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A new beginning

He tried hard, desperately hard, to survive, seeking support from his community, his religion, his people. Once, he had been completely invincible. But then as strong hands came together holding up the proud flag … orange and green .. he died, forever. Where there is unity, strife has to die. He died because they wouldn’t accept him.

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Today’s prompt was ‘They said he died because they wouldn’t accept him’. I refuse to mourn on such a happy day and so decided to celebrate the end of strife and all else that’s not well with our country.

HAPPY REPUBLIC DAY!!!!

And with that we come to the end of our week long 55 festival at Marathon Bloggers. What a blast it has been.

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100 Happy Days – Week 3

Yeah we’re in Week – 3. If you’ve been around you’ll know that I’m trying to find one happy thing each day, hundred days in a row as part of my own version of the 100 Happy Days project. I am hoping to take it through the year after the 100 days are through. So far 2014’s proved to be a happy year. The New Yeary feel is still with me.

Here are Week 1 and Week 2.

Each day I end up with many many more than the prescribed ‘one’. However one happiness that’s been eluding me is my weightloss target. I’m hoping putting it down here will inspire me to try harder. Maybe next week it’ll be on my list.. I’m short by 500 gms. Think that’s easy?? Well last week I was short by a mere 300 gms. So there. This weight thing is tricky as hell. It can swing any way.

For now here’s my list for the week..

Happiness is..

The kids ‘cooking’ their own milk…

Which essentially means pouring, warming and adding sugar and Horlicks. No big deal there. But their pride and their happiness is crazily contagious. “We’re all grown up na ma?” said N.

Catching a favourite, much-watched film yet again….

and having the leisure to watch it. Hunger Games..on the telly.

Table for four on Sunday

… and wondering how I can overeat even when the menu’s a basic chhole-chawal!!

N cleaning her cupboard on her own…

This one actually deserved a full post considering it was completely on her own initiative. She emptied her cupboard and it was such a scary sight that I offered to help. Here’s what she had to say.. “Main mehnat se nahi darti, bas aage badhati hoon.”  :-|. (Note to self: Need to do something about this very filmi brand of Hindi the kids are picking up from the telly). But she did clean it up and happily posed for the picture.

Comparing rings with your daughter and losing the contest..

Need I say more??

A latte at CCD 

Love love that heart. 

.. and then a cake n coffee meet with mums and chintus

That’s my list. What’s made you smile this week? Do do share … happy people make me happier.

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Roses!

She smelt them even before
she entered.. rose, her favourite! The petals were everywhere – strewn on the
ground, the bed even on the side tables.
Standing in one corner of
the room was her culprit. She looked deep into her eyes and said, “The truth
now, you took the flowers from my vase, right?”
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This one is inspired by my daughter who used to be so much in love with rose petals that she would never let the flowers sit in the flower pot.
… and it’s day 6 folks, the penultimate day of our week long 55er challenge at Marathon Bloggers. Today’s prompt was ‘She looked deep into her eyes’

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The real stuff!

Tall, dark and handsome,
rich and maybe famous too..
that’s all what I had
dreamt of before I met you.
That dream you broke, you
sure did,
A hundred new ones you
gave me instead.
Tall, dark and handsome is only
fluff
Fame and fortune are just
not enough,
This is IT – the real
stuff.
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Day 5 of the Marathon Bloggers’ 55er week and I’m still here. Today’s prompt is ‘Dreams’.

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The weighing machine

I watched her watching me for months. But I stood unmoving, stoic,
pretending disinterest. She reciprocated, pretending disinterest in my
disinterest.
She came, each day. Each day we played out this charade.
I didn’t give up. She didn’t either.
Finally…… she wore me out. I gave in. I moved.

Triumphant, she announced, “I’ve lost weight!”
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Day 4 at Marathon Bloggers’ 55er week. And today’s prompt – Weighing Machine. Whew!!
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