Daily Prompt: Walk

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These are my favourite pair of shoes. Yes they are somewhat old as in old during my freedom days three years back. My country had been colonized by the British for nearly around two hundred years and yes its been over six decades we have gotten our independence but not individually of course; my parents though born post independence era do not grasp the concept of it entirely. If Hitler were alive and known them, he literally would have done his best to adopt them. I mean no insults or sarcastic ungrateful remarks to my parents, they raised me good and total right but just and only neglecting the concept of individual independence. It was only three years before when I was first allowed to leave home and all thanks to my job in a different city. But no not total independence. I was accompanied by both my parents and they stayed for over a week and also had my return tickets booked along with theirs. And they made sure my local guardian dropped by my office or hostel every alternate days to check, probably they were afraid of me being taken over by some alien from outer space! Well then some twisted luck or fate within four months I got transferred to a different city where my parents couldn’t afford to find a local supervisor. Thankful for that somehow though. Well then coming back to my favourite pair of shoes, I bought these for my first birthday away from home. That and a LBD. My first LBD for life and also my first heels in years. In years as because some concept my dad had as in heels have a negative effect on your spinal cord and also his daughter might and actually definitely trip and twist her ankles and whatever else bad or worst he could conjure upon in his over protective mind. My early adolescent years were totally spent with flats; private school-boring monotonous black shoes and then after that all flat sandals, titos throughout college. I had to wear flats for parties and occassions even; obvious they a shade prettier than the everyday ones but still those never gave the curves and sensousness as those by heels. So for obvious reasons I was pretty happy about my pair of black heels. And where did these take me; well everywhere special-my first birthday party out of my parents home, my first night club and also my first real date ever(though am no longer with that guy but then memories are always to be cherished). But for now am again back at my parents home. No am not jobless but coincidentally to my parents unbound happiness, my present job posting is in my state and their favourite town; so goodbye pretty heels and hello flats. But I do have hopes and total plans of moving out pretty soon and then replacing the entire shoe box with pretty high heels(#fingers crossed).

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Good Morning New Yorkers, this is your editor here and it’s time to feature a new talented blogger as promised on our entertainment home page every fourth Friday of the month. And our this month’s pick is Often Me from WordPress. The blogger has forwarded an extract from her upcoming novel “Friends, Love and Betrayals” to be showcased here. Congratulations Often Me, this is your lucky space today.

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Coffee Love

Sid take your goddamn phone. It just won’t stop buzzing. She has been calling for the last half an hour. Talk to her man,” cried out Anshuman.

Siddharth or as his friends call him Sid was playing badminton at the recreational centre when his phone kept ringing incessantly. It was a tiresome day at class and after such a long day, an hour or two at the RC refreshed him for the long night of pending assignments he had to get done.

Hello

“Hey Sid, why the hell do you keep a phone if you ain’t gonna receive calls?”

“Listen am in the middle of a match.”

“Come on phones are meant to receive, call, text-basic features. Duh!!”

“Yea but listen…”

“No you listen I suddenly have a coffee craving and the canteen sucks. Shirin’s out to visit her cousin and everybody else is busy doing I dunno what. So you are comin with me.”

“But I got…”

“No buts. Half an hour. Wait for me at the college gate. 6 sharp.”

And the line got disconnected. Sid stood there open mouthed totally numb about what just happened, not just once but every time he talked to Nina. She seemed to have an extreme over bearing power on him he failed to revolt against. At times like today he totally cursed himself for not being able to dodge her.

Refra Power, a subsidy of the renowned Refra Group, recruited hundred candidates from all over the country with different back grounds and was sent for their classroom training at a premier institute wherein the ten friends made their debut. Whoever said you don’t make friends at work must never have met this group. It wasn’t even two months into their joining the company and like some adolescence cronies they became close knit as ever sharing every part of their lives. They were ten best friends-two girls and eight boys-Shirin, Nina, Sid, Anshuman, Ravi, Gaurav, Ron, Pritam, Sushil(Jindal) and Sushil(Chatterjee).

Sid often followed Nina around like a plush pup. He got laughed at for his loss of self control but he didn’t mind. He knew Nina was a good friend. She would have perhaps done the same for him or so he liked to think. What was incomprehensible for Sid was that he couldn’t say “no” to Nina’s requests; craziness as others depicted those to be. Just like today, like every other day, he liked to think she had only asked him and nobody else. Personally. He left the game, went to his room, quickly showered and hurriedly went through the mess of clothes on the floor to dig out a clean t-shirt.

