Really, I am beyond myself with happiness! I wish to dance on the clouds and sing in the air… I can’t believe I have a hundred people beside me in this journey of blogging world!
It hasn’t been a month even, but the days had been truly well. I had met so many amazing persons, became friends with so many amazing people and came to know so many interesting facts!
I really can’t tell how grateful and happy am I!
Thank you, K Rawson, for hosting What Pegman Saw ( https://whatpegmansaw.com/2019/07/13/great-yarmouth-uk/ )
It felt great, as always!
Luckily, when we entered the dimly-lit inn, it was almost deserted. Just a half-asleep worker behind the counter.
“Good!” said Nathan in a hushed whisper, “So what’s the next plan?”
“Just act as if we are mere tourists,” I said.
“Good inn, mate!” said Nathan to the man in the counter, “Old fashioned, huh?”
The man mumbled something and then asked in a hoarse voice, “What ye want?”
That was rude, I know but there wasn’t time to complain.
“Bacon, “ I began but was interrupted by a strong tug in the shoulder.
“Look over there, Al,” Nathan pointed to a stranger sitting at the farthest corner, holding a glass with his slender fair fingers.
His long hair was tied in a ponytail and a dark cape hit his shoulder. He was prince, it seemed, pursuing or escaping a dark secret.
Good, then there are darker men than us.
These days, poetry has given me a new language to express myself. Every thought, every emotions, every feelings can be expressed through it.
Alex Tyson Carey’s courage at the 2nd semi-final of the ICC Cricket Tournament really shook my heart. And at last I’ve got a way to express it.
Dedicated to Carey,
Courage is not bragging
Or boasting in front of the world,
Nor it is a miracle
Promising no falls—
But it is, indeed, a promise
To get up back again,
To put on a smile
In front of sadness and pain;
To be level head
In the darkest of days,
To shine like a star,
In the darkest of nights;
To fight,
To fight on till the end;
And if defeat comes,
Accepting it the gallant way.
For anyone who wishes to know more about the courage shown by the Australian wicket keeper-batsman, here is a link:
Have a great day and weekend ahead!
Thank you Rochelle for creating this exciting challenge of Friday Fictioneers!
When I saw it for the first time, I thought it was some sort of stupid building made for show. But it was during a windy summer day when I finally discovered the secrets beneath it.
It was there, in the middle of a uncannily deserted road, burning up in the sun. I was messing up with it, trying to find the “mysteries” behind it. It was then I had found out the swirling stairs hidden beneath this structure leading to the place of highly technological place of giants. And guess what? They had giant phones and came over here at midnight to charge them!
I am really sorry for this stupid little tale. It’s actually a part of a larger series called “Discoveries of Jos, Far and Wide” I’m so gloomy that can’t really use my words well. Thanks for reading!
I don’t really know where to begin for I’ve been bottling these emotions since a long time ago and constantly arguing with myself, “Oh, that’s nothing to worry!”
It all started back in the beginning of the ICC World Cup 2019. I and my younger sister were supporting Australia, New Zealand and England to star in the matches. However, I don’t live in either of the places, and the country to where I belong is also a cricket-playing nation. So every day, we —I and my sister— showered with scorns about supporting some ‘foreign countries’.
I’ve lost count of how many times we have been hearing this. My poor sister is suffering much more than me perhaps because she’s more outspoken than me.
Almost everyone, every near and dear ones too, have turned against us. They think we are just petty traitors who love the “foreign” teams, instead of our motherland, just because they are fair and good-looking.
But this is not true, and neither is it justified. I don’t really believe in the concept of countries where you divide our world just on some political basis. If I were to acknowledge some place as ‘motherland’, then it would be nothing other than the Earth.
“Remember, no men are strange, no countries foreign”
No Men Are Foreign, James Kirkup
I agree exactly with the great poet James Kirkup. This world belongs to everyone sharing it. Every fellow human being is our brother. So why can’t we choose a few of our brothers against others? Why should something like political boundaries come in between something as infinite as love?
I like Australia, New Zealand and England cricket team because they are good teams. Because the players are interesting. Because I am mesmerized by their personalities. Nothing to do with their skin colour or looks!
There is one particular girl in my sister’s class who constantly mocks my sister as ‘Traitor’. One day, it’s okay. But day after day, it does not remain friendly any more. Unfortunately and coincidently, that girl’s elder sister studies in my class. Just a few days ago she was indirectly trying to imply that ‘It’s our culture to lick other’s boots’.
We two are trying our best not to express our dark feelings on being called a traitor. We are not angry, not in the least, but really hurt. Every day the fogs of pain and discomfort and sadness hover in our hearts. In this dark moments, we are trying to find hope in our fictional friends. They give us strength and hope…
Thank you, everyone, for reading this.
