Tag: favorite

  • Is it Truly as Simple as ABC?

    Is it truly as simple as ABC, as the saying goes? I distinctly remember struggling immensely to learn how to write the ABCs. It’s not just my own experience; observing young children grappling with the task underscores the difficulty of mastering the English alphabet. This challenge persists even among educated individuals well-versed in literature. So, why do we say “as easy as ABC” and not “as tough as ABC” or “as complicated as ABC”? The bias in this world, from the beginning to the end, is a perplexing aspect.

    As one of my college professors, particularly from the Political Science department, used to emphasize, “We are born with politics, live in politics, and carry it until our last day.” These words echo a truth about the omnipresence of politics in our lives.

    Allow me to express a few lines in my dialect, “Khipana khipali machong mei manem mei mana kachi li khipana ya chi paira? Ringkapha mirin wui shongza khangakhui hili kachipana kachangkhat eina ngakhui zatli doh? ” This underscores the challenges and intricacies embedded in existence.

    Indeed, it’s a competitive world where survival of the fittest reigns. Among billions, a handful live seemingly indifferent to the value of life. Half the population believes money is everything. Meanwhile, billions struggle tirelessly to bring sustenance home, while some grapple with the pressure of overcoming debts, and others rest beneath the weight of debts accumulated from people.

    Life, in its essence, is both unfair and just. The promises of truth prevailing, peace reigning, and justice being rewarded sound comforting, envisioning better days. Yet, are these promises mere notions one must patiently await to manifest in their lives?

    Unanswerable questions loom large, a shared uncertainty. Above all, the beacon that people ardently pursue is that of HOPE. It conquers the atrocities of life, washing away the bitterness of endless tears. I hope, one day, a brighter future will dawn.

  • Life Today: Navigating Unseen Paths

    Daily writing prompt
    Is your life today what you pictured a year ago?

    Is your life today the canvas you painted a year ago?
    Envisioning one path, God’s plan unfolds, a different flow.
    Opting for right turns, He guides left, unexplored,
    Places unseen, His divine design restored.

    Difficult, it is, to align plans with the divine,
    Accepting God’s will, a challenge in each line.
    Hope and faith, unseen hands to trust,
    Invisible, yet omnipresent, God is just.

    In the shadows, doubts linger, hard to bear,
    Through family troubles, a continuous affair.
    Failures stack up, a questioning mind,
    Am I doing right? Is God truly aligned?

    In the silence, where He seems afar,
    Trust wavers, like a dimming star.
    The hardships, the family strife,
    Is God present in this complex life?

    Yet, as the day concludes, a truth unfolds,
    A purpose for all, a story He molds.
    In the maze, I search for my way,
    Confident my time to shine will sway.

    For now, I dwell in a healing space,
    Reflecting on life, its every trace.
    A time to mend, a moment to heal,
    In the brokenness, a purpose to reveal.

  • Travel wishlist

    Daily writing prompt
    What cities do you want to visit?

    There are the most beautiful places in the world, and one would undoubtedly love to visit these once-in-a-lifetime destinations. Marvelous cities abound across the globe, and I have witnessed them firsthand, through television, photos, and social media. I have heard countless tales about these extraordinary places.

    I have a myriad of destinations on my travel wishlist, and among them is Dubai. I harbor ardent desires to visit this city, to be captivated by its allure and marvel at its unique lifestyle. Oh, how fortunate I would be to experience the wonders of Dubai one day.

  • Brand label shoes doesn’t matter

    Daily writing prompt
    What is something others do that sparks your admiration?

    I find immense joy in the enchanting melodies of those who possess exceptional singing abilities. Their musical prowess never fails to captivate me, soothing my soul with every strum of their instruments. The attraction I feel towards such individuals is akin to a bee drawn irresistibly to a flower.

    Furthermore, when it comes to sports like football, basketball, or volleyball, the prowess displayed by skilled players is simply awe-inspiring. The rush of adrenaline they evoke is undeniable, often leaving me in a state of exhilaration. Jokes aside, I acknowledge that I am a person whose satisfaction is not easily attained, making it rare for me to genuinely like or accept someone. Once I form a connection with someone, I am unwilling to let it go easily, cherishing them with my entire being.

    While I may struggle to express myself eloquently, I am keenly aware of the profound gratitude I hold for each person who has touched my life. Admittedly, I can exhibit selfish and stingy tendencies, particularly when it comes to matters of money.

    As previously mentioned, the power of a captivating voice holds a special place in my heart. Neat and well-groomed attire sparks a significant interest in me, and I appreciate the meticulous care taken in maintaining clean footwear, regardless of whether it carries a brand label.

  • Childhood Cartoon

    Daily writing prompt
    What’s your favorite cartoon?

    When we were young, we didn’t have a TV, so we rarely got to watch it, let alone a TV series. Even when we did watch, it was from the CD player, as the villagers didn’t have a signal to connect or a place to subscribe to channels. The one channel I remember was Tom and Jerry. We would run to our neighbors’ places to watch it and sometimes even had to contend with the elders for the channel, as they were uninterested in watching it. We were teenagers back then. I vividly remember the joy and laughter we shared with our cousins and talked about it after the show.

    Gone are the days when we’d watch over three rupees dried Mattar and 50 paise sweets. We would quarrel about eating too much and too fast, not sharing with the others. We would also trick the younger ones into eating more than them—haha. Reminiscing about it gives me nostalgia. Thanks for this daily prompt topic.