Dada aka Sushil Chatterjee was the Kumbhkaran (the Indian mythological character who could continuously sleep for six months at a stretch and stay awake eating for the rest six months) in the group. He could sleep like anything and through anything. He was named Dada for two reasons- he was a bengali and his name same as a famous cricketer, Bengali again, and nick named the same. Just post break up with his girlfriend of four years, the only thing Dada kept busy with were sleeping all day long even missing classes and when awake, watching replays of old movies and series and videos on his laptop.

Sid’s rustlings through the small three-sitter dorm room woke Dada up.

“Where to dude? Were you not supposed to complete those assignments? I have to copy yours.”

“Yeah man I am yet to get started on them.”

“Then  where are you going? Sit down at the desk and lets get your brains working.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t be long. I just have some important stuff to take care of. Will be back soon.”

“Fine. My head’s heavy with all the sleep. I need some food in my system. Am coming with you.”

Sid alarmingly jumps back at him shouting. “No! Am going out of campus.  You go to the canteen. Get a cup of tea or something. You will be fine there.”

Dada gives a skeptical look. “Are you going with someone?”

Sid timidly replies “Nina.”

Dada smirks. “Again! Carry on dude. I wouldn’t wanna be caught in the middle of two lovebirds.” And winks.

Sid protests, “It’s not a date or something but she just asked me to come along. You know how she has these sudden cravings and even Shirin’s not there to accompany her today.”

Dada breaks into a wide grin. “Dude don’t justify yourself and whoever even mentioned anything about a date. Well I suddenly lost the appetite to go out. Gonna watch the Big Bang Theory and drool over Penny. Come back soon lover boy.”

The total shy Sid turns red. He slips out of the room somehow managing a “Bye.”

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“Am a girl. I am supposed to be fashionably late” argues Nina.

“Yes of course but you were the one about the sharp 6” Sid protests.

“And it’s only 6:20. What’s the rush?”

Nina was wearing a red tank top and paired it up with black skinny denims. Her eyes seemed to be dancing around just to show off an air of carelessness and sovereignty.

“She probably isn’t beautiful but something about her is charmingly attracting. If anybody could talk through eyes, they probably must have been tutored by her,” Sid thought to himself.

Sid chuckles and hesitantly manages a “Nothing.”

Nina catches the tense air and she knows something is different about her friend. “Hey what happened? Come on tell me. Please” she insists.

Sid couldn’t manage the worried brow on her face and he lets out, “The paper on the boiler-turbine theory, well that’s due tomorrow and I haven’t started it as of yet.”

“What? Why? I mean why didn’t you tell me earlier? We could have gone some other time. Oh God how can you be so stupid!”

Sid tries protesting but gives up mid way. He knows she would keep her rants on and wouldn’t listen to anything he has to say.

Nina continues, “I have my paper ready. Let’s go back and I will help you change parts of the paper so that they don’t look copied from.”

“No need. We boys always copy; everybody knows that. Let’s get something to eat and then I can come back and take your paper.”

“Oh are you hungry? Did you skip lunch again?”

“Yea I kind of slept off the entire lunch period.”

Nina gets furious. “How can you guys be so childish? Everything has to be fed to you with a spoon. Gawd!”

The hype she creates when she gets worried for such simple things always amuses Sid. He gives an easy smile, “Come on you don’t wanna starve me or do you? Let’s go have something.”

“Yes please hurry. I just can’t believe the company got stuck with such children. However did you get the job!”

“How about CCD?”

Nina lights up, “Awesome. Coffee and grilled sandwiches. Love it. Let’s go.”

“From worried to anger to hatred to laughter probably nobody changes emotions that fast,” Sid silently thinks and chuckles. Tonight he seems quite pleased with himself for coming up with the place.

The nearest CCD outlet was just fifteen minutes walk from the institute gate. It was a cold November evening and they walked towards the café, Nina as usual relentlessly talking and Sid silently listening hanging over at each word as she uttered.

The café was quite crowded at this time of the evening and they couldn’t manage a table. But Nina was adamant at being at CCD. So they waited for around half an hour before they got a table and that too on the porch. But she was satisfied and this obvious for Sid too. They ordered and until the food arrived Nina chattered and when the food arrived she continued still. Sid didn’t mind. It seemed like that’s the best evening he could conjure up in the recent past days. He was happy to be there with her. Alone.

