DP Daily Prompts: Trio no. 4

Today you can write about anything, in whatever genre or form, but your post must include a speeding car, a phone call, and a crisp bright morning.( Wildcard: you can swap any of the above for a good joke.)

Yesterday was a bright crisp morning. I went out to gather the leaves, which fell after the wind storm, instead of calling the lawn care people again to clear the leaves, I took advantage of a rain free day.

I probably gathered a few handfuls when I felt my feet were cold, the sun was deceiving actually it was very cold. I stopped and came inside. I picked up my phone and called the visa company about the confusion of my refund, she told me everything was fine and I have nothing to worry.

My attention was distracted when I heard a lot of noise on the street outside my house, to my horror there was a  student running with a bottle in his hand, he stole it from the nearby house and wanted to celebrate his failure in the midterm exam. I was in awe someone celebrating for failing an exam, this is new, I’ve never heard it before.

I went out of the house to find out if it was true, I asked my neighbor, she told me this particular student already failed twice, he was warned by his parents if he failed again he’d have to pack his bags and come  home.

The said student tried to convince his parents university was not for him, he’d rather work on a farm, look after cattle and grow his own food. When he couldn’t convince them he took the route of failing his courses, “smart isn’t it,” my neighbor quipped!

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365 days Writing Prompt: The zone

Tell us about your favorite way to get lost in a simple activity— running,chopping vegetables,folding laundry,whatever.What’s it like when you’re in the “Zone”?

Running, chopping vegetables, folding laundry, none of these activities are my favorite way of getting lost.

Listening to songs is  my favorite pastime, they remind me of my childhood, whenever there was a wedding in town the bride’s family played different songs on the loudspeaker, the songs became my favorite and I sang along, it was something I loved doing, I would get lost in my thoughts and hoped the songs would never end.

When I’m by myself, I listen to Tagore songs on youtube, I imagine Tagore singing and telling us how we should spend our time. It feels nice to be able to sing along and forget about the unpleasant things happening in our day to day life.

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