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Time and Tide

Daily Prompt: Obstacle Course
Think about you wanted to accomplish last week. Did you? What are the things that hold you back from doing everything you’d like to do?
Show BARRIERS.

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Last week, I wanted to read Zealot. I wanted to see what it’s all about. I had to finish another book, “The White Princess” before reading Zealot. My inbox is overflowing with blogs I follow. I have to find time to read them. Last week was filled with invitations to lunches. I hate to sit inactive for hours. It makes me tired and I wonder at my own stupidity in going. The young generation has the stamina to lounge for hours and chat. If I was on my own I think two hours are sufficient to spend at such gatherings. What I have to do is sit and wait for my dear ones for hours to finish their gabbing. Who am I and to whom can I complain?

Last week, I was watching all episodes of “The Lying Game”. I managed to see all the Season 1 and Season 2 episodes. That took a lot of my time and I was unable to read Zealot as I had to return it. Many people are on a waiting list at the library. I have two options now – either to buy it or put again my name on the waiting list to have another go at it.

My barrier is time. It passes quickly for me and I don’t know where it goes. I open my eyes and it is a new morn and too soon it’s evening turning daylight into a twilight zone.

It’s funny when you want the time to pass quickly, it won’t and when you want it slow, it won’t.

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Time and Tide

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Missing Slippers

I was mystified as to how I had a cut on my slippers. They were looking old too, and torn. As to how in God’s Name I managed to do that? I did ask myself. Luckily I had another pair. Got the new ones out for using. After a few days I noticed the slippers changed their shapes. My feet are wide and the slippers were narrow. Oh God! I must be getting Kidneys’ infection. They may have got swollen, that was my first thought as I peered at my feet (being myopic) a little anxiously. They looked as they had looked before. No change, I ascertained to my relief, but the slippers were not the ones I had purchased. Though they were the same color.

And then I found out. My very precious granddaughters M1, M2, M3 (they were on a visit) without looking at the slippers would plop their feet into them and would use them around the house. They would be visiting their other set of grandparents and leaving mine there or theirs’ here became a routine thing at our home. I took to guarding my slippers like a zealot when my granddaughters were around.

Same thing happened this January when I visited my daughter in Riyadh. We went for Umra (short pilgrimage) to Mecca and Madinah. During night when I needed to go to the bathroom the slippers would be missing. They wouldn’t be where they were supposed to be, beside my bed. I was sharing the hotel room, GUESS with WHOM? You guessed correctly, the three Ms’. Same was the case when we went out. When we came back I would be searching here and there for a while till I found my erstwhile slippers.

God help me! I will be sharing their room when I go to New York this time. Any suggestions? 😕

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