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Lurch


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My left leg is again giving me trouble. The Sciatica pain has started, and the left foot is swollen. I need to see a doctor. I don’t want to go to the first doctor I chose. I had bad experience with her. I have to look up, and search for a new one, but I would prefer that my children did the search for me.

One easy solution was to lie down, and get my foot elevated. I had to get a spare pillow from the upper rack of my closet. To reach it was a problem. I should have brought a chair from the dinning area, or got a ladder from the outside. Feeling it would be too much of a botheration, I didn’t get either of them. I managed it with a cane I had with me. I angled the head of the cane towards the pillow in such a way to slide it down. I was lucky nothing else rained on my head, otherwise there would have been no rest for me.

I lurched to my feet when daughter texted me to remind me about the Solar Eclipse today. I looked outside, and it looked quite dark. Pushing the patio doors open, I looked at the sky. Dark clouds had gathered, and the sun had momentarily hidden its’ smiley face behind them.

I came inside to get my phone to take a photo. I got diverted in getting some other task done, and forgot. Later on when I wanted to, the clouds had gone away.

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Trance

Last month when I was visiting my daughter, and her family I saw a movie. Son in law FJ is addictive to movies. He is a movie buff. He has a good choice of selecting which movies to watch. I think I see more movies in a month when I am at FJ’s home than rest of the year.

The movie we watched was Get Out. It was a mystery thriller. It was chilling, horrifying, and it seemed so real. I was praying like mad for the young man who goes through terrifying circumstances. One couldn’t believe his girlfriend, and her parents, brother could be so evil.

The hero is induced into a trance. He is unable to move, and get out of the trance. I don’t want to give away the story. If you have time, and enjoy thrillers, do watch it. You won’t be disappointed. 

If you are weak hearted like me,  then don’t. I aged a hundred years with worry and anxiety in a span of an hour, and a half. I couldn’t leave without knowing whether the main character would survive. In terrifying scenes, I retreated to the kitchen in moments of stress, and took refuge in eating icecream.

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Solitary

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I have been solitary since morning. When I got up for morning prayers at five, saw that Son had already left for his job. When I came to the kitchen to make breakfast for myself, I found that there were no used plate, or cup in the sink. This meant Son forego his breakfast, and left without eating anything.

At twelve I got the call from him, saying he had finished early and could I make him a paratha, and omelette? Of course I could. 


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He is now getting ready to go to the mosque for the Zuhr prayer. He has told me there is a heavy contingent of police outside the mosque. Till Son comes home I will be worried. I can only say, “We are God’s beings, and to Him we return”.

Trump shows his concerns about the unfortunate, and sad happening in Barcelona, but he is totally unconcerned about what is happening right under his nose. He fans hatred with tweets, pouring on the flames to ignite them further.

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Grainy

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It was a recipe for Coffee Icecream from an e-book I had downloaded. I wanted to try it, but I was short on whipped cream. Son, despite being tired went, and got it for me. Another hurdle waited in my trying out the new recipe. I wish I had opened it before Son went to the market — no coffee. 

When I opened the jar of instant coffee, it looked like a hard lump. I checked the date on the jar. The date of expiry was somewhere in 2018, but it looked like the coffee had expired.  I was trying to swallow my disappointment, when I remembered two free sachets of coffee I had somewhere in the kitchen cabinets, when I got my freezer bag. 

The coffee granules were grainy, unlike the expired coffee I had earlier unearthed.  I tried my best to dissolve the granules with an electric beater, but they didn’t dissolve. You can see the little brown specks in the photo. I hope I remember the next time I make it, I shouldn’t add syrup, as was written in the recipe. The syrup made the icecream too sweet for my taste.

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Willy-nilly 

Willy-nilly I have to do the cooking on a daily base.  I like to eat fresh food, but everyday I have to rattle around in my brain, and think what to cook? Sometimes meat has finished. At other times vegetables have done the disappearing act from our home meaning I have to go, and buy them. I love vegetables, but without meat the flavor never seems right to me.

Thinking of meals, one of my favorite recipe in the past was making a short crust pastry roll. I tried to remember the ratio of flour and butter. As I didn’t have the recipe I used back in home country, I relied on Google to find out. The short crust pastry was a disaster. I am again going to try it today with less butter than the recipe on Internet says. Let’s hope it turns out okay, and I also hope I remember to take a photo of it.

My Avocado plant, and mint leaves have been eaten by some bug. Last time it happened with the mint leaves, but now the thing after finishing of the leaves, is eating the thin stalk of the Avocado plant. Here are the two photos:

Before:

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Now:


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Prickle

I could feel a tiny prickle

On the left side of my back

Irritating, cause couldn’t reach it

The tiny prickle on my back

Something was pricking me on the back. I looked furtively on either side of me. No— no one was watching. All were intently staring at the big screen. I got up, and stepped back. You know, and I know how difficult it is to reach our backs to scratch it. It was ineffective. For a moment the itching would subside, but seconds later I would again feel something pricking  me. 

I couldn’t leave the room, not wanting to miss the intense story unfolding on the screen, so I put up with the discomfort. As soon as the movie finished, I rushed to my room. Took off my shirt, and turned it inside out to see what was it?

I found a tiny hair which acted like a barbed wire pricking my skin. Earlier in the day I had gone for a haircut. This wee hair had landed inside. I had not washed my hair, and changed clothes after returning home, which I should have done in the first instance. Sometimes a tiny hair causes so much botheration.

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