Tag: memories

  • Childhood ICE WATER game

    Daily writing prompt
    Are there any activities or hobbies you’ve outgrown or lost interest in over time?

    There are many things I enjoyed in my childhood that I no longer enjoy now. In the past, for some weird reason, I really enjoyed climbing trees and sitting on top of them. I also loved playing and running around with friends, chasing each other, and playing ‘Ice Water.’ However, this interest has gradually faded over the years, and I no longer enjoy or am interested in running and playing the same games. Maybe over the years, I have gained so much weight that I do not want to run, or maybe I am just too lazy to run. Nevertheless, these are things that I have completely lost interest in

  • The best day of life!

    Daily writing prompt
    Describe your most ideal day from beginning to end.

    The most ideal day, unfortunately, remains a privilege I have yet to experience. Nevertheless, I envision my ideal day as one filled with laughter, good food, and the presence of my loved ones, enjoying each other’s company. It’s a day where we embark on travels to new places, away from the distractions of social media, fully immersed in the joy of our shared moments.

    In this ideal day, love and joy prevail, making every moment spent together special. It’s a day where we share stories and create memories, appreciating the unfolding tapestry of life. This, in my vision, would truly be the best day of my life.

  • One quirky eating habit of my family!

    Bloganuary writing prompt
    Write about a few of your favorite family traditions.

    While it might not appear realistic to others, our family has a unique and somewhat whimsical tradition when it comes to our eating habits, particularly with Chicken or duck curry. Regardless of the style or cuisine, my mom consistently reserves the bottom or tail part of the chicken for herself. The gizzard with the intestine is exclusively served to my dad, unless, of course, he’s in the mood to share with the rest of us.

    This tradition holds a special significance for us, and when all the siblings are present, a specific allocation is made. The drumsticks find their way to the two younger sisters, while the wings are designated for my brother and me. The reasoning behind this division remains unclear to me. Perhaps it’s an inadvertent way to ensure that each family member receives a portion of meat in accordance with our age differences, or maybe it’s simply a quirky tradition that has evolved over time.

    Regardless of its origins, I’ve grown accustomed to and, in a way, developed a fondness for this practice. There are moments, however, when I can’t help but envy my dad for consistently enjoying what is arguably the best part of the meal.

  • Why do I build dream castle?

    Daily writing prompt
    Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why?

    Building a dream castle is the best dream I can ever have. I consistently dream about my future self and envision how it would unfold. Rarely do I reflect on the past, especially when it doesn’t seem to contribute to my future growth. I revisit the past only when I want to reminisce about joyful memories or extract lessons and experiences that can guide me in life.

    My focus on the future makes me resilient and positive. I might shed tears today and work hard, all in the pursuit of a brighter tomorrow. This positive outlook fuels my determination to endure challenges in the present for the promise of a better future.

    I’m confident that many people share the dream of a better future and are eagerly anticipating a more fulfilling life. However, I recognize that some individuals find it difficult to forget the past and let go of its hold on them. My heart goes out to them, even though I may not fully comprehend their struggles. I sincerely hope that they find solace and peace soon.

  • Childhood nostalgia!

    Daily writing prompt
    What makes you feel nostalgic?

    Those childhood memories make me feel nostalgic; gone are the days when we were innocent, finding contentment in half a slice of bread or a piece of candy. Watching movies after end-of-term exams had us eagerly anticipating the day. Engaging in chit-chat about our crushes in class captured all our attention, and nothing could make us happier than gossiping about the seniors’ love stories. Let’s not forget those silly fights and crying profusely over trivial reasons just to seek the attention of our parents or teachers… Ah! those were the days.