Our time on earth is limited
It doesn’t wait for anyone
Seconds passes into minutes
And minutes into hours
The day no longer remains
All that remains is a memory
(Sheen)
This is my attempt at a quote and poem challenge from Gwenice http://thechaserofdreams.wordpress.com
Thank you Gwenice for nominating me for the challenge. Sorry I am just taking part for one day. Hope you won’t mind.
Anyone wanting to take part? Please feel invited to do so.
Daily Prompt: Those Dishes Won’t Do Themselves (Unfortunately)
What’s the household task you most dislike doing? Why do you think that is — is it the task itself, or something more?
Show HOME.
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/02/06/daily-prompt-home-2/
Why Can’t The Dishes
If you had to switch your first name, what name would you choose and why?
I didn’t like my name though it meant breeze
My father named me with it for life
I couldn’t change it despite my efforts
I cried tears amid my strife
It was a common name everyone had
I wanted to be named Riffat
It evoked memories of altitudes
High mountains from where I sat
Vistas of high mountains reaching the sky
The world spread before me and I so high
I had earlier written a post about my name. Please do visit.
https://flowersandbreezes.wordpress.com/2013/09/02/daily-prompt-identity/Name That … You/
http://en.blog.wordpress.com/2013/11/07/nablopomo-november-2013/
First Name
If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
If I could change one thing about myself , it would be to get to bed on time and go to sleep. I will be yawning but I won’t do my last minute rituals so that I should sleep. I take a long walk at night with my son. After coming back I feel tired. What I should do is:
Go immediately to the washroom.
Wash my face (a nightly ritual), and do Wadu.
Say my prayer and go to bed.
What I do is:
Start reading a book or answer my e mails or read any interesting stuff I come across.
My Poem.
To get to sleep is a big headache for me
I forget time and get lost in a book
The vast labyrinth of Internet calls me
I wander around eager to look
What should I do is a big question
Tried to find answers haven’t been able to
Sure it’s hard and difficult for me
Wish I get to bed on time and hold onto
http://en.blog.wordpress.com/2013/11/06/nablopomo-november-2013/
To Go To Sleep
Daily Prompt: The Golden Hour
6.00 AM: The best hour of the day, or too close to your 3.00 AM bedtime?
Show DAWN.
However late I sleep, due to my own bad habit of not getting to bed on time, I usually wake up around five in the morning.
Why? Because I need to go to the bathroom otherwise it will be hogged by H, my grandson. He then very kindly occupies it for the next thirty minutes. So I have to time it to be the first. The third one Sn keeps on banging at the bathroom door, simultaneously yelling at H to hurry up otherwise both of them will be late for the school bus.
The reason I have to be early is, I have to get up and say my Fajr Prayer and so my day begins.
My Poem.
Dawn begins with a prayer
A prayer to the Almighty Being
He is my God, my anchorage
To Him in the end I’ll be going
I need God, He doesn’t need me
I have to pray for my own salvation
The early dawn I need to pray
To remember, to give thanks and then I am done
To confess: I am groggy in the morning if I don’t get the needed quota of sleep to replenish myself.
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/10/27/daily-prompt-dawn/
I Need God
Flowers and Breezes 