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Carry

Going on a journey, specially air travel, and airports breaks me into a cold sweat. Days before I stop sleeping, fearing as if I am on a marathon. I dislike packing too. I never know what to carry with me. Take last year trips to Boston, Roanoke and Peshawar, I wasn’t equipped well for the weather’s vagaries.

I can never make up my mind. Should I take summer clothes only? Should I pack a sweater or two, or maybe a shawl? Another worrisome thought? Whatever I am carrying –will it suffice? Surely I won’t need anything at all. I try to give myself a mental shake, but it doesn’t help.

This year journeys are rushing towards me. My carry on, and duffel bag are out of the closet. They watch my antics at packing gleefully. They don’t gather how agonizing it’s for me to make decisions regarding what to take along. 

I envy those light travelers who only have a backpack, or a small carry on. Compared to them, I struggle with my carry on, a shoulder bag and suitcases. My hair become dis arrayed, and a harried expression permanently settles on my face. I question myself on my sanity. Why do I put myself through this misery of traveling when I don’t like it at all?

The answer is: sometimes it’s a necessity. At other times — the thought that my daughter will think of me as an uncaring mother, if I don’t go and see her.

On my last year journey to Peshawar, Pakistan, I carried too many clothes with me. I should have gone without them. My wardrobe and suitcases back home were full of them. My memory had dimmed about my clothes after two and a half years gap of being here.

The result was that while coming back I had to leave them behind because of my baggage allowance.

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DAILY PROMPT

Carry

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. 

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Mill Mountain

Last year I visited Roanoke. We (my daughter, her family and I) went to Mill Mountain. At the top a huge steel star has been erected. At night it lights up,so anywhere you travel down below in the city, you can see it.

It’s one of the main attraction for people  to visit it. The day we went there a wedding was taking place, and the wedding party had their photo shoot. We hurried, and as soon as we had taken some photos we left them to their enjoying.


From down below at night time. I got this photo from the car window.

DAILY PROMPT

Mountain

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.

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Nothin’ But A Good Time

  
My idea of fun time may differ from others. I arrived back from Roanoke, Virginia on 18th at one in the morning. My connecting flight to Houston was via Atlanta. There was a severe storm over it by the time the plane circled overhead, so the plane was diverted to Knoxville, Tennessee. We stayed put in the aircraft for an hour and a half.

By the time we reached Atlanta, I had missed my next flight. It had left an hour ago. Finding out I should head to which terminal was another headache. There were long lines, all wanting to know when next flights were available, and they should go in which direction.

All the items in my checked bag were soaking wet when I opened it at home. What happened to it? I don’t know. I am trying to dry out my stuff. Thankfully the lovely wall hangings (gifts from my daughter) are dry — a miracle, because God’s Words were on them.

My favorite carry on is torn, and one wheel is broken. I heard the scrunching noise when the stewardess rammed it into the overhead storage space. I didn’t realize that my carry on has gone on its last journey. Luckily my iPad and Surface 3 survived the impact.

Since yesterday my idea of having a good time is having uninterrupted sleep, and wishing my room to be in order.

Daily Prompt

Imagine that tomorrow, all of your duties and obligations evaporate for the day. You get the day all to yourself, to do anything you please. What types of fun activities would make your day?

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Embarrassment 

It happened to me yesterday. I was on the flight from Houston to Atlanta, and onwards to Roanoke, Virginia. When the flight reached Atlanta, for some reason the aircraft’s doors weren’t opened for the passengers to disembark. We remained sitting for quite some time.

After getting off the plane, I asked for directions to the next terminal for boarding the plane. It wasn’t mentioned on my boarding pass. The lady put me in a cart to catch the train to the terminal.

I didn’t look at the time, figuring I had enough until boarding started. I went to a restroom, leisurely brushed my teeth, and freshened up. After putting my hijab back on, I wandered to my terminal.

Some people were standing in lines, while others were sitting. I thought the lines were for a different flight, so I didn’t take any notice.

I immersed myself in playing Sudoku on my IPad. I had not set the time to change automatically on my IPad. It was set to Houston time. Atlanta was one hour ahead.

After finishing my game it registered with me that the whole sitting area was empty. I went to the desk to enquire, and was told that the flight was already boarded. The chap knew my name without my telling, as I was the last one straggler.

Wasn’t I embarrassed to see everyone waiting for me. I was looking for my seat number. It was at the back of the plane. The sweet couple sitting at the back of my seat laughed, and said, “Here you are. It’s all yours”. The man got up to help me in stowing my carry on.

Thank God I didn’t miss my plane, otherwise I would have caused unnecessary worry to my children.

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Isn’t Your Face Red

When was the last time you were embarrassed? How do you react to embarrassment? 

What Are You Thinking?

When I read the prompt, this is what happened. I peeked into my grandson’s room. He was fast asleep. Obviously I couldn’t wake him up to ask what he was thinking. If I had woken him up, he would have been irritated beyond anything.

I can foretell what his reply would have been. First of all he would have eyed me with great suspicion, as to why I was asking him, “what he was thinking?”. Next he would have asked, “why are you asking me?” After going to great lengths, and assuring him about having no evil intentions whatsoever, he would have muttered, “nothing”.

I have saved myself from the above happening. 

Then I waited some more for my son S to wake up. We had planned to go to World Food to get the necessary eatables to stock the freezer, and pantry shelves. Next week my daughter Nola, and family arrives to spend Eid with us. Eid is on eighteenth of this month.

Nola waited expectantly for S to announce that we will be going to Roanoke, but S can’t take a leave, so Nola decided to come after all.

No sign of S yet. It’s 11.30 now. I gave him a call. He will give me a shout when he is ready. No chance to ask him as to what he is thinking.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/she-said/

S/he Said

Pause whatever you’re doing, and ask the person nearest you what they’re thinking about (call someone if you have to). Write a post based on it.

Summertime

  
It’s summer here in Houston. The hot sun tries its best to burn you to a cinder. To escape this fate you have to stay indoors. Needed chores push you out, and coming inside, it feels like heaven. I wear summer clothes throughout the year, except for a few weeks in winter.

I am looking forward to Eid, which is probably on 18th July (I am not sure of the date). Today at Sehri (4.48 am), my son did the calculating, and today is our 13th Roza (fast). How quickly time passes.

My daughter Nola wants us to spend Eid with her at Roanoke, VA. But my grandson can’t miss his summer classes, and my son can’t take leave. So for the moment we are not going anywhere.

Nola argues with me saying, “they are not babies — you can leave them to fend for themselves”. She wants me to spend Eid with her. I will be joining her (Inshallah) for two weeks in August to spend time with her, but she is not appeased.

Coming back to summer heat, when I switch on the fan, it feels chilly, and when I shut it off, it gets warm (I am not lowering down the temperature on the thermostat). What I do is — I alternate between switching the fan off, and on again. 

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In the Summertime

If it’s autumn or winter where you live, what are you most looking forward to doing next summer? If it’s spring or summer where you are, what has been the highlight of the season so far for you?