Duncan Brothers Tea estates. He earned enough money to buy himself a new car. In my eyes he worshipped it nothing more than this new addition in his life.
He’d wake up every morning, and routinely clean, polish , rub and Buff his car. He’d spend at least an hour or two, and then he’d move about to see how gorgeous it looked. After satisfying his eyes, he’d call me looking very proud, ‘Ranu look, what do you think, did I not do a good job?’
My reply was the same, ‘yes you did, can I touch it!’
In his deep voice he’d reply, ‘no you’ll make it dirty.’
Mom would come out from her room and laugh, she’d say, ‘I’ve never seen such a (adekhle it’s a Bengali word means possessive person) possessive person.
Meanwhile we’d all join in and make fun of him. Those days are so memorable and I wish they lasted for ever!
In response to daily post’s one word prompt : Impression
Pardon my Impression !
I’m too proud was my classmate’s Impression,
I asked her, how did she come to this conclusion?
I do not talk to anyone was her reply,
Stunned I was, I breathed a sigh!
Mom told me to stay quiet outside,
Otherwise they will hurt your pride.
I listened to the voice of reason,
But had a feeling it was the wrong season!
In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Avid
Once upon a time I was an avid fan of the NHL games. I gave up watching it. There were issues in the game, I as a fan could not control. Each period was supposed to be an hour. Every time the referee blew the whistle the game stopped. The stop didn’t count how long they were on the ice but only how long they played. This meant the one hour period would take as long as an hour and a half.
Added to the problem was the players fighting on the ice. This lengthened the period even more. No matter how ardent I was to know the result, my hunger for watching it diminished, I started questioning myself, if all this was worth watching a game which would continue till the wee hours of the morning. It shortened my sleep time, which resulted in drowsiness throughout my work.
It wasn’t good for my teaching career. I decided to do what was best for me, quit watching these games!
In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Murmuration
This incessant murmuration
Is driving me to distraction
I wish they understand
I’ve no time in my hand
It’ll help if I know the cause of their frustration!
In response to daily post’s prompt : Radical
As far as I know there is something radical in all of us. We want change and it has to be instant, if not we’ll be a failure. If God was radical, He’d at the press of a button bring humanity down. But He’s not, for the events of the world since He created the planet earth is not working the way He thought it should. But He is patient,He is waiting to see how far His humans are willing to go down, before He pulls the plug to bring about the end of humanity.
For a very long time politicians have taken the role of bringing harmony to their land. How were they going to do it, some claim a certain group of people are the cause of their problem, so they’d a) remove these people from their peaceful land, b) would forbid these groups from entering the country.
If they (politicians) succeed will the lives of the country suddenly change from bad to good. This is the question we forget to ask. This is why the politicians succeed because they know what to say at the time of elections to get maximum votes.
We are naive we don’t think,we believe them and at the end of it all, we realize we were daydreaming, nothing has changed.
I remember once during the elections the aspiring candidate for prime minister knew the people of the country hated GST(the goods and services tax). He announced on TV he would remove this tax if he was elected, well that promise got him elected but he did not fulfill his promise, not only that, he claimed he never said that. But his speech was recorded, every time he denied they’d play the part where he said,”I will remove GST.”
What can I say, this is how things work, if you happen to think otherwise watch the next election to see who and why a certain candidate won.
in response to daily post’s prompt : Learning
The highest education is that which does not merely give us information but makes our life in harmony with all existence. _Rabindranath Tagore
I have learned, Learning continues until I leave this world for good. I remember when I came to Montreal, my husband took me to Mount Royal, it’s a large park where in winter part of it is used as a skating rink. Skaters go to improve their skating, jumps, triple axel and all the tricks on ice. It was my first visit, I watched the little kids enjoying themselves, skating, they were so energetic and happy, I could watch them all evening.
As I was watching a little girl came near me, she spoke French, by my hand gesture I tried to tell her I couldn’t speak French or Skate. She extended her hand to help me skate, while it was so easy for her she must have thought I could also start skating. I held her hand and in seconds found myself down on the ice, once again she extended her hand for me to get up, I didn’t want to waste her time I immediately used my hand gesture to let her know I couldn’t skate.
I was amazed how much patience she had for me, I was a total stranger, she treated me like a friend. Through my years of teaching I learned children are the most honest, sincere and friendly human beings on the planet. I did not learn this from any book or my teachers but by observation.
I had so much fun teaching little kids, I do not regret the fact that I did not teach older kids.
In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Fifty
There was a time when fifty dollars was worth a lot. We could buy a decent shirt with less than fifty. Right now it costs more than fifty to buy the same type of shirt, that we bought five years ago.
While our dollar is losing its value our salary remains the same. The prices of everything has gone up, whereas our dollar is steadily dropping in value.