Month: February 2013

Once upon a time.

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Daily Prompt: Happily Ever After

“And they lived happily ever after.” Think about this line for a few minutes. Are you living happily ever after? If not, what will it take for you to get there?

I am living happily, if it will be ever after or not, I do not know. but right now, I am in my best, Alhamdulillah, I am studying, I have the best teachers, yes I am lucky in the sense that all my teachers are very very good, this makes life really easy and those going through the worst of their school life might possibly be facing very bad teachers. Next to it, my parents and family, I do have a perfect one, my parents are highly supportive in every step I take, except perhaps when I am about to harm anyone or myself. The siblings I have got are also very nice not because they also behave properly with me but because they bicker, fight, laugh, learn and be nice to me all at once. In short I couldn’t have had a better life. I have all I can ask for and even things I haven’t asked for.. 😀HappyLife


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Daily Prompt: Buffalo Nickel

Dig through your couch cushions, your purse, or the floor of your car and look at the year printed on the first coin you find. What were you doing that year?images

To write on the prompt, I need a coin, since my own wallet doesn’t have any coins right now, I, as usual, asked my mother to give me any. The one I came across was of 2004 i.e to say nine years back. It was quite an eventful year, owing to the fact that our house was renovated and that completely, and completely means from switchboards to doors to the paint and the entire furniture of our room. It was quite difficult to manage in the house, with everything out-of-place, along with continuing the school. The main problem was that we had no where else to reside in, temporarily, therefore, all the choice we had to put up with a messy home. Even though we had to live and study in an almost under construction house, the three of us managed to scrape the first ranks in our classes. It sounds quite dramatic but it is true, the reason for this was that we had our mother’s undivided attention towards our studies. It is true that she usually gave us an hour or two each day for the studies, but this time it was more than that time and so we managed to give the best of our results.
The coin I found was a perfect one I guess because I had a lot to share about this year.. 😉

Eat to Live.

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Daily Prompt: Seconds!

Describe the most satisfying meal you’ve ever eaten in glorious detail.

As long as its food, its satisfying. 😉 This sounds a little boring but the truth is that I  love food, to eat and to cook, both are my favourite, and the best meal I’ve ever eaten is not just one. On one account, it was a high tea in a very well reputed hotel of the city, on another, it was a dinner in a small restaurant which offers amazing traditional food, followed by a coffee on a very good coffee spot.Healthy-eating

Eating out is not always ever the best meal. Food cooked by my mom at our home are no less. My mom cooks amazing food, and we often prefer to have a home cooked meal rather than eating anywhere outside. And it’s not just that she can cook only the regular food, but she can cook a variety of things which are always THE BEST.

In short, the best meal to me is like good food, offered at a good, as in a hygenically accepted(since I’m becoming a microbiologist) place, giving me the satisfaction that I am blessed. 🙂


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Daily Prompt: Nightmares

Describe the last nightmare you remember having. What do you think it meant?


A nightmare which can qualify as one of the things which is logical but which I would never want to happen in my life is the one when I miss my van due to waking up late. This nightmare had been haunting me for more than two years, its frequency increasing specially in vacations, when I desperately feel the need to go back to my routine life. Now losing the van can be a nightmare due to the fact that this happening will be followed by losing the classes for the day, or I’ll have to go by public transport which is more hectic. A simpler option, to go for is to ask my dad to drop me off which he’ll be glad to do, but the problem with this choice is that I wouldn’t him to worry about me or waste his time for me. Also that he’ll have to go off route for this and this’ll be another thing. He is always happy to drop me off and I have at times asked him to do that, but being late for my van, due to my own fault doesn’t qualify as an appropriate reason to me, and the result of losing the bus would 90% be the loss of lectures which I wouldn’t want.


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Daily Prompt: Far From Normal

Many of us think of our lives as boringly normal, while others live the high life. Take a step back, and take a look at your life as an outsider might.

