Auditing a Nursery Rhyme


We have all learnt many nursery rhymes in our childhood, when those small poems would transport us to a whole new world where there would be an old Mc’Donald with his farm and many animals, A hot cross bun seller, A mouse climbing up a clock or a little Mary with her lamb.

I was always fascinated to peek through these small poems which would open up something new every time. Now IBMC #08 called ‘The Nursery Rhyme Challenge‘made me revisit all those nursery rhymes again, the way I used to see them and many queries my inquisitive mind used to have. This challenge needs me to pick up one such rhyme and make a new interpretation of it.

I went a lot of them all over again, some by memory and some through google.The rhyme which brought back many memories was ‘Humpty-Dumpty’and I knew this was the one I was doing a post about!

And because we are now going to be transported into nursery all over again, don’t forget to be a bit crazy, because nursery is nothing but fun! 😜

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When integrity is rewarded


I was going through the newspaper the other day, when a tiny news item in ‘By the way’ column of ‘The Tribune’ caught my attention. This was small but something positive, a contrast to all the negativity in the headlines.  It described how ‘exemplary honesty and professional integrity’ shown by staff was rewarded along with talent. The article, with appropriate reference, and my view points on it have been discussed  below:

 

 

Corporates. Aspirations. Success. Profit. Promotions.

In this story, everything is quite synonymous with the above charateristics of corporate world, except the reason behind giving a promotion. For a change, (and a good one at that), It is a reward for upholding and maintaining ethical values in the time we live in. Read More

For life and beyond..


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Reva stood admiring the picture hanging above a wooden counter at Girl’s hostel. That was it! That was the place she wanted to go all her life but never could. This was the place she wanted her dream house to be, overlooking the sunset, with its various pinkish orange hues illuminating the sky and the pale lake. “What a beautiful lake..”, She thought. She imagined herself standing at the wooden and breathing in the aura of the place, amidst the gushes of cool wind playing with her open hair, away from the rut of life. She stood with her eyes closed, as tears trickled down her pale cheeks.

“Tring-tring, Tring-tring”, sudden ringing of the telephone kept on the table top brought her back into reality. The loud noise irked her to the core and she looked here and there wishing someone to come and receive the call. When no one came into the sight, Reva reluctantly picked it up, still teary eyed. Before could muster a ‘hello’ in a normal tone, a scratchy and hoarse voice from the other end began speaking, almost in whispers, as if for her ears, only her ears..

“In,
search of skin,
color no matter,
brighter or darker,
tell no one,
I will take someone,
Ssssshhhhh!
–  ghost, me!”

“Ahh! You are a ghost too!! Thank god, thank god. Someone to help me out of this. But how do you takeover someone else’s body? I’m new to all this, you  see.” , the excitement in Reva’s voice was obvious.

“You- you..are not afraid?!” The voice thundered in same scratchy tone, but this time using all its strength to speak.

Oblivious to the query, Reva was lost in her own excitement, “How did you dial a number? I can’t remember anyone’s number since I woke up”, She had a lot of questions. “And do your fingers work as before? Mine don’t seem to be…. ” Reva was complaining now, looking at her palm. There was no reply from the other side. “Hello, heelloo..are you listening?”, Reva was confused at the sudden silence.

She peeked in from the landline’s receiver and saw a young lad, probably in his early twenties,  standing by the support of a wooden counter and drawing long breaths. He was trying to remain steady by keeping his hand on the table for support. The receiver of his telephone was dangling down the length of the table. Why was he so spooked out?

She struggled out of the receiver saying, “Wohoo! What happened?” Read More

The Young Adults Club


Hi!

This story  is in response to the Incredible Blogger Marathon Challenge #5 called ‘The Not So Quite Quote Challenge’. Its requirements are as follows:

“There are five quotes given to you.You need to use all the five quotes a stitch a story. A short story which uses all of them. 

Quote 01: I am confused at times. Should I sound? Should I echo?

Quote 02: You need not answer all the questions! You can just laugh and laugh again.

Quote 03: Thoughts – they do what we don’t ask for!

Quote 04: I knew it! That I don’t know!

Quote 05: At times, we pretend to think on one and actually think everything else!”

Ladies and gentlemen, presenting to you the not so quite quote story,

THE YOUNG ADULTS CLUB

“Welcome to the Young Adults Club!

Are you searching for possible solutions to yours problems?

Are you tired of being pushed around by others?

Are you looking for company and friends?

Are you in pursuit of happiness?

If yes, then you are at the right place!

If not, then you are warmly welcomed as an advisor to the group.

Come on, let’s share burdens and spread smiles!

Every Wednesday @5:30 pm”

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Ek Kissa..


Hello!

Here I am completing the fourth task of the ‘Incredible Blogger Marathon Challenge’ called Hunt a Haiku. For this, I have written a reminiscential episode in Hindi based on the haiku I chose.

The challenge goes like this:

Given to you are five haiku’s. Pick any one and write your interpretation to it. You can build a story and make the haiku part of it. You can continue the haiku and make another poem out of it. Let the creativity wander and hunt it down the way you want.

I chose Haiku 02, which is: 

the sun will set slow
people go home for shelter
sun will rise again

Interpretation: To me, the haiku suggests how monotonous and mechanical our lives have become today. Each morning we get up, sprint to our work places and then after another hectic day, retreat to our homes, complete many house hold tasks, eat and sleep only to get up the next day, and repeat the same routine like a clockwork mouse. The zeal with which the work and life was earlier lived is lost somewhere in this race against time. This way of life has become so deeply rooted in our minds that we do not even notice how far we keep sinking into this rut, ignoring our body, health and relationships. 

My story for this challenge is based in the above theme, poignantly highlighting the eye-opening meet of the protagonist with herself and her relationships. Hope you will be able to relate with the emotions and experiences she goes through, in my first writeup in Hindi 🙂 Read More

Risk for a random


Hello!

Here I am completing the third task of the ‘Incredible Blogger Marathon Challenge’. It goes like this:

It’s a challenge to see how random can you be. Write ten sentences where there is no connection to each other. Go as random as you can get. Show the creativity in the paragraph and surprise the reader. The story sure need not make any sense. But must sure give a laugh to the reader.

My thoughts on the task and the task itself is presented to you in my hand below:

Hey you, now that you have finshed reading that, could you please flash those dazzling white teeth of yours, for me?

Thank you. You just helped me complete the last requirement of the task! Keep smiling 😉

And so, the task is done and here goes the completion logo. Yay!

Randomness redefined

Freezing a foto


Hi! 

This is Incredible Blogger Marathon Challenge #02 called ‘Freeze a foto’ and I’m game!

For this challenge, I need to pick up a photograph and describe the memories associated with it. The length of the description can be wisely decided. (I simply love this line- no more word limits, just my wise decisions! 😈)

Okay, Freezing a photograph…well, that should be easy, the only challenge here is to zero in on a photograph!

After a lot of searching, shortlisting, deciding, again rejecting and then finally settling on one (phew!), I present the following ‘foto’ and memories of it in my own hand:



Hope that took you back to your own memories lane…

So, the task is done and here goes the completion logo. Yay!

A photograph has been freezed!

When I see you…


​Hey!

Hargun is back and I’m participating in a challenge called ‘Incredible Blogger Marathon Challenge’. It’s a series of ten tasks to be completed within 15 days with a maximum of 3 completed tasks a day.

Here goes IBMC #01:

The first challenge is to write a paragraph of 100 words (around and approximate) by selecting any one of the below mentioned topics.

  1. Writing About the Rights
  2. The Cool and the Fool
  3. I am and so I am
  4. Mark of the Destiny
  5. Shoulder of Support
  6. My Way, My Stay
  7. When I See You
  8. Tick Tock Tick Tock
  9. Fly High
  10. The Perfect Match

                                    When I see you

Hundred words paragraph?! I never understand why they limit words, emotions and stories into word limits.  Its always a challenge restrict the free flow of ideas(oh, maybe that’s why!)Anyways, the count is 35 words now and I need to select a topic fast! Okay, I like sound of ‘The Cool and the Fool’ but then ‘Fligh high’ reminds me of my many captures of birds souring high against the sunset. Ah, memories! Wait, did I write Fly as ‘Fligh’ in my reverie? Is that a sigh? Tick tock tick tock, my word limit is up!

Summary: This is what happens when you are still seeing, analysing and deciding on the topics and your word limit gets exhausted. 

Author’s note: This best way to describe this para is ‘When I see you, IBMC #01’ and hence the title. I basically liked three topics, like you read above(2, 8 and 9th)and I did not want to leave any one. So I clubbed them all somehow! You can be sure the title came into the post after the paragraph  😉

So, I officially completed the first challenge and here goes the logo announcing the same. Stay tuned for the rest! 

A paragraph has been phrased!

Through my Lens-36


Hi there!
Welcome to TML, a series where I share my encounters with nature and its various creations- animate or inanimate through photographs.

This time it were birds, lots of them. Racing. And It was pretty tough to catch them in motion!
But it was pretty cool to witness the event and cover it too 😜

There were many participants, and all looked the same. They started together, with an aim to circle this  building.

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Wanna race?

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Through my Lens-35


Hello!
Welcome to TML- a series where I bring forth how I see the world, all captured in photographs. Sometimes these shots behold memories attached to them and at other times, many observations I made. They can also be of the time I chanced upon latent beauty in an ordinary overlooked object. Yet, They will always be a part of me, and I’ll be right there in the backdrop, showing you the world through my lens.

Here goes the picture for the week:

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Walking along blissful paths

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In the lap of nature

These pictures were taken last year at Mussoorie, Uttrakhand. This stretch comes on the way to company garden and if you are going by foot or on a rickshaw, there are high chances you will enjoy this serenity.

For me, This scene was almost like a one out of stories I had read of hills and their beauty – a perfect scenery, lined with trees, resonating with chirping of birds and gushes of exhilarating pure hill air. It was a refreshing experience to view it from close quarters, especially when one is accustomed to seeing traffic and pollution each day. This stretch was short but the one of best I have ever come across!

Hope you liked the click. Have a great week ahead!