Month: April 2013

Early Chirpy Bird.

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Daily Prompt: Your Time to Shine

Early bird, or night owl?

This bird can so impersonate me.
This bird can so impersonate me.

A true early bird I am, even though its 12.50 am, it’s also Saturday, so today is an exception. But apart from it, on the week days, I am the one everyone is fed up of because I want to sleep way too early. My siblings hate me for it, not because they don’t want me to sleep, but because when they enter the room, I do not even let them breathe (as they say it), actually I get disturbed easily. So, to cut the long story short, I am an early bird, who chirps all day round but retires in her nest at night quietly.

1 in 2!

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Daily Prompt: Clone Wars

If you could clone yourself, how would you split up your responsibilities?

The prospect of having a clone which would share my responsibilities is amazing, but on few conditions,

  • It would transfer it’s days mind work in my brain.
  • It should have an all time connection with me, without even cell-phone and all.
  • And it wouldn’t speak unless I would ask it to.

In short, it should have the properties of a robot(more or less).

Now, how I would share my responsibilities with it, is an easy question, I would ask it to help my mom in chores, something I’ve been wanting to do regularly but I am unable to do so due to my tough university schedule.
I would also like it to go to university for me, at times, when I’ll be tired, that is why I want it to transfer it’s days mind work to my brain.
Most of all, it should be able to pack my bag everyday, and must know what I want so that I don’t have to miss anything because of it.

My way out.

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Daily Prompt: The Bizarro World

In the DC comics universe, a planet called “Htrae” (“Earth” spelled backwards) is populated with bizarre versions of superheroes. A Seinfeld episode made the idea of this Bizarro World popular, where the characters encountered their opposite selves.

Craft a scene in which you meet an opposite version of yourself — or a story in a bizarre, backwards world.

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I was desperate, desperate to look for my way out, or at least for any oasis in that hot desert, I was looking for a shelter from that scorching heat. I did not know what brought me there but I did know that I wanted to get out of that place as soon as possible, I ran miles searching for a clue but I knew that it was no use, it all looked like seemingly endless circle- no side different from the other, but i continued my search for some shade, and a glass of water if I was lucky, when suddenly a cave came in my view, it was at a great distance from me, but I was ready to cover that distance for the sake of some peace, I started to run towards it and finally reached my temporary destination, I wanted to enter it without thinking but something just kept on telling me that it was not right, that I must not enter, that there seems to be a an invisible wall between the world outside and the world within, but my urge to quench my thirst was more over powering than my precautious mind. I took a deep breath and stepped in, the feeling was weird, i really felt that I had crossed some invisible barrier, I wanted to try to get out, but I did know that now I was inside, I will look for what I want and if I was in danger, no one could help me now.
In the continuous stream of my thoughts, I did not realize that the cave I had entered was extremely chilled, the desert outside seemed now like a fake one, and the environment of the cave relaxed me a bit, making me think that this place cannot be harmful, it came to my mind once that it could be a trap of any kind but I convinced myself again and moved further, deciding that now I would not stop to think unless absolutely in danger. A door blocked my path, emerging from nowhere, I did not think for a moment and swung it open, entered and closed it again, upon entering I realized that I was in my own room but all the things were a little out-of-place, in fact exactly opposite to the places they are in the real life, this intrigued me more and I reopened the door I had closed, this time, it opened into my common- finally something normal, but again, further exploration lead me to conclude that I was wrong and it was all opposite. I was leaving the house from the main door when I saw a girl closing the lift door and walking very coolly towards my house, she was wearing a loose shirt with jeans, and was carrying a very small hand bag with herself, I saw her face closely and realised that she looked exactly like me, now this really made me scream, a girl like me, in front of my own house, in an attire which is so not my own(I take abaya when I go somewhere), I called her out, by taking my own name, but it seemed that she was not listening to me, I decided to make the most of that chance and left out to see how things were running in the university, I was not worried about the house because even though my family members were not there, but at least there was nothing abnormal going on with them. I reached university, and searched for Nadia(the friend I usually spend my time with at university), but I had found another good fellow and was going to ask her about some of the weirdest happenings, I walked up to her and greeted her in my usual manner, she looked at me as though I was some alien, but returned my greeting all the same and moved forward, I asked her to stop and listen to me, but she did not, in fact she responded that she was too busy right now and that she wanted to go to the library, I couldn’t believe my eyes, the friend who never used the to say no was ignoring me today as though I was completely unknown, my other friends also passed by me but did not greet me the way they used to. I was trying to conclude the events of the day when suddenly the most rowdiest group of the department came to me, slapped me at the back and greeted in a way exclusive of their own group, I was yet again astonished to see that, they were actually the people no one ever liked in the department, because all they used to do was playing pranks on others and clearing their papers due to their rich fathers. I did not want to be seen with them, what would my friends think? But I was too late for that, one of the person from that rowdy group saw a friend of mine, laughed, looked at others and me in a significant way they used to see each other before troubling anyone, and made a beeline for my friend, he had just reached her and was saying something to her when I decided to stop him and got there, I had just started to ask him to stop bullying people, when my friend I had actually come to rescue shouted at me instead of him, “Who do you think you are Samia, bullying people all the time, I don’t have a very short memory as to forget that this is what you did last week.” And she stormed out of the corridor,but the guy standing next to me, who was actually acting like a friend for the last few minutes started laughing madly at me, “You really crossed the limits these time Sam, wearing the Abaya and all to mock them, I really appreciate the effort, but she really isn’t that of an idiot.” He laughed uncontrollably, and continued, ” By the way, is that why you came back, after I dropped you off?” He continued saying something but I was not listening this time, I had realized that something was wrong, Someone looking exactly like me had taken my place, had made my friends hate me and those bullies befriend me, I must leave, I must get back to that cave and then to the desert, I was better off in that with my thirst than to see myself in such a position, I started running towards the gate, but something was pulling me backwards, something was slowing down the speed of my feet, and I felt I was falling down, down down.. Splash..!! I was in a pool of water, again, I did not know how I came there, I swam out of it and I was standing next to that enchanted cave again, I turned around to get a sip of water from the pond I had come out of, but it had vanished, I just took a second glance at that cave and moved away from it, this time looking for an oasis, but this time I came across a door, and I decided to give it a shot as well, who knows, it might be something better. 😉

