Day 8 – Dream-catchers

This is a 365 days Challenge… Each day I will be writing about different random things.If you think it is fun you can certainly join this challenge.
All you have to do,
1. Post the name of the blog that inspired you to take up this challenge
2. Do link your post to my blog so that we learn to appreciate each other.

#8 – Dream-catchers

Don’t be pushed by your problems, be led by your dreams…

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Do you know what a Dream-catcher is…
They say it protects by filtering your bad dreams and letting the good ones to pass through.

They are fascinating little things making me wonder “How were these beautiful things made and the story behind it”.
So when I did my little research, I found extremely interesting facts and captivating stories.

Read on, If you want to know more…

First, there is no definite story on how they evolved. There are many different versions with time. Let me tell you two different stories.

Story one

A chief whose child became awfully sick with a fever had terrible nightmares. A medicine woman made him a dream catcher by copying the pattern of a spider web. Instead of catching flies, the dream catcher would catch the bad dreams. When nightmares came for the child, they were caught in the strands of sinew. But good dreams were able to pass through the web and follow the feather down to the child.
In the morning, the sun rays would burn away the bad dreams that were caught on the dream catcher.

The other story goes like this…

Another legend tells the tale of a spider weaving its web in a window while a grandmother watched from her bed. When her grandson tried to squash the spider, the woman stopped him. The spider, grateful that her life was spared, gifted the grandmother with the web and told her that it would catch all of her bad dreams but let the good dreams through.

Intriguing isn’t it…

Here are some interesting facts about them
• Dream catchers have been around over thousand years
• Over 300,000 people a month search information on dream catchers
• Over 17 million dream catchers are sold every year
• The natives that first began making dream catchers spoke a language called Ojibwe which nobody speaks to this day.
• The tribe that invented dream catchers called it an “Asabikeshiinh” which means spider
• 1 in every 18 homes in the United States owns a dream catcher.
• Dream catchers design has not changed in over 1000 years, they differ in style but the original design still lives on today.
• Bigger dream catchers are said to protect the whole family rather than individual people.
• No study has ever proven dream catchers do work, but no study has shown that they don’t work.

Well, it was indeed interesting to write about Dream-catchers…

Now I’m going to get one…

How about you?


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Day 7 – The Rocket-ship

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#7 – The Rocket-ship

If you’re offered a seat on a rocket ship. Don’t ask what seat. Just get on…

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Spaceships, Rockets, and Aliens have always been a captivating subject mostly to all of us.
When I found out that today’s prompt was Rocket-ship I thought of telling something fascinating and intriguing.

 

55 years ago a small rocket took off from the outskirts of a small village. A small church dedicated to St Mary Magdalene was located on the Earth’s magnitude. Few young Scientists approached the Reverend who lived in a house adjacent to the church. When they asked him permission to acquire the church and the nearby land for their space project, the Reverend requested them to attend the Sunday mass where he could ask the parishioners for their opinion. These young scientists belonging to different religions they attended the Sunday mass eagerly waiting for their answer.

At the Sunday mass, the bishop explained the parishioners the importance of the scientific mission and what it would bring the country. Hearing the Reverend’s words they agreed and granted permission. The village people moved to a neighboring village and a church was built while the old church became the workplace and the Bishop’s house was turned into an office.

These young scientists with a little funding but with a lot of dreams started assembling their first rocket. In the initial stages that village didn’t have a canteen and hence the young scientists along with the engineers cycled to the main town to have their breakfast and dinner packing the lunch along with them. Weekdays were spent busily working on the rocket ship while on the weekends they would go to the beach or catch up on an old Hollywood movie.

Once the assembling is done they would be carried on bicycle and bullock carts to the launching pad. It was through this time that India first launched a Nike-Apache rocket supplied by NASA.

The village was named Thumba in the outskirts of Thiruvananthapuram and the surprise element is APJ Abdul Kalam sir was also a part of that crew.

Now isn’t that a fascinating story to tell…


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Day 6 – Eye Contact

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All you have to do,
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#6 – Eye Contact

Some eyes sparkle from the inside out…

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Today I’m posting a brief from one my stories that I have written and hidden in the corner of my bookshelf.

With no further delay here it comes…

Do read and leave a comment below, it will help me certainly to grow…

 

“This is the final boarding call for the British Airways… ”
was heard loud and clear.
She knew she had to leave but the pair of eyes that were looking at her never made her move an inch. Her legs were frozen to the ground and she could hardly walk. She never thought she would ever feel this way.

She wished time would be still or even reverse, neither of which is possible at all. Those eyes were fixed on her. Tears made her vision blurry she didn’t want to break down in front of all them especially not in front of that particular pair of eyes. people around her were bidding bye and kissing away their loved ones. They always say Airports sees a lot of sincere kisses and tearful adieus.

There was no time left she got to leave now. She walked up to the eyes which were still looking at her. She never wanted to see them in pain but she was left with no choice. She kissed him on the cheeks and made one last eye contact before she walked away.

Never looking back…


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Day 5 – Food

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#5 – Food

Laughter is brightest in the place where the food is.

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Food a universal language that connects people no matter who you are or where you are from.

Yes! its about food food food… YAY!

Today since its food.
I would love to share a simple yet the yummiest food recipe of south India though I’m not a food blogger.

Yet I couldn’t resist myself from spreading this recipe.
Because I’m a super big fan of DOSA ❤

For those of you who are confused with the term “Dosa”.
Dosa is a type of pancake from the Indian subcontinent, made from a fermented batter which is kind of similar to the crepe.

 

Recipe
For the batter:
2 cups rice
1 cup urad dal
1 tsp fenugreek seeds
oil as required

How to make plain dosa:

Soak rice, dal and fenugreek for 6 hours.
Then grind them to a fine thin batter by adding little water.
Add salt to it and leave it covered for 12 hours for fermentation.
Now heat a non-stick pan and spread 1 tbsp of the batter on the whole of the pan.
Grease all the corners and then cook it on the other side also.
Sprinkle little water on the pan and wipe it with a clean cloth before making each dosa.
Serve them hot with sambhar and chutney.

Go on try it and let me know if you are fan of Dosa too… 


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Day 4 – Dancing

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1. Post the name of the blog that inspired you to take up this challenge
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#4 – Dancing

Dancing with the feet is one thing but dancing with the heart is another…

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Dancing necessarily doesn’t mean moving the leg or shaking your body. It can also mean a transition between two pairs of eyes.

I had already mentioned in my previous post what one train journey could do…

This is one such post where the dance didn’t happen by the tapping of the feet nor by playing the music loud. It can simply be between two pairs of beautiful eyes.

Go on and read…

A short poem on one such amazing travel.

The shifting and searching
While the Heartbeats were racing
Peeking through the congested crowd
trying to find the deep brown glossy glaze
And when the darting eyes met the flashy ones
A beautiful dance began in the crowded train
Made it worth traveling in a million ways…

 

A lot can happen in one train journey.


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Day 3 – The vessel

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#3 – The vessel

The Vessel: Write about a ship or other vehicle that can take you somewhere different from where you are now.

 

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“There’s something about the sound of a train that’s very romantic and nostalgic and hopeful”

It is beautiful yet somehow fascinating to travel on a train. Of course, it isn’t fancier like the airplanes that fly high or the ships that sail deep.
Its steep, narrow, compartmented just like most of us. The more you travel on it the more you get to enjoy it. Just like people, the more you talk and spend the time they reveal more and you naturally connect with them.

Train travels are similar to life. They sometimes pass through dark tunnels, not one or two but seldom quite a few to reach some destination. When we did know and were so sure that these few dark tunnels take us to our destination why is it we blame life when it throws in a few dark tunnels why aren’t we sure that it will eventually lead us to the light?

Another interesting thing about the train journeys is you get to meet interesting people get to hear different stories and different versions of opinions. Traveling by train doesn’t make you feel jetlagged or seasick They aren’t short trips and mostly not that expensive. Well, of course, there are ones that are expensive and still would give you the most to remember.

Traveling in train makes you fall in love with traveling, admire the landscapes that quietly pass by and drinking some steaming cup of coffee or chai that those busy vendors sell compartment by compartment with a lot of patience.

For some, it can be an inevitable journey
some might even fall in love at first sight,
while some try to forget the one they loved
For some, it might be the journey of a lifetime
and some might be taking their important decisions of life
while some might be escaping from their busy monotonous world

And that’s what makes it a travel worth for many years to come
Seemingly I have met some beautiful and strange people in amazing short and long train journeys which hold memories worth for a lifetime.

Do let me know what is your favorite mode of travel???


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Day 2 – The Unrequited love poem…

This is a 365 days Challenge… Each day I will be writing about different random things.If you think it is fun you can certainly join this challenge.
All you have to do,
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#2 – The Unrequited love poem

What’s meant to be will always find its way

Always… 

 

Have you ever fell in love and been a loss for words or has it been the opposite?

A mix of Love with words have always been a lethal combination.

And for day 2 here is my mix 🙂

 

 

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When I walked into the room

Crowded with people and sound

I found a pair of eyes

That froze me to the ground

You just struck me

Right through the core

In every curve and every pound

You ignited the fire

That made me simply burn

I was instantly in paradise

And couldn’t find the path to return

You were all that I wanted

You are all that I need

To be forever in love with you

Is how powerful love can be… 


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Day 1: Outside the Window…

This is a 365 days Challenge… Each day I will be writing about different random things.If you think it is fun you can certainly join this challenge.
All you have to do,
1. Post the name of the blog that inspired you to take up this challenge
2. Do link your post to my blog so that we learn to appreciate each other.

 

#1 – Outside the Window
(Tip for you to inspire and write: What’s the weather outside your window doing right now? If that’s not stimulating, what’s the weather like somewhere you wish you could be?)

 

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Have you seen through the iron rods your gaze shifting on the glass pane and out through the window?

