In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Grateful and Guilty.”
Whether it’s a trashy TV show, extra-pulpy fiction, or nutrient-free candy, write a thank-you note to your guiltiest guilty pleasure.
Oh well, There are so many “guilty pleasures” that I honestly do not know where to start !!
Having said that, I guess the worst of them is being addicted to snacks and sweets. I had taken the trouble to understand and stick to a diet and maintain an exercise regime in early 2013. In the space of 6 months I lost almost 13 kgs. It was an achievement as far as I was concerned. And I was proud of it. The dedication and motivation involved, added to the fact that I was happy with the way I looked and felt, made me stop as I reached for the twin culprits. I kept the weight constant for another 6 months.My friends and family often told me they liked the plumper me but I was sure I liked the leaner one!!
I so love these stairs which I descend every single day – the old world charm is still intact.. at times I feel I should peel off the white paint ….
A sharp descent that interested me on a road trip…
You step into an acquaintance’s house for the first time, and discover that everything — from the furniture, to the books, to the art on the wall — is identical to your home. What happens next?
I stepped on to the porch to ring the bell but saw that the door was open. As I entered, I saw the sofa in the same spot as it was in my house. Why, even the color was the same!
I sat down gingerly, waiting for the lady of the house, who I had come to meet, to make an appearance.It was late. But this had to be discussed and I had decided to visit her even at this late hour on my way home.
My eyes wandered over the walls. The painting on the opposite wall looked very familiar. It was a scene depicting the war in Mahabharat the Indian epic. I had a similar one too. The curtains were the same shade as the ones I had in my drawing room. Even the crystal piece on the center table appeared very familiar. What was Happening? It was uncanny.
Minutes passed. There was no one in the drawing room. I went out and rang the bell. Perhaps no one knew I was there.
Lo n behold!!! My housekeeper came from the kitchen. “Yes, Mam? ” “What are you doing here?” I asked. “Why, Mam? Have you given me a day off?” She looked as perplexed as I was feeling.
Light dawned . I suddenly realised why everything was so familiar – I was in my own house.
It was 31 Dec 2020 and I had had one too many!!!! Happy New Year!!
Prompt: 10 minutes. You and your keyboard (or smartphone. Or tablet. Or pen and paper). No pauses, no edits, no looking back: it’s free-write time!
This was the first time I had heard of it – a Blood Moon – a rare lunar eclipse that would turn the moon red. A rare event, it is even rarer in that we were witness to a Tetrad – a series of 4 Blood Moons through a 2 year period. To put in perspective, such an event has occurred only twice before in the past 500 years!! Awesome, or what?
I gained this knowledge form my son at the lunch table and was intrigues. Though the part of the world we are in at present ( Chennai in India) was not exactly among the favored sites to watch this phenomenon from, we decided to give it a try and found that Moon Rise was at 5.54pm, at Chennai. We traipsed off to the beach – The Marina Beach – to have a look-see. This was just a few minutes before the moon was to exit the darkest part of the Earth’s shadow at 6.05 pm.