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Wish List

Tell us about the one luxury item you wish you could afford, in as much a detail as you can. Paint a picture for us.


At the top of my Wish List this moment are not one but two items.
1. A House.
2. A Car.

I am terrible at decisions. I left years ago all important decisions to my husband.

If I needed something I would express my wish. Sometimes when that wish was way too expensive I would forget about it.

My wish would keep on circulating in my husband’s brain. I would forget but he would remember, and usually a day would come when I was handed over what I wanted.

Now left to myself I agonize whether I am making a correct decision.

I am searching for a house. Buying anything is becoming dearer. The sale price keeps going up. Where I like a house, my son is more likely to object that the locality is not safe. I keep living in a limbo waiting we both agree on every aspect of it.

Now about my second wish. I would like a new car with years of no problems.
Check: Both my children advise against it. It will standing in the driveway for months in the sun. When I am not here anyone can drive it and I won’t be paying a higher insurance rate.
I won’t get a jolt to my heart if anyone dents it. I won’t worry.

So I am waiting …. The search goes on.

My Poem.
A house, a car are on my waiting list
When I acquire them, that will be it

Searching and looking may bear fruit
The joy I will feel will follow suit

I am not in a hurry, can do a long wait
When God wants to give me that will be a date


Wish List

The First Blog

How do you feel about the first blog post you ever wrote?
What do you want for your blog?

The first blog post I wrote was, “Beginning.” The date was 24th Feb 2013. It was a great discovery to a virtual world, I never knew existed. It was a new beginning, so I named it such. I was on a visit to Riyadh, Saudi Arabia. I had initially gone there for two weeks but stayed on the insistence of my daughter for two months.
Here is a picture of where I stayed.


After the death of my husband in August 2012, I was on my own. I was alone and time stood on my hands. So when I visited Nola, she suggested to me to write a blog. I laughed at first at the mere notion of it. Nola was serious. She convinced me gradually, so that’s how I started.

The first thing was the Blog’s name. Flowers is taken from my middle name and Breezes from my first name. Flowersandbreezes was born. My fictitious name Sheenmeem is taken from the first and last letter of my name.

I am trying to improve my writing skills. It is a gradual process. I would like to write fictitious stories in the future. Up till now I have only written three stories. After that may be I write a serial one on a weekly base. At the moment I don’t want to think ahead. I live my life from day to day.




The First Blog


Daily Prompt: Fear Factor
People are afraid of all kinds of things: spiders, the dark, or being enclosed in small spaces. Tell about your greatest fear – rational or irrational.


When I was a small kid our aunt used to frighten us with tales of spooks and spirits. That would frighten us so much that we would be too scared to move even.

Then there were tales of strangers who whisked away children so that we wouldn’t go out.

So a great many fears surrounded me while growing up. With the death of my parents the fear of death was also there. I heard stories of being buried alive. The thought of being buried alive in a grave was another fear.

Creatures like snakes, lizards, earthworms, spiders and snails frightened me to no extent. Now probably I may shriek if a snake or a lizard came near me. I can’t bear to look at snakes on National Geographic.

Now I fear my future, what is there for me???




What accomplishment are you most proud of?


It is difficult to write about oneself. I am happy as the person I am. I am proud of my perseverance in the face of adversity. There aren’t any great achievements to my name.

I have been a wife and a mother and I did my best.

I taught myself to be a better person in thoughts and deeds. I am nowhere near any perfection but keep going in the right direction.

I am gentle and I am kind. I am sincere in my dealings with other people.

In life I have faced disappointments and learn’t to deal with them. I am scared of the future but facing it with hope. I feel grateful to God for everything in my life. He has been Kind to me in many ways.

The person I am I wouldn’t trade if there was a choice.



Three Things For Contemplation

Daily Prompt: To Boldly Go —
An impending new year gives rise to reflection and goal setting. What will your goals for 2014 be? It’s never to early to start thinking about self improvement!


I live in the present. Mostly I don’t look back unless I have to write about some happening in my past life. I don’t look ahead because I am afraid of what the future holds for me. So I guess I feel safe in living from day to day. To me contemplation makes life a misery.

To think ahead to 2014, what goals I should set?


To find a house for myself.
When I look at houses either they are bigger than what I want, or
smaller than what I need.
Either the price is high, or
it is in a locality, I don’t want to live.

If they are what I need they are built 30 – 40 years back.


I would like lose some weight.
Due to various operations I can’t exercise. The only option is walking. Walking is not lowering my weight.


I want to improve my writing.
It’s a big wish. I want to improve myself.

Let’s see how I will progress?

All the images, thanks to Google.
Three Things For Contemplation



Bad Hair Day

Tell about the last thing you hid.


I have delved into my memory but I am not coming up with anything I have hidden from someone.

