Category Archives: Myself

Relieved 

I can’t describe in words the feelings of utter relief I experienced on a momentous day in my life. Coming back to Texas, I put off for as long as possible to get a driving license. I had my home country’s license but the ninety days period soon got over whereas I needed a Texas license. Friends asked me, “Have you taken your written test?” I would say no. The reason was the it was the driving test which I was dreading. There is a time limit where one has to appear after doing the written one.

Son drove me mad by parallel parking his way. Believe me it meant I couldn’t possibly pass the test, cause each and every time I did it, I failed miserably. The first day he took me to practice, it was the nearby mosque. He left me to offer his Salah leaving me alone. My arms ached where as I did the wrestling with the steering wheel. Despite that I was miles away from the curb as I parallel parked.

When Son would say let’s go parallel park, my heart would plummet down to my shoes. I was convinced I was a dummy of the top order. There was no way I was going to pass. 

I confessed to my examiner that I couldn’t possibly pass. She asked me to come an hour earlier before the test so that a driving instructor would teach me how to parallel park. He taught me in a few minutes the correct way to do it, whereas the memory of those two weeks practicing would always be a nightmare.

I was relieved the day I passed my driving test, and finally got my Texas DL.

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Relieved

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Bottle

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I had bought the bottles from a second hand shop in the local market. The wily shopkeeper, seeing an inexperienced young person excited at finding what she was looking for, charged me more than what the bottles were worth. Anyway who wanted old bottles? A person like me only. They were lovely bottles in various shapes, and sizes. I needed them for my money plants. I had one in the kitchen, and the others found their way to the bathrooms. I would change the water periodically. 

When the roots became unsightly, or the bottles started having build up of water marks, I would clean the bottles first, then put in a new one, cut from the money plants in the verandah. There is a time and place for everything. Gradually I gave up keeping the bottled plants. It had become added work for me.

I tried my hand at growing a green wonderland in a bottle, after reading about it.  I didn’t had the requisite tools, or whatever, it wasn’t a success. The bottle was murky with the soil I had put in. I didn’t even had the proper plants. The ones I had pushed in withered in no time. Disgusted  with the effort, I threw the bottle, and all in the dustbin. 

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Bottle

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Apprentice 

Apprentice means a learner. At the moment I’m learning how to cut my hair by watching YouTube videos. I had a bad hair experience about three months ago. I looked awful. I kept my hair covered even when there was no one at home to look at me. I looked a fright. Daughter got fed up with my wishing I had never gone into that shop

That got me thinking why not do it myself? It’s difficult, specially cutting hair at the back. Besides I don’t have mirrors at the side, or back. The first time I did it carefully. It wasn’t perfect, but after a week it started looking better. 

Day before yesterday, I had another go. It didn’t end well, since I was in a hurry to come out of the bathroom. I share a bathroom with grandsons, and they were with us for a two day period. The back of my head looks kind of bizarre. 

I’m hoping with a color session my hair may look better, or maybe in a week’s time hair growth will cover up the flaw in cutting. Wishful thinking that’s what I’m doing at the moment.

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Yarn


When I first learnt to crochet, I crocheted a lot of things –tea cosies (galore), placemats, coasters, pot holders, sweaters, ponchos, shawls, mittens, caps, booties and soft toys for my children. 

I collected yarns for my projects.  I couldn’t resist them. Many are still there in the huge trunk upstairs. While downsizing in 2012, the year my husband died, I didn’t have the heart to  throw them away. Someday (I feel the day won’t ever come) I may use them.

Or maybe on day my children would empty the trunk (once I’m gone), and throw them away.

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My Purple Dress

The one I am writing about, I  haven’t got it with me here. It lies in a suitcase in Peshawar. This time when I was there, I wanted to search for it , but all the boxes, and suitcases are upstairs in the attic. Short of climbing the wooden stairway, I couldn’t get it. Another thing was, most of the time I forgot to go get it.

I didn’t have time on my side. Whenever I thought about it, I would be busy. I would tell myself I am in a hurry right now, I will look for it in the evening–  in the morning, and so on. It kept getting postponed. Mornings — I was short on time, and in the evenings I would be plain tired. The only thing appealing was getting to bed, and going to sleep.

I had to conquer two things. First thing was to climb the stairway, then secondly battle the layers of dust which had accumulated in the attic. In a second the hands would get grimy beyond recognition. Whose hands are they? Certainly not mine. But the evidence would stare me in the face. They were mine, attached to my body.

I would climb down to wash my hands. Meanwhile if a phone was ringing, or someone was banging at the outside door, it would get my attention. I would forget about lights on in the attic adding to the electricity bill. Once I forgot they could burn to eternity. I only remembered on my next voyage to the heaven above, and would gave a thump to my head, telling myself accusingly  you forgot

Maybe I retrieve it on my next trip to hometown, and wear it for the summer in 2018.

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Purple

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Label


When looking for fish oil capsules, or Vitamin C, I look at the label to find out that it doesn’t contain gelatin. Recently the cache I had hoarded, dwindled to zero. I had reminded Son time, and again, but as usual he has his own priorities. I dislike going on Amazon to order them, and for a time it looked like I would have to resort to doing so.

As for myself, I kept looking in isles of the shops we most frequent, but to no avail. They were available in every shop with gelatin in them, and what I wanted was –no gelatin. Why they are not for sale here in Houston? I have no idea, because else where they are readily available. Only in Houston it is an impossible feat.

Luckily I remembered that the last bottles of  Vit C were bought in Krogar in Charlottesville, VA. Asked Son to guide me to Krogar here.The previously bought label wasn’t there, but lucky for me I finally saw what I wanted hidden behind a host of other ones. I grabbed the last two on the shelf. They must have been waiting for me to come find them.

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Label

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