Missing

I realized after going to the kitchen that there wasn’t any milk carton left on top of the freezer. I wasn’t going to use my chest freezer, so I had stacked bakery goods, milk, cereals on its top to have easier access to them instead of fetching them from the pantry. The pantry was still a mess– it needed cleaning. 

I had written two memos to myself to get milk. As is usual with me the memos disappear someplace, and I never remember to get the essentials. At the back of my mind, I do get niggling thoughts that I am forgetting something. Oh what is it? I never can remember, and the lost memos won’t re-surface to remind me, except when they are long past the day they were written. Does this happens to me only, or there are others like me?

Even gazing at everything in the shops, trying, and willing my brains to remember what I need, doesn’t do the trick. It’s only when I am back home for good, the realization dawns that I didn’t get the items I needed.

I felt dejected  that I wasn’t going to have a cup of tea. No milk meant no tea.

Needing oil for frying I went to get it from the pantry. There it was— the missing cartons of milk. I had plopped a few on top of the freezer, and the rest I had deposited in the rack in the pantry. 

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Missing

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Protest

I protest against the attitude of Houston IAH airport where Muslims are targeted for extra screening. I passed through the screening machine where my innards were on display. Inspite that I was patted, and touched on my private parts. This happened to me on the 27th of last month.

Another lady whose head was covered like mine was, gave me a tight smile indicating what we were going through. With arms akimbo like scarecrows the idiots searched our body parts for hidden ? A woman combed me with her hands, and her device, going once, going twice, going thrice, and going for more, while a man continuously wiped my hands with swaps trying to find something.

This is what happens when people like Trump are chosen for presidency. What else is going to happen after 20th January?

What happened to me, and the other lady was done to other travelers, it wouldn’t have mattered. BUT —– they only target Muslims, it’s totally wrong.

It’s disgusting, and demeaning.

Please stop it before I lose my love,trust and respect for USA. Did I move here for good to be treated like scum?

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Protest

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Martyr

I consider myself a martyr. The question arises why do I think so? I am, because for the last so many years I am putting up with a dish which my Afghan neighbors make, and send to me. I hate it, and sadly I don’t have the courage to tell them. Every time it comes, I eat a spoon, or so, and the rest I consign to the garbage.

I feel guilty in the sense that they wasted hours on it, and I don’t like it. I wish they didn’t make me eat it. The dish does have a strange name, and I have been totally unable to grasp it. Every time they pronounce the name, in reply I ask, “eh?”.

They repeat it. Again another “eh?” I gave up trying to get its’ name.

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Martyr

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Vanish

Vanished love, vanished hopes

Doesn’t exist anymore

Buried under years gone by

Silent, and retreating

No longer here anymore

No farewells said

Time vanished into air

Love couldn’t stay anymore

(Sheen-December 2016)

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Vanish

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Panoply 

Would love a panoply of lights

To brighten the dark recesses of my life

Chasing away the sad happenings

Lightening every burden I carry

And irradiate every aspect of my life

(Sheen-December 2016)

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Panoply

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Construct 

Want to construct a dream

Where there is no farce 

A place to run to, and scheme 

Hide from life realities there in

Breath freely, relax and daydream

No hatred, no worries in sight

But I know the hopelessness really

A place like it doesn’t exist

Now to which place I should turn to

 In my life it’s just a pipe dream 

(Sheen-December 2016)

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Construct

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