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PROMPT November 18th An easy prompt for tonight. I'm tired, don't want to think much, so an easy one. What did you do during the 'Great Shutdown For The Upgrade' of WDC today? Tell us all the 'gory' details! As I said on the Newsfeed: Time zones! I'm the kid who Napped on the Back Seat. I didn't even have time to say 'are we there yet?' Moomy and Daddy got us there while I slept!  |
| PROMPT November 17th You have been invited to a posh dinner party hosted by one of the wealthiest people in your small town. When you arrive, your host is does not greet you, and the butler informs you they have been missing last night. A quick search by all the party goers finds him/her dead. Their body is in a small clearing in the woods bvehind the mansion. Being a modern day Nancy Drew/Joe Hardy type of person, you begin your own investigation. What do you find that leads you to the murderer. Who is the murderer? How was the host killed? Whoa. So not my genre. I'm gonna go beyond bloggers' license and digress totally. This reminded me of the game CLUEDO, which I used to enjoy playing as a child. I believe there is now a Harry Potter version of Cludedo. There was also a board game called Scotland Yard. Has anyone played this I found it very complicated when I tried. |
PROMPT November 16th This one will cover one of my favorite subjects, Food. Do you follow a certain regimen/diet when it comes to eating? Other than something you might be allergic to, are there any foods you avoid or limit yourself to? What's your favorite meal to prepare. Share your recipe if you like. (I have a 'killer' chocolate recipe!) Ha ha ha ha fooooood! A lot of my favourite foods begin with 'ch'. Chocolate. Chips. Chaat. Chivda. Channa. Chhavda. Cheese (Thanks Sumojo  And a lot more I am not putting down on the list! So let me talk about CHAAT. Chaat is one type of Indian street food. Every region thinks they're the best at making chaat and thinks their recipe is the ultimate. When I shifted from Bombay to Bangalore, the most MAJOR culture shock was that they pot TOMATOES in CHAAT  . How can you DO that? Don't get me wrong. I love tomatoes. Some of my best friends are tomatoes. I love them in salad, sandwich, soup, curry. BUT IN CHAAT?It's bigger than the pineapple on pizza debate. It's the biggest debate ever. BUT - if you want to talk to me about food, don't put tomatoes in chaat! |
PROMPT November 15th You and your two best friends are going on a month-long road trip. Where are you going? What three items must be in your luggage for this trip to make a great experience for you. My first instinct was to make this about POST MARKS again, because that would be the truth. But then I decided that I've written a lot about Marcophily, so I'll change the subject. So, given the trio, it would be about nature, and about worship. Also, we're all crazy about handicrafts - clothes, costume jewelery. We'd go birdwatching and we'd go to all the temples around. We'd buy any hand-made item we could. We'd need our binoculars, camera and sketch books. (AND MONEY!)  |
PROMPT November 14th A Mystery Genre prompt tonight. You are researching your genealogy and find that ancestors from a different generations and different countries made visits to the same remote place. Tell us about this remote place. Why were your ancestors going there? "Birbal!" King Akbar sounded a bit impatient as he called his favourite courtier. " Huzoor ?" Birbal stepped forward, bowing low. "Birbal, we must do something special. Something intriguing. Something unique." "Yes, Huzoor." Birbal's mind worked furiously. What did his monarch want now? Would he, Birbal, be able to satisfy the need, as he had always done before? "Something to make people come here, to Delhi, from far and wide. Something to make Sonali's ancestors visit." Quickly, Birbal logged on to facebook and searched 'Sonali'. He found several posts on both FB and WdC. Some related to Marcophily, others to the street food, 'CHAAT'. "We must invent those here, to attract Sonali's ancestors," he thought. And he did. Akbar's court had the first 'Emperor's seal' on all mail in 1556. Mail was carried by horses, and your mail bore a picture of a horse and uniformed mailman. It was the Moguls who brought CHAAT to India. The sev-puri, pani-puri, golgappa and puchka that Sonali's ancestors grew addicted to. They passed on the addiction to her. The current debate on the Bhatia family whatsapp is whether pani-puri is tastier or puchka. PS: Fiction, though the Moghuls did bring chaat to India. From what I've heard (not verified) there was a lot of sickness at the time and the water for pani-puri had to be heated, killing the germs. Not realizing that it was the heating that was curbing the infection, people thought pani-puri was good for health. Hey, who is to argue? |
PROMPT November 13th A Science-Fiction type prompt tonight. In your world, all citizens are temporarily neutered at birth. When you want to become a parent, you must prove to the government that you’ll be suitable caretakers and providers before you are allowed to procreate. How do you 'prove to the government' that you'll be a good caretaker/parent. Science Fiction? Jim, this is something I wished EVERY DAY when I was working regularly in a school. "Who let you be parents?" "Why weren't you neutered at birth?" is something I often thought while trying to smile politely and tell someone that no, four boiled sweets weren't sufficient for a kid's lunch box, or that schoolwork meant having books and pencils – every day, not rarely. Parenting isn't easy. It's a very intense lifelong commitment. It is not to be gone into for selfish reasons - to feel complete as a man / woman. It is not to be gone into to save a failing marriage (he'll stay for the baby). It is not to be gone into because society expects it. It is not to be gone into because in your old age, the kid'll look after you. Parenting is to be gone into because you want to bring a being into the world who will take humanity into the future, and you'll give that little being the roots to grow and the wings to fly, and then let her / him grow and fly. Those roots are made of day to day mundane tasks. Milk bottles. Diapers. Laundry. Visits to the dentist. Those wings are made of a lot of thought, concern and care. Bedtime stories. Shared walks. values imparted by deed and word. Basically it means constantly making parenting the priority, keeping the child's interests at heart and balancing one's own interests with these. Parenting is not easy. I am not a parent. I don't think I'd make a good one. In this sci-fi world, I'd choose to stay neutered (as I've chosen to stay single in the real world). I respect those with the courage to take it on. Maybe I'll have your kid in my class. Maybe I'll be your kid's favourite teacher. But I won't choose to be a parent. |
PROMPT November 12th A reminder I could say to myself before I’m tempted to respond to anger with anger, to fear with fear, to negativity with negativity is... This is something I've been working on a lot recently. After I started having eye problems in 2012, my aunt (my Mom's favorite cousin, who lives in Calcutta) started steering me to believe more in Lord Krishna. Thanks to her, Lord Krishna is now more of a presence in my life and this helps me a lot. My aunt is quite spiritual, she is translating the works of our Guru, Swami Akhandanandji, from Hindi to English. She has done forty books already. They are available free online. She is also a Harry Potter fan and often combines Hindu philosophy with JK Rowling's writing, when explaining things to me. Well, she has got me to understand that whatever happens, it happens because Krishna wanted it to. Whether I understand the reason at the time or not, He has a reason. She has taught me to respond to anger or fear with: "Help me understand why, Krishna" and then leave it. The answer will come in its time. I am not yet able to do this well, but I'm trying and its helping! |
PROMPT November 10th Your neighbor’s hay crop is ready to harvest. Everyone in their family is sick and their Combine is broken. How do you respond to this situation? Honest answer — I haven't the foggiest idea how I'd respond. This is too abstract a situation for me, I've never faced anything like it. While hypothetically I'd love to say: "I would jump in and help" I don't know what I'd actually do. I may help, I may make a few phone-calls to people who could help, I may shrug it off saying not my circus, not my monkeys (which is probably not politically correct to mention on a blog, but it's honest).   |
PROMPT November 9th You are having a very realistic dream. In this dream, you are approaching a castle. What unusual reason do you have to be at this castle? What do you say to the two guards standing outside it to gain entrance?  For every Indian child, this is going to bring to mind the story of how TENALI RAMAN entered the court of King Krishnadeva Raya of the Vijayanagar empire. I'm going to take bloggers' license again and narrate this well-known story. Tenali Raman was a clever wastrel, who wanted to get through life without doing much work. He knew if he could get a job in the palace, he'd be on velvet. So he went to the palace gates. The big, burly guard there said "HALT" and demanded an explanation for his presence. He had something to say to the King and the King alone, Tenali Raman replied. He was sure the King would reward him for it. The guard promptly asked for 50% of the reward as a bribe for letting Tenali Raman in. Tenali Raman entered the first gate, to be met by another guard at the door. A similar exchange followed, and he found himself in the King's Durbar (court). There, he challenged the King's Ministers to enter in to a dare. He dared them to do with their eyes open something he would do with his eyes closed. Laughing secretly at this simpleton, as they thought him, the Ministers agreed. Tenali Raman then proceeded to take a handful of sand from his pocket. He tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and put the sand on his eyelids. He then told the Ministers that they must now perform this trick with their eyes open. They had to admit defeat. The King was intrigued and amused. He appointed Tenali Raman as his court jester. He also said he'd give him a reward - anything Tenali Raman wanted, as he had outwitted the Ministers. Tenali Raman asked for his reward. He wanted to be lashed a hundred times with the King's biggest whip, he said. Everyone was aghast at this. How could a man choose pain as a reward? Tenali Raman was adamant, and the King gave in and the torturer entered with the whip. As he was about to strike, Tenali Raman shouted for him to stop. Then, Tenali Raman told the King about the guards. He had promised each of them fifty per cent of his reward. The King gave Tenali Raman a bag of gold and the guards received fifty lashes each. I hope you enjoyed my re-telling of an ancient tale! |
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