Eight years back I stopped going to a hair salon, I used to go for a hair cut. I had been going there for fifteen years. I would go there after every two and a half months depending upon my hair. If they were out of shape I would go earlier.

If there was a wedding or a party among relatives or friends, then I would go to have a hair trim.

This salon was run by a Chinese family. The mother in law and her two daughters in law worked. Sophia, one of the daughter in law would cut my hair. In the beginning she took time to cut my hair . Then to squeeze in more customers she would hurriedly attend to me. I kept short hair. My hair needed a trim only, not drastic cutting.

Whenever I went to her, I came back dissatisfied. The last time I went it was a total disaster. She made me a scarecrow. My hair was so badly cut. I felt like crying.After that I never went back to her.

Now you must be wondering what did I hide?

I hid my hair from my husband. My husband was a big jokester. Thankfully it was winter and terribly cold. So he was none the wiser.
Bad Hair Day




Daily Prompt: Simply Irresistible
Tell about the favorite dish or food that you simply cannot turn down.


My favorites are chocolates, ice creams and desserts. I can’t turn them down.

I am drawn to them as an iron to a magnet. Their pull is irresistible for me. If chocolates are in front of me my hands itch to get them. I can never say no to having them.

At home my simple rule to keep away from them is not to purchase them or make them. That way I try to resist their pull on me.

Diabetes run in my family. To keep myself safe I shun things sweet.

The only exception to the rule are chocolates.

I keep them in the freezer. That way they are not in the same room with me to get tempted by them. I only buy Hershey’s nuggets. I just have two per day. I savor them with small bites to last them in my mouth for a little while longer.

I enjoy the little things in my life so that when I look back later on I shouldn’t feel sorry.

Close Call

Daily Prompt: Close Call
Tell about a bullet you’re glad you dodged — when something awful almost happened but didn’t.


A few years back I had a close call. It wasn’t life threatening. Fortunately I didn’t sever my fingers.

I had two pots bubbling merrily on the cooking range. One contained our afternoon lunch and the other one had a mixture of tomatoes and other ingredients. I had a surplus of tomatoes from the kitchen garden, so I was making tomato ketchup.

I was in a hurry to finish my work. The last ingredient to be added to the mixture was vinegar. I looked into the kitchen cupboard for it. The bottle had very little left in it. I began my search in the pantry. Finally I located it. I breathed a sigh of relief at finding it. I had gotten worried at that moment that I won’t have any more vinegar at home.

The bottle was sealed. To break the seal I tackled it with a knife.

Actually my tomato mix was drying up. The vinegar was the last ingredient to be added to it and that’s why I was in a hurry.

I should have switched off the heat and then tried to open the bottle coolly and calmly and not in a hurried manner. But you know when trouble comes it comes with a capital T.

The knife slipped and it straight away plunged into my hand. The knife was very sharp. I was looking at a huge gash between the thumb and fore finger of my left hand.

The blood dripped like a faucet turned on. Believe me it was terrifying. I felt nauseous at the sight of it. At that moment there was no one present to help me. I dialed my husband to come home immediately.

He came quickly and took me to the hospital. I looked the other way when the doctor was stitching my hand. After that I had a tetanus injection.

Later on I was expecting a long lecture and scolding from my husband for being careless with a knife. Seeing my hand must have shaken him. For once he didn’t say anything.
Close Call



Shaky Confidence

Daily Prompt: I Have Confidence In Me
Are you good at what you do? What would you like to be better at?


I am not a very confident person. I try to be confident. I bolster up my shaky walls of confidence with prep talks to myself. People have no inkling of what I go through because on the outside I show a face full of confidence.

As a girl I was full of confidence. It was because of my father and my school teachers. They were very encouraging. I think because of my father’s love for me I was full of confidence. Similarly my teachers high praise was a boost to my confidence in myself.

After my father’s death I started getting disparaging jolts from my aunt and cousins. Ten months later my marriage took place. My self confidence further receded. My mother in law and my husband’s relatives eroded it with a fanatic zeal. To my dismay my husband was a party to it too.

Gradually as I grew older I became wiser to unjust criticism. People in the guise of sweetness gnaw at a person’s self confidence. Such people get satisfaction in their jabs at other people.

Once I grew wise I learnt to:
Keep away from them.
Not returning their visits.
By not talking to them except the basic, hello or hi.
Gradually stopped meeting them.

That’s how I stopped being victimized by so called relatives and friends.

The benefits. I got back a little of my self confidence back.

I found:
People who love you and show their love to you give you confidence.
One should have determination and disregard for obstacles and other people’s criticism.
Belief in myself that if I set out to achieve anything I can do it.

Nothing can be done without hope and confidence. Confidence is my great friend now.
Shaky Confidence