I wanted to scream out to the world about my feelings and that’s what I am doing right now. Perhaps this is my longest post so far and I am truly thanking everyone who has given their time to listen to this emotional outburst.
Thank you so much, Orkidedatter, (http://orkidedatter.wordpress.com/) for being so supportive and kind and amazing! Thank you for nominating me in 3.2.1 Quote me too!
At first, let me thank you deeply, Ilona Madam (http://easydiet.blog/) for nominating me! This is my very first award… 🙂
Whenever I wish to have a bit of refreshment, I just turn on her amazing blog! There are so many lovely pictures, posts and thoughts…
I can’t express my gratitude to such a pretty, amazing and talented blogger like you… Thank you again!
1. Thank the blogger(s) who nominated you.
2. Share 11 facts about yourself.
3. Answer the 11 questions the blogger(s) asked you.
4. Nominate 11 bloggers and make them happy!!
5. Make up to 11 questions and ask them to your nominees!
6. Notify your 11 nominees.
Thank you again for your lovely nomination, Ilona. It really made my day 🙂
Do you have more faith in your own ability or God?
Both. But when every hope gets faded… then it’s Him. (but I truly believe, God is in every human. So maybe, I’ve a little part of Him, too 🙂 )
Do you like the security of a job or freedom and creativity of an entrepreneur?
Security.
Are you more of an indoor or outdoor person?
A quite lazy indoor type. But I love hiking in the hilly pine woods too.
What is your favourite pastime?
Reading, writing, drawing, blogging and most of all, family time 🙂
Are you a spendthrift or the saving kind?
Very much the saving kind. If not for me, then for Mother Nature.
What do you like more, reading or writing?
I think they both go hand in hand… When I read, I want to write and when I write, I want to read. 🙂
Do you think we are doomed?
Sorry to be pessimistic…. but yes.
Who do you love more : children or pets?
Little cutey children 🙂
If you were left alone in a house without internet connectivity, how long do you think, you will last?
A long, long time, I guess.
Are you a balanced person? If not, what is the imbalance about?
Very, very imbalanced! 🙂 I don’t really know when is the right time to do the right thing…
What would you choose: the promise of a simple healthy life v/s lots of money, with health challenges?
Simple little life 🙂
I’m sorry for being so late… but thank you again, Ilona Madam!
I don’t know why, but it seems, writing has somehow come in my blood. I really loved to write since a long time ago but now, it seems I can’t live without writing… And nowadays, it seems to me, poetry is one of the best way to express emotions and feelings. And perhaps that’s why I’m writing so many of them! (Most of them are really nothing more than scribbles, though 🙂 but I still like to write) Today, in literature class, I wrote one too.
Sitting at a corner,
With a frown in my face,
Musing, brooding,
Thinking, moody,
Can’t get hold of this race
Of thoughts in my mind.
I don’t know why,
But a shallow mist of sadness,
Hovers over my heart.
Worries apart,
I tell myself and sigh,
My mind is an absolute mess!
Thoughts, dreams and voices sever,
All my concentration.
Oh, I’m so absent-minded forever!
Previous page at https://verbalcreation.home.blog/2019/07/06/diary-of-kain-page-3/
Dear Diary,
I know, day by day, my entries to you are getting fewer and fewer… I am really sorry for that but you see, we are so busy about our shifting! It really pains me, to think we can’t live in this valley anymore. I can’t run in the soft grasses in the meadows, I can’t ramble all day long or watch the sunrise and sunset over the hues of the hills… Every day, my parents are taking tours on carts to the Linnet Town and shifting bit by bit. I am alone at home, most of the times, clearing attic and sheds.
Today, however, I have skipped most of my chores. Why? Today is ICC World Cup 1st semi-finals! India vs New Zealand! I am praying to God that New Zealand wins! Speaking of the world cup, I have already made a new friend at Linnet Town! He is a Euclonic (a different religion) but loves the World Cup just as much as I do! He is supporting Australia and said, if the Aussies lost, he would die. Isn’t it too much? He is 20 year old and much older than me. I too wish Aussies would win the World Cup. Either NZ or England can be runner-up. Really, these fellows from Earth have invented such interesting games… Why don’t we have such in our Cygnet? But luckily I’ve heard, in Linnet Town, every year they have a Dragon Race. Now that would be interesting! Oh, I am excited and disappointed at the same time.
By the way, I had found a rusty tin box in our shed. After my parents return, I’ll open it. Maybe it’s just a piece of old junk but I believe there’s some adventure in it!
Cheers,
Yours,
Kain
Recently, I have been having a wonderful talk with Steve from http://stevescountry.wordpress.com/
His blog is amazing and certainly one of the most creative blogs I’ve ever seen!
Thank you so much for your time and conversations! I am so glad to have met you!
Greetings to Muffin too!
Den of Dreams 