When your mind is a crowded marketplace and your heart is filled with chaos.When things are not easy to do or the path seems unclear. When the world seems tough to handle or when choices are not easy to be made. When you wish you never grew up or when you feel the weight of your shoulders push you down. When running seems the only choice or when escaping into a fantasy seems the solution. When expectations are more than giving could be. When the situations are daunting or when the circumstances ask for more…

All you have to do is
Look out through the Window…


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365 Days Writing Challenge

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“Start writing, no matter what. The water does not flow until the faucet is turned on”.

When I told myself that I’m all set to take up a challenge for 365 days  in writing.
I had this small voice asking me tiny little questions like “Will it be interesting? Will I post every day? Will I make time for it?” and so on…
But I just pushed aside all those questions and am going to give it a shot.

For the upcoming 365 creative prompts I will be posting stories, poems, heart aches, something that happened or that I came across, or may be something about life…

It simply can be anything…

If anyone out there wishes to take up this challenge, you are more than welcome and trust me it is completely FUN!

Just don’t forget to leave your link in the comment section. I would love to read them

There is no winner or loser… It’s just about being consistent

Do leave your comments below

and stay tuned…


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A 45 minutes drive with a stranger…

Sometimes trusting someone is like a life or death situation… 

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Though she always takes the train to work, this time she had to use a different transportation. Her workplace had been temporarily shifted to a different location. There was a huge event coming up and they had to work on the site. The change did make her feel good but the transportation service made it difficult.

The work pressure was increasing as the event dates were nearing and it was indeed too much to handle. Sleepless nights were spent on n number of coffees also by travelling to and fro. The team generally started stretching their work hours preparing inevitably to make the event possible and a sure success.

One such day she had to stretch, for the work was not finished and she didn’t want it to be left undone. She finally got her work finished for the day and analysed things that had to be done the next day, having wrapped it up she left for home. As usual, she took her mobile phone to book a taxi. After two minutes of watching the line travel between the dots, she managed to book one. The estimated time for the cab to arrive showed 7 minutes. After a quick refresh which took up 4 minutes, she walked towards the main entrance.

She waited in front of the gate, watching her stand alone the night guard on duty stood outside the gate giving her a moral support. A smile was exchanged between them. After a minute or two, the cab arrived a little shabby and it’s windows rolled down. Seeing the car number she got in. He asked for the OTP number and she dictated it to him. He punched in the numbers and the drive began.

The 5 minutes silence was broken by the sound of the window pane closing. The driver switched on the A.c, she was watching out of the window, seeing the vehicles passing by and the voice of the driver distracted her.
“Are you from Chennai?” he asked
Though she had a little hesitation to answer the question, she still did say “yes” and nodded with confidence.

The silence continued again but this time with uneasiness preoccupied with her. She switched her gaze back to the window. After few minutes of time, the driver spoke yet again

“Do you travel to work this far?”

she looked at him for a brief moment their eyes met in the rear mirror. she shifted her gaze immediately while replying a yes in return.

Now it was difficult just to sit there and stare out the window while her curiosity insisted her to check the rear mirror. After a minute or two, her eyes flashed back to the rear mirror and the driver’s pair of eyes shot back at hers. She stared back at him hoping he would change his gaze but it was her who finally did.

After a 15 minutes drive the driver again spoke
“Do you take the cab every day?” with irritation crowding her voice she waited before responding. Hearing no response the driver turned and looked at her knowing she couldn’t evade the question further she answered a silent yes while her insides screaming “Could you please shut up and drive”.

After some time she took out her earphones and plugged in, with music streaming she started to relax a little. She checked her watch and it showed 10:30. She literally felt time crawl by. It was moving so slow that she wished there existed some kind of superpower to speed things up. After a song or two, the curious gaze of the driver fell on her and the rear mirror was the proof of that.

The cab took a fast turn towards the right and her head slightly banged on the window. Though she had to be in pain it was the fear that clouded her eyes for the roads were so dark and empty. She tried searching out through the window in a source of finding one soul or at least one lamp post pass by, but all that she could feel was the gaze falling on her often. Praying hard she finally asked him
“Why did you take this route?”
“It’s a short route,” he said scanning her through the rear mirror.

The dial on her watch was ticking and she could literally hear the sound of it. She tried calling her friends but was it fate or coincidence, all seem to be busy that day at that particular time. She hoped someone would call and like an answer to the prayer and it did finally ring. She saw the screen and her guy’s number shown bright with his picture. She swiftly slid the green button and answered the call. His voice so comforting and eventually the road lit up. She loosened a little while basking herself in his voice. Time flew by and the cab finally came to a halt, realized she had reached her safe haven and disconnected the call. She reached for her bag to pay the cab fare and that time the driver spoke

“Mam, not all drivers are bad and sometimes trusting them can be your only choice,” he said taking the fare amount from her

“Sorry” She apologized

“It’s okay mam! you are not to be blamed the society is” he said as she got down from the cab.

As she was about to close the door, the driver yelled
“Mam!”
She bowed a little and looked at him
“I kept talking and seeing through the rear mirror that you don’t fall asleep” He finally answered the question she had been thinking all through the ride.

Hearing his answer she finally smiled at him while getting one in return…


 

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