Blogging is Therapeutic.

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Daily Prompt: Million-Dollar Question

Why do you blog?

I just thought about it few days ago, and came up with the point that blogging to me, is therapeutic and something to which I am addicted, the reason I started blogging was simple, I wanted to share my creative writing with others, but now, things have changed al lot, I blog because I am in love with this sensation of writing without worrying that anyone would stop me from sharing my thoughts.

I find it therapeutic because whenever I am feeling a little low writing makes me feel better even when its not about my problem. So I find it the best thing to do.. 🙂

Mathematician sister..

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Daily Prompt: S/he Said

Pause whatever you’re doing, and ask the person nearest you what they’re thinking about (call someone if you have to). Write a post based on it

Schoolboy Struggling with Math Problems

The person nearest to me.. My sister is exactly sitting next to me right now, Solving her mathematical problems, and this is something she had been doing since morning, without bothering to move my glance from my notebook screen I ask her,”What are you thinking Yumna?” (She doesn’t ask me the reason to ask such a question because she hersrelf had already read the day’s prompt.) Her response was a glare of surprise and her exasperated-cum-sounding-obvious words were,”Which will be the next step in this question.”  Hmmm… Now what do I write about it, things which comes in my mind are:

  1. I absolutely hate maths.
  2. Thank God I don’t have any typical math to do anymore as I am doing my Honours in Microbiology.
  3. The two of us are so different man..!

And as I am winding up this post she shouts, hurrayyyy.. I got it I got it, I am so stupidingly crazy..!! (She completed the thing she was after since 3 days. ;))

Go Green..

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Color

The pictures are again from my university. It was raining and even though I was unable to capture the rain, the image quality is low and that the light levels are also not quite bright, I thought I should share something instead of nothing. 🙂

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The Post I Couldn’t Resist Writing.

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I haven’t been writing for a long time, the reason for this is that I simply did not have time, with my studies going tough and all along with the pressure to complete a story I began with about a month ago. The story I am writing is a fan-fiction of Harry Potter and I have been working on it every morning in my van. Anyways, I got quite deviated from my topic today, I couldn’t resist writing today because of an interesting addition in our course today. Actually we were provided with rabbits today for laboratory purposes, we didn’t do anything much today except for the “introduction” i.e cuddled by some of our fellows, but all I wish is that they’ll be alive once we’re done with them, i.e injected all our immunological stuff and antigens in them. Even though the day was horrible over-all for the entire class, but I guess the rabbits were one tolerable infact quite a nice part.Photo0165 Photo0163Photo0167