She stepped out from the van and started moving towards the department at a brisk pace, she was wearing her hijab with the style of latest trend and her usual black abaya, but what made her unusual from other abaya wearing girls of the class was that she was the only one out of the 52 who took off her abaya as soon as she entered the class and only wore it again when leaving. After taking off her abaya and arranging her hijab in a proper way she took her usual detour towards the notice board with her friend, the route people usually take to get out of the department but do not even bother to glance at the board, then again her being nerd was a benefit to the whole class and everyone can ask her for any changes made in the schedule or any important notice.
She seemed quite a boring girl, never going to the canteen was one of the reason which makes her so. Apart from it she was never heard to talk about the movies or music. One thing she ever seem interested in were books. She either discussed books or was seen looking for them in the annual book fair in the university or anywhere possible. She never attended any university parties as well.
What made her life possible to survive seemed quite undecipherable. She was always seen discussing lectures with her friends as well. And as far as tv was concerned, some weekend serials and bbc was what she watched. Her life was unimaginably boring.vargas1

Life is perfect, it seems a little boring from others point of view, but Sundays are always fun. I myself do not like public gathering and stuff but shopping is one thing I love and from books to clothes to grocery all are very interesting to me. Also I have a regular habit of blogging which makes it good. Even though it is all a little difficult to manage, with me coming back home at 5 pm and having to manage my studies and blogging all at once, weekends are always fun. My life might seem boring but I love the way it is.. 😀


In the Dead of the Night.

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Daily Prompt: The Clock

Write about anything you’d like. Somewhere in your post, include the sentence, “I heard the car door slam, and immediately looked at the clock.”


I was running very fast trying to get my class, but as much as I tried to be fast, my feet slowed down, it seemed that my feet were in a slow motion sort of thing and I really was unable to understand it.
I sat up straight, looked around, the room was exactly the same way I saw it last time, my bedside lamp was alight and cool summer breeze was ventilating the room well. The fan on the ceiling was rotating at a moderate speed. Perfect. I poured myself a glass of water from the jug which was also placed on my bedside table, I gulped the water and lied down, my mind wandered off to my family, they all might be truly enjoying the wedding they were gone to attend, they also asked me to come but since my final exams were due only this week I could not at all think of going anywhere. Being alone was never fearsome for me, having my own self for company for a few hours was a routine and that for few a days was also OK. My mom had told me all about.. I suddenly heard a car door slam, and immediately looked at the clock. It was three in the morning and my mind raced to all kind of criminals. Smugglers, burglars, terrorists, all of them. I decided on burglars and “HOME ALONE” crossed my mind. Yes, someone might have seen my family going, and I had almost grounded myself in the house for the past week due to preparation leaves. I picked up my cell phone to call the police, SHOOT, the battery was dead, soon after I talked to my sister, it went dead and I forgot to charge it afterwards. I got my shawl and wrapped it tightly around myself, even though I was drenched to the skin and had slept in my day clothes and it was a summer evening, the shawl gave me a sense of security, I had almost reached the balcony when I heard some people talking in hushed voices, I just wanted to see their position and get to my parent’s room because the landline phone was placed there, I crossed my room tiptoed, my shawl trailing behind me like a cape, and all of a sudden a horrible clanking noise struck my ears from right behind me, my shawl actually touched the spoon stand on the table behind me and it fell with an ear-splitting noise, I was sure now that they’ll sense my presence, will come for me up here instantaneously, and my entire life swam before my eyes, I was about to lose hope, but then I decided to try until my last breath and moved a little quickly towards the balcony, the noise grew louder and louder as I reached it and I was about to pass out but I managed to keep myself awake and swung the balcony door open, I crawled (because I didn’t want to be seen) towards the grill and saw what was going on. No one was in the parking, but the voices were still loud, I gathered all the courage I had and stood up to my full height. All that commotion was created due to the end of some party which was going on in my neighbourhood.. I looked at my wrist watch again, it was four in the morning, I had wasted an hour, creating an imaginary robbery in which I was caught and if I hadn’t sneaked a peak from the balcony, I’d probably be dead in my own created story.


Just a Minute Ago.

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Daily Prompt: Proud

When was the last time someone told you they were proud of you?

imagesHmm.. the most important people about whom I think should be proud of me are my parents. Yes, that might sound like being a nerd kid but them being proud of me is very important to me. I have a habit of shouting about the daily prompt each day telling my mom about it and all. I do know that my parents appreciate me a lot but they haven’t quit ever said the phrase that they are proud of me, but they appreciate me quite often.What I did was that I went to my parent’s room, and I asked my mom, “What do I write about mom?” My dad responded out of the usual and he said, ” I don’t know what you should write about.” So I told him about my daily prompt and he said, ” I am proud of you Samia.” The next question was that why are you proud of me, And the response was that he is proud of me because I am good at studies, I am good at my chores and stuff and he made me all, “Awww.. I am not that nice, please stop.” 😉 But the truth is that (I am not trying to say that I am good) my parents often appreciate me and that makes me feel that I am perfect. 🙂