DP Daily Prompt: Winning Streak

What’s the longest stretch you’ve ever pulled off of posting daily to your blog? What did you learn about blogging through that achievement, and what made you break the streak.

My longest stretch of blogging I believe is several months. During this long stretch I’ve realized how important it is for me to blog every day, if there is a break I’d lose a lot of my fellow bloggers , although I only have a few who read and give their valuable comment, I do learn a lot from them.

It keeps me motivated to read other posts,write comments, helps me think, there is a lot I’ve achieved some of my blogger friends write very useful comments, I appreciate them and try to write something that may be of interest.

I only missed a few days of blogging, I went to Montreal,  although I had internet first few days, I lost it for a couple of days, our landlord is a great guy he fixed the problem immediately!

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DP Daily Prompts: Second Opinion

What are some( or one) of the things about which you usually you usually don’t trust your own judgement, and need someone else’s confirmation?

I consider second opinion a very valuable thing it gives us hope. A while ago my husband was recommended to see a cardiologist about his heart condition. we do have cardiologists in our city. They were too busy and didn’t really care about my husband.

My husband made inquiries and was told to go to London, Ontario, Canada, to see a well-known cardiologist there.

Without wasting any time we went to London, Ontario, the cardiologist was a very kind man, he made arrangements to see a cardiac surgeon who worked in the same hospital. The surgeon we met was the most pessimistic physician I’ve ever met. His immediate response was, “If I take you to the Operating Room, you’d be dead, and I’d have to talk to your wife, I cannot take your case.” his demeanor, the way he talked was enough to let us know it is hopeless.

We went back to the cardiologist who was sympathetic, he advised my husband to go to the Cleveland  clinic and get a second opinion,  ‘they never give up’ he said. We could see light at the end of the tunnel, my husband hesitated for a moment, it was expensive, should he go through it, what if it doesn’t work out. I told him the money he talked about is what he earned, why should he hesitate to spend it for his health.

We went to the Cleveland clinic, hoping the doctor there would not turn us back. After going through my husband’s chart he said, “It’s not going to be a walk in the park”, he was willing to try.

My husband was booked for surgery immediately, the day of surgery I was scared, I stayed quiet, I didn’t want the other family members to lose hope. It took several hours, we were the last family called by the physician, he said it went well,but they needed 72 hours to finally tell us that he’d be okay.

This was one wise decision my husband and I took, it worked out for us, to me second opinion is very important!

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365 days Writing Prompt: Weaving threads “The Discarded Pitcher”

Draft a post with three parts, each unrelated to the other,but create a common thread between them, an object, a symbol,, a place—in each part.

Mona found a pitcher stashed in the corner of her room,she was about to throw this dirty stained object,when suddenly she heard a voice, “this is a valuable object, do not throw it”, startled on hearing a voice in her one bedroom house,she looked around, there was nothing, she thought maybe it is her inner voice warning her. She lived alone ,there was no other person to tell her anything.

She went to work that morning, forgot about the pitcher, when she came home she found the pitcher missing, delighted she said to herself,”I’m so glad I didn’t have to discard this piece of junk.”

Meanwhile in another part of town, Rahim the carpenter was showing the pitcher to his friend Abdul, the friend looked at it with interest and asked, “where did you find it, let’s clean it up and see if you can sell it.” 

After cleaning the pitcher, they realized it was an antique bronze pitcher with strange markings on it. Rahim found it on his way home, he picked it up and brought it home. Abdul who thought he was wiser than his friend,advised him to sell it, he said,”what if the owner is looking for it,you can be in serious trouble.”

Rahim was a very honest man, who never stole in his life,the very fact the pitcher was in his house will be a cause for concern, that night he dreamed he was in prison for stealing the pitcher, he tried to convince the guard he was not a thief, but his cries for mercy, was looked upon as a ploy to get out of prison, he woke up and found himself still crying. He went to his friend Abdul , told him about his dream, they decided they’d have to bury it far away from Rahim’s home.

Rahim felt better, he wrapped the pitcher with an old worn out shirt, he used for dusting, he got Abdul to help him bury this strange object which was the reason for his sleeplessness. They succeeded in burying it deep in the ground.

Days and months passed Rahim was happy, he and his friend were able to quietly bury the pitcher.

This time the pitcher landed in the home of a couple, it seemed their daughter was playing in their yard one day she found the pitcher outside wrapped in some old torn shirt, she was curious, picked it up and brought it home, when her mom saw it she told the daughter to throw it in the garbage. But the daughter wanted to keep it, reluctantly her mom agreed, she was not sure what she could do with it.

One day while cleaning it she heard a voice,it said, “I’m so glad you didn’t throw me away, I will make you the richest person in this city.” 

The voice scared her so much,she fainted on the spot. Her husband came home and found the wife completely insane, he didn’t understand what happened to her, he thought it must be the pitcher ,he made up his mind to get rid of it immediately, which he did.

So the voice in the pitcher could not assure anyone, he’d change their life and ended up in a garbage dump!!

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DP Daily Prompt: Nothin’ But A Good Time

Imagine that tomorrow, all your duties and obligations evaporate for the day. You get the day all to yourself, to do anything you please. What type of fun activities would make your day?

I thought of something which is probably not related to this prompt but it was funny. A contractor once told a navy commodore, “Sir all you have to do is say yes and your mansion would be built.”

The commodore smiled and said, “Is it some kind of magic you are telling me about, I only have to say yes and the mansion would appear.”  This is how the contractors bribe the officers in our part of the world.

It has no relevance to the prompt, or maybe it does such as all my duties and obligations evaporate for a day, I get the day all to myself to do anything I please. What kind of fun activities would make my day.

The first couple of hours I’d be in a state of unbelief, pinching myself until all of me is blue, is it really true I get to do whatever I want, something which I enjoy? Next couple of hours I’d thank whoever it is allotted me this day to have fun.

When I’m done thanking and use my time of unbelief. I realized I’ve already spent four valuable hours of the day by my useless thought and action.

It is time for lunch, I have to cook to satisfy my hunger pains.The good genie gave me all day to have fun but forgot to employ a helping hand to do some of my chores. Yes I get it I have to imagine all that is taken care of.

My stomach refuses to believe that I can be happy without food. I don’t think that’s going to work. So I spend an hour cooking,eating and doing the dishes.

Because I decided to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner all at the same time to save some hours for fun, stupid me I can’t move now. What am I to do?  I called the good genie to magically remove all the food out of my stomach. The genie was in a bad mood because while I had the day off, the genie had to work harder for all those people who had the day off as well.

I ended up having no fun at all. My time was spent trying to make the genie happy.

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