Tag Archives: Drawing

Abstract 


Abstract beckoned me

Reckoned it would be easy

It wasn’t!

(Sheen-March2017)

DAILY PROMPT

Abstract

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IB’s Original


Last Sunday we had an art competition at the local mosque. The afternoon prayers were at 2pm. The exhibition and competition were after the prayers. I gave an early lunch to IB (grandson) and S (son). I didn’t feel like eating, so forgo having lunch. I put a fruit and nut granola bar in my bag in case I felt hungry.

IB had to be persuaded to participate. He said that he had never drawn anything. As the room was being readied for the participants I let him go outside to play. Later on, with much cajoling on his father’s part IB parted with the monkey bar, and came inside. He drew the above sketch. 

On my son’s insistence I took part too. It was problematic for me, as my near vision is perfect, but far one isn’t. I would put on the specs to look at the object, and remove while drawing. It wasn’t bad, but when I used the colors, it was horrible. The teacher saved it from trash to take it with her.

My son’s verdict was: his son’s drawing was the best, and his mother’s was second best.

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DAILY PROMPT

Original

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We Are Nothing

  
We are nothing but pawns

In fate’s hand

To be moved according to plan

We don’t know what will happen next

Will we be happy or sad to be exact

Who so ever believes

He is the master of his destiny

Is mistaken entirely 

What the Creator wills for us

Is our destiny

(Sheen)


DAILY PROMPT

Que Sera Sera

Do you believe in fate or do you believe you can control your own destiny?

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Third Time Is a Charm

  
I wanted to learn how to drive a car, but my (late) husband was totally against women driving. I couldn’t change his mind. Most of our life together he wasn’t available. I had to wait for him to come home to take me for grocery shopping, hospital visits and other miscellaneous things to be done.

By the time he allowed me to enroll in a driving school, it wasn’t necessary – I had a driver available to take me anywhere. I gave the test but didn’t practice and drive as a learner.

A few years later, I asked my children to help me learn. They weren’t very helpful. I gave up the idea when I drove the car onto a pavement. The car and I, both were fortunate: no damage done.

Then the time came when my husband had to have open heart surgery because ninety eight percent of his arteries were clogged with plaque. How was he functioning? That was a mystery.

I enrolled in a driving school again. Fortunately for me, my driving instructor was an angel in disguise. He had an encouraging attitude in teaching. Besides that, my husband gifted me with my own car.

The third time worked for me.
Daily Prompt : History of Language

Write a piece of fiction describing the incident that gave rise to the phrase, “third time’s the charm.”

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Can Never Be

  

Some people have all the charm. When it suits them, they turn on their charm to get their way just like the politicians who want your vote — all smiles — no butter will melt in their slimy mouths. At other times, when it’s not to their advantage, they turn distant.

Once I recognize such people, my advice is, “when you know a person’s true colors, don’t be taken in, and keep your distance”.

I believe in it, but what actually happens I am duped again. When that person tries to be sweet to me, my resolve weakens, I doubt myself —– what if I am mistaken? Maybe I got it wrong. I am being too suspicious? I shouldn’t be. Why can’t I be charitable, and believe that the said person has turned a new leaf.

Turning a new leaf? My foot! In real life it’s impossible —– can never be.

                     ❈              ❈             ❈              ❈              ❈                 ❈

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Take It From Me

What’s the best piece of advice you’ve given someone that you failed to take yourself?

Fifteen Credits

  

Often at the dinning table IB, and myself, are the two people left, still eating. To get out of eating his food, IB tries to strike a conversation. He is banned from talking at that moment, because he has yet to finish his food.

He asks me, “Dado! Did you know this?” And off he goes on to tell me, what new thing he learned at school that day. I am always fascinated by what he says, and I do learn something new, which previously I didn’t know.

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Fifteen Credits

If you’re in school, are you enjoying your classes? If you’re out of school, what do you miss about it — or are you glad those days are over?