Son has to do a a lot of traveling. If he travels by air, I always ask for a fridge magnet. Last time it was Arizona. I forgot that we had already three of Arizona’s magnets hanging on our fridge. In irritation he brought the above one for me.
To travel to those far off wonderful lands
We thought we had ample time on our hands
But he left the world, and went on his travels alone
Where he didn’t need a passport on demand
I can’t think of traveling on my own anywhere
Cause I think without him it will be a nightmare
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
Would you prefer to receive a unicycle, bicycle, tricycle or motorcycle?
A bicycle would be good enough for me, but I think my children would kick up a storm if they heard I have acquired one. Why? They will be worried that I may fall, and break a bone.
What is one thing you’d like to accomplish this year?
I would love to do some needlework. I haven’t done it for years now, and would like to gain heartfelt satisfaction in doing so. It was a hobby dear to my heart.
What was one of the highlights of 2016 for you?
It was when I got my own place in Charlottesville, Virginia. I was over the moon. Friends, and family ask me, “Don’t you get bored when you are on your own?” Or “How do you exist?” To both questions the answer is no. I am now used to my own company, and time passes so quickly.
Would you prefer to fly a kite or fly in a hot air balloon?
I have never been in a hot air balloon, and would love to try it. I hope so — some day in the future. I look forward to it.
Optional Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
Changing of the guards at Wagah border– the dividing gate between Pakistan, and India. To this side is the Pakistan Rangers, and the other side is Indian Army.
I am grateful to God for giving me time to spend with my daughter, and her family. Although it was a hectic schedule of traveling, but we got to see many places. With all that traveling I have got a runny nose, and a raging diarrhea. I am terribly sick, but still happy that I got to spend time with Nola. She has gone back, and I have only memories to keep me company.
I am looking forward to getting better, and eating proper food. At the moment I have rice, and bananas to eat. I miss my cup of tea. Due to lactose intolerance I can’t even have yogurt.
Are you a traveler or a homebody?
Both, but more a homebody. I enjoy home comforts. I am a reluctant traveler, but once on the road I start enjoying it. There are some places I would love to see, but only if one of my child is with me. I would hate to be on my own going to some far off place.
What kind of TV commercial would you like to make? Describe it.
I don’t like commercials. If I wanted to — it would be like those Google Doodles, which are like funny and creative. It would be imparting positive thoughts.
Describe yourself in a word that starts with the first letter of your name.
My real name starts with S. Shy and Sunny.
My name means the early morning breeze, so with the rising sun, I am full of energy, and have a sunny disposition. In the evenings it declines, but is back in full force the next morning. I am a shy person. Sometimes I think it’s a curse, cause in instances where circumstances demand I should be bold, I try to hide back, which is a disadvantage I would like to get rid off.
List some fun things for a rainy day.
I love to walk in the rain. It is such an enjoyable thing to do. Coming back home after thoroughly getting cold, and chilled have Samosas and Chat to eat.
Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
I am grateful for everything past, present and future in my life. I can only say Shukr Alhumdullilah which means Thank you God. Everyday is a bonus in my life.
Daily Prompt: Freudian Flips
Do you remember a recent dream you had? Or an older one that stayed vivid in your mind? Today you’re your own Freud. Tell us the dream, then interpret it for us! Feel free to be as serious or humorous as you see fit, or to invent a dream if you can’t remember a real one.
I am traveling in a bus. My son is with me, but my husband is not there with us. Normally our journeys are in a car. I do wonder being in a bus. Where are we going? I don’t know.
The journey is long and uncomfortable. Suddenly the bus stops by a muddy roadside. I get down at this point to wait.
The bus leaves without me, and I remain stranded on the roadside. My son is on the leaving bus. It’s scary being left alone with total strangers, and not knowing how I am going to continue the journey.
I woke up with over whelming feelings of sadness. It was just a bad dream.
Within five days of this dream, my son S was posted to a far off, outlandish place. It was a jolt from the blue. He left for the new destination. When he rented a ramshackle of a house, the daughter-in-law along with the two young ones also departed.
Our house became an empty place. It was without the laughter and gaiety of small children. It became eerily silent with just the two of us.
S barely lasted in the new place for a year. He was unhappy, and getting depressed with the malpractices of his job. He resigned, leaving the security of a pension and further promotion. He applied to a university here and came for further studies. His wife and children joined him after a year. For the next few years his father paid towards his expenses.
Five long years went by before we could see him again.
I had to persuade my husband with great difficulty for a visit. Getting a visa is another nightmare. I will Insha’Allah write about it some day.
The next three years went by, without us seeing him. Again I had to cajole my husband for a visit.
You can see what the dream was about. My son went, and I was left alone at a crossroad.
Seeing no dream is better for me. My dreams foretell the future, or point out what’s going to happen next.
When I see a bad dream, I give some money in charity to ward off a future calamity. Then I pray to God, and hope everything will go right in my life.
If I see meat in my dreams, it foretells death.
Sorry for the Freudian post.
You’re at the airport, your flight is delayed for six more hours, and none of your electronic devices is working. How do you pass the time?
On flights I do carry my iPad, and iPhone. On both of them I have games to play, and e books to read. They keep me company, and I am not bored.
If they won’t work, I will take out a book to read, from my carry on. I always have one or two books with me.
If I forgot, and there are no books with me, I will strike a conversation with fellow travelers. That will help pass the time on my hands. I can have a look in the shops to buy something I like.
When my husband was alive, and we were traveling together, I used to nap. Now I have to travel alone, I can’t have the luxury of napping. I am afraid that someone will steal my handbag, or my passport. Fear chases away my sleep, and I remain awake. I feel relief when it’s boarding time.
On one flight, an Afghan woman kept asking the passengers, whether anyone had seen her passport. Someone took it from her bag.
I felt pity for her, at her predicament.