Daily Prompt: I Was Here
Photographers, artists, poets: show us CARTE BLANCHE.
I almost suffocated due to this new, uncharted poisonous gas on this planet! Good luck for your stay!! =P
Photographers, artists, poets: show us CARTE BLANCHE.
I almost suffocated due to this new, uncharted poisonous gas on this planet! Good luck for your stay!! =P
Write the About page for your blog in 10 years.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us FUTURE.
I don’t know what the about page of my blog will be tomorrow.. How Can I write about it 10 years later
6:00AM: the best hour of the day, or too close to your 3:00AM bedtime?
I love mornings*! 6:00 am on a weekend can truly be the best time of the day.That amazing smell of trees and the singing of birds is quite refreshing. Also, from a student’s point of view, learning and studying is much easier in early morning, rather than at night or afternoon. But, the only glitch in this wonderful fantasy is that one must wake up before thinking about enjoying the beauty of early morning, and at which I’m completely lousy.
* I love mornings only on weekends and holidays; not on working days. 😀
Tell us about a time you couldn’t quite get your words or images to express what you wanted to express. What do you think the barrier was?
Well.. This post is not about me but a lady I met once at a Chicken meat shop. that lady was trying to ask for chicken wings from the shopkeeper. Well, the shopkeeper wouldn’t obviously was suppose to understand chicken wings in English language as my native language is Urdu. So she put her heavy bags down and tried to demonstrate wings by half-flapping her arms like a bird and said “Wings hain wings?” “do you have wings?”. Apparently she didn’t realize what was she doing and I shouldn’t have laughed at her either but those demonstrations were too funny not to be shared! 😀
If you could pause real life and spend some time living with a family anywhere in the world, where would you go?
Village of Ottery St. Catchpole, At the ‘Burrow’! 😀
For those who don’t know what is this place I’m talking about. It’s Harry Potter’s Best friend’s house i.e. The house of Weasleys! I would simply love to spend a day there!
What makes a teacher great?
Sense of responsibility Is the only thing that makes a person, Teacher; and that too a great one! If a person have some sense of responsibility but not the ability to teach, the least he can do in the interest of students is either resign or at least try to teach in a better manner.
Tell us about something you think is terribly unfair — and explain how you would rectify it.
A student’s rant is about to be started. Caution: weak hearted people beware!
This post is quite a bit late than it actually should have been. I intended to write this post on my birthday i.e. on Friday 13th September (International Chocolate Day)
So, it might mean according to few that it was a supposed to be an unlucky day for me but it wasn’t. It was quite a good day for me actually. I went to the university dressed in my Eid clothes and was praised by many fellows! 😀 ( and honestly who doesn’t like to be praised). I received a very cute hand-made birthday card from my siblings, which made it even better for me.
My actual purpose of writing this post is to highlight a few important points about 13th no. and International Chocolate day (about which I found out this year only)
Friday the 13th is considered one of the most unluckiest days of the month, however, according to us Muslims Friday is one of the luckiest and holy day of the week. Also, odd numbers are given special regard in Islam. Fear of Friday the 13th is nothing but a type of phobia known as paraskevidekatriaphobia a concatenation of the Greek words Paraskeví (Παρασκευή, meaning “Friday”), and dekatreís (δεκατρείς, meaning “thirteen”) attached to phobía (φοβία, from phóbos, φόβος, meaning “fear”). In fact, 13 is considered by many to be a lucky number. 13 is considered to be a lucky number in Italy. Also. many successful sports figures have worn the number 13. Apart from it, American country-pop singer-songwriter Taylor Swift was born on December 13. She considers 13 her lucky number due to lucky events happening to her when the number appears (her first album going gold in 13 weeks, being seated at awards shows in the 13th seat, row or section). She also wears the number written on her hand at her concerts so she has it with her everywhere she goes. However on the other side 13 is considered an unlucky number by The famous author of today J.K Rowling made a reference to its bad luck charm as it’s written in third book of Harry Potter series “when thirteen dine together, the first to rise will be the first to die”. I guess it’s just a matter of believing what one wants to believe! 😀 But for chocolate lovers, I guess it would be an easy way to eat lots of chocolate on 13th of September without any good reason! 😉
Grab the nearest book. Open it and go to the tenth word. Do a Google Image Search of the word. Write about what the image brings to mind
It was a fine big mansion in which a family of four lived happily, but it was very long ago! Years and years ago she would laugh and play with her brother, had fun with her family. Those were the times when she had someone around her, for her. But then, the lightning struck! she was no more with her parents, her brother. Though she came back, but now they were scared of her. When she would throw a ball to her brother, he would just run away, scared, rather than playing with her. On one cold night, they left the house. she tried to follow them out, but was unsuccessful.
Now, fifty years later, the big mansion over the way is still rumoured to be haunted by a ghost of a little girl, and there she is, alone in this merciless world!
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