Nina was presently talking about her break up with Vikas, the handsome dude or so as the rest of the ladies clan in the company has been referring to and the guy whom all of the guys thought to be a douche box. Nina had been shooting questions all throughout the conversation and like all times not even pausing to get an answer for them while Sid simply meekly stared at her.

“Do you know he said he liked my eyes? He says my eyes sparkle? Do you really think they do? Is my hair dull or shiny? Do you think I should wear more perfume? He says I talk too much. But then he says he loves the way I talk.” And so it continues.

A pause and Sid manages to say, “You are better off without him. You deserve better.”

Nina lights up at that but then sinks saying, “I really liked him.”

Sid manages a flirty remark, “Did you know you have a dimple on your left cheek.”

“What!” the somewhat embarrassed Nina screams excitedly. “Are you sure? Hope it doesn’t make me look cranky. Anyways that’s enough about me. Tell me about your crush out here.”

Before Sid manages a reply, Nina lets out again, “Hey I saw you talking to that dork girl Sheila. She plays badminton right?”

Embarassed Sid somewhat manages to say, “Yes she does come to the court at times.”

With a flutter of hands in the air Nina starts apologizing, “Oh my God! I am so sorry. You must have been playing or waiting for her when I called. Why didn’t you tell me? Dude you need to speak up a little more.”

“Hey am not into her. I just talked to her that one very instant,” Sid protested.

Nina chuckles and rolls her eyes off. “Man you need to be way more extrovert than that. It’s nothing wrong to like that chick. Come on now. I’ll set you both up.”

“What now you gonna play the cupid?”

“Hey don’t underestimate my talents. Am very good at matchmaking,” Nina shines.

“Yes of course. You were Nina the drama queen and now Nina the cupid,” Sid manages nervously about his destiny to be marred by the sweet but total childish girl.

With a glowing victorious smile, Nina descends onto other topics about her past, her college and any endless thing not discussed earlier.

She a Bengali girl, very dominant along with being talkative and he a Telugu boy and actually quite the opposite in nature to her. She could keep chattering on non stop, talking relentlessly on anything and everything and at most times it did make little or no sense but he loved to hear her out. The excitement in her voice, the little sounds she would make when she talked about some far off distant lands, the soft laughter she would give on the funny thing she herself might have uttered or the sheer disappointment when she thought something didn’t turn out as she expected it to be. In all this the constant thing that made everything wonderful around her was the soft twinkle in her eyes, the way it would lit up on a happy note and the way the lights would dance about when her conversation got to the sheer point of excitement and the way his heart ached when the twinkle dimmed on a sad note. At times he got so engrossed with the smile and the eyes that he actually forgot to be a part of the conversation and that crossed her to heights. He liked her but couldn’t risk telling her. They were the best of friends and he was afraid building a relationship on that as that might actually ruin the friendship. He was afraid to lose her. Ever!

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#Daily Prompt: Viral

The Full Moon

Normally as a person I keep a very close circle, a total low profiler. I like taking into account every personal detail of the environment and horde of people around so that I willingly or even at the least unconsciously don’t hurt their feelings. Am quite down to earth and at times maybe even an introvert to a stranger or to someone outside my comfort zone. But then as the moon phases and faces the sun totally I transform. If that could be compared to shape shifters, you can call me an emotional shifter. I play, I party, I scheme and I manipulate and I do everything possible to entertain an I-show. And these I guess it’s quite evident that I added a new event to the show-I blog. But then since the posts seemingly are coming out too often as in daily I guess my moon phases faster than the general time of a fortnight and in a way am grateful to it for it lets me be me for a change from the surrounding monotony. Always happy as a chicken just out of its coop, maybe merely for a few hours but just to be let loose and pecking its favourite worm flavour from the ground and savouring it till the last bite.

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Weekly Photo Challenge : Carefree

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Carefree as a tree

Tall as a tower I stand all day and night,
Dreaming as the humans go around in their busy lives.
I give them shade with my wide spread branches,
And I give them breeze with my rustling leaves,
And nurture them with the fruits I bear.
Still they go about cutting me,bleeding me and bringing me down,
All in the name of some a few roads to link and houses to live.
And I stand there watching them carefree as they go about depleting and extincting my genre.

Anatomy of the Heart

We all have made mistakes of the heart, some speak-able and some despicable or maybe for some still in the making. There always or must have been someone in everybody’s life whom at certain point we wished never knew, a memory that never happened unless of course you are just out of a classic Walt Disney fairy tale  Since childhood we have crossed paths with many other stressed out souls as us. Some become friends, some we fall in love with only to fall out of it again until we find the next right person to take our heart away and make it their business to keep it safe and sound. Half the world’s poems and sonnets would not have materialized had all been with the right person since the inception of life forms. Matters and doings of the heart is really an irony!

What is the first reaction of a person to a heart break; may that be a heart break due to a lover’s feud or a friend’s back stab? The first sign of distraught and we always start searching for the scapegoat to put all our blames on. At times totally justified and mostly unwarranted to the person meted out but then it’s not our fault for being biased as in not deciding and meting our fate on the total wrong person. It was all the fault of the heart. Even science can vouch for that! According to the scientific society, the heart is a hollow muscular organ of a somewhat conical shaped tapering towards the end and tilted towards the left portion of the body. Hollow as in the totally clueless and mindless things it does as in being befriending up the total wrong person and falling blindly in love with another such ill creed. That makes some sense perhaps. And tilted towards one side totally reads biased-ness.

There is nothing to be ashamed of having such unruly affairs of the heart. Isn’t it said that failures are the stepping stones of success. Literally to say it is all about putting a strong keel on our happy go lucky boat of life. Maybe these to-be-forgotten once in a lifetime mishappens are just a drift to direct us into the happy open arms of our Prince Charming.

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The Dolphin Story

Dolphin-Wallpaper-1080pIs there any of us who hates the dolphin? I guess none. We all love it, adore it. Some even go to the extent of having dreams of swimming with the dolphin. But what actually is it that takes us or actually attracts us towards this amphibian and sets it up high on a pedestal above all the other amphibians? Is it the streamlined body shape that attracts us? Well don’t all fishes have that same structure! Or is it the bulge of the trunk portion that actually makes us much closer to it? It can eat all it wants and never fear about the overwhelming tummy and the snide and sneering of the ever judging society. Have you wondered about a size zero dolphin? Imagine this.

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Ok fine still adorable!

We all want to swim with the dolphins, shell a few dollars out even to do that but in society a bit bulky is like she eats like a pig perhaps. Duh!! Feed the pig on half its ration and it still will be as bulky as it always has been. Common sense or maybe genetics/ science or Gods creation, take a pick. But whichever it is dolphins are dear and pigs aren’t.

images (3)1Yes of course some people do keep pigs as pet but sure as hell come any feast more than half the world would love to roast it out and have it served drippy delicious on a platter. But have you ever been served a dolphin? Try even joking about it and God bless you if you didn’t get a call from the over anxious and totally protective wild life preservation society. A friend of mine argued that dolphins’ smooth soft skin along with its mild timid soft eyes are the reason of its high soaring popularity and attractiveness. Really? Well even dogs have that eyes and about the body structure don’t they share similarities with the sharks and whales! You wouldn’t ever go swimming with the sharks or would you? That would be Steven Spielberg Jaws–my version. That too aggressive in pointing out; fine eels have smooth silky skin, have fun or dream swimming with them. Not that pleasant eh! 

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But whatever be it I myself don’t deny having a soft corner for the amphibian though. But whoa not swimming with them or even getting close to them, least even touching them with a single finger. My version–pets are animals and are always better kept at the zoo. You put them in your house, chain them and occasionally take them out for walks and that’s the exact same thing done at the zoo, isn’t? And better there at zoo as at least they have other animals to interact with and not just humans/creatures that walk on two feet and dress weirdly and make the pets do weird stuffs as fetching newspaper and balls along with added incentive of being judgmental about not littering around the house.

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Yes of course that does stir the heart and melt it and nobody says no to that obvious. But wait have you ever tried the tiger eyes maybe they too look the same before you get into the dark insides of its stomach! 

Coming back to the dolphin love I don’t hate the poor creature nor am I against them given a whimsically higher hierarchical domination in the human heart than whales and sharks but then rounding it up to just say that some animals are just good as in pictures or as showpieces or maybe as and when crafted in jewelry pieces. I fist grew this dolphin love when I set my eyes on a beautiful set of gold earrings bejeweled with two small diamonds on the eyes. If ever just one word could describe as that is “magnificent”. The saddest part to this love story being I was just a teenager and alas not with a financial security to get the pair into my ear lobes. This unsatisfied love grew till it was unbearable and insatiable onto finally one day when just a while back I found a little something which may be not much as compared to the teenage first great jewel love but something close enough and replaceable to that or maybe at least another dolphin jewel piece. 

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First love is never forgotten but can always be replaced by a great love or so they say. I am in the process to healing and filling that void perhaps quite refreshingly at the moment. 

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