Dangerously Spiky!

I saw this amazing tree, covered with conical thorns, looking certainly uninviting. I believe this tree belongs to the genus Ceiba.

Me: “Oooh! Such a scary tree!

Tree: “Don’t judge me by my looks, lady. I’m kind, let me gift you a mirror.”

spiky_tree3Photograph © Yuhu Tama

 

Every branch, even the smallest one, is ornamented with such sharp spikes. The leaves look innocent though, as if they’ve got nothing to do with the scary branches.

Leaf : “At least, I’m pretty!”

Branch: Sharpening its spikes in the wind, “You said something, leaf?”

Leaf: Now scared, “I said, I’m pitied!”

spiky_tree2Photograph © Yuhu Tama

 

I guess it looked uninviting only for me. I saw a few ants coolly climbing this tree. I couldn’t help but wonder what they felt, as they treaded along this dangerous looking trail. May be its just a fun trek for these guys!

Ants: “Lets see who gets to the top, first. The one who reaches first, gets to sleep with the Queen! C’mon!”

spiky_tree1Photograph © Yuhu Tama

This reminds me of the widely opened mouth of a crocodile or an alligator, with sharp teeth. Yikes!

Dinosaur: “Hey! It kinda looks like my teeth too!”.

spiky_tree4Photograph © Yuhu Tama

Well, if this tree doesn’t spell Danger!, then what does?

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Yuhu’s Corner:

This is my entry for the Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is Danger!

Priorities

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS PHOTO PROMPT

sandra-crook-1PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

WORD COUNT :100

A honeymoon suite’s mirror, reflected the love emanating from the couple. “Love you”, she whispered. Her husband looked deep into her eyes and kissed her passionately.

The couple celebrated their 10th anniversary in the very same suite. The mirror now showed a worried looking plump lady, sitting on the bed and her balding husband working at the desk, with his laptop. “Think Anne is OK?”, she asked. Without looking at her he replied, ‘Just a cold! She’ll be fine”.

With work and worry towering between them, the bed in that honeymoon suite failed its purpose for the very first time.

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Yuhu’s Corner:
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can read the other entries here.

Check out a couple of my favorite stories for the last week’s FF prompt. I’m sure you’ll love these brilliant pieces.

Awards and Tags!

This is a post where I accept a few tags and blogger recognition awards by answering the nominators’ interesting questions. First of all, I apologize for my late response. Anyway, here goes.

The Blue Sky Tag:

My wonderful friends, Varun (My Art & Me) and Poetrylover (poetry2473) are the ones who tagged me. Thank you both  so much. You should certainly check out the poems written by these two. They are absolutely delightful.

Rules:

  1. Thank the person who nominated you.
  2. Answer their questions.
  3. Tag people.
  4. Give them questions to answer.

Alright! Time to answer some questions.

Varun’s Questions:

1. What’s your opinion on the existence of other dimensional travels and parallel multiverse?

I would like to believe that they are possible. May be our dreams are one mode for parallel dimension travel. Probably, there is no proof for this. But I would like to believe in them.

2.  If you could travel back in time, where would you go? (you get only three chances for the time travel)

I have no intension of going back in time. I certainly don’t want to live those years again. Let’s go into the future, into something new!

3.  What supernatural power would you like to have?

I would love to fly. Soar high above, above the trees and the clouds. That would be wonderful.

4. What’s your favorite season of the year?

The holiday season, of course!

5. What would you rather be? A werewolf or a vampire? (you have to choose between them. No ‘neither’ option)

I do love Lupin (from Harry Potter), so a werewolf.

6.  What are the top three wishes from your bucket list?

It keeps changing. For now, I will have to say, 1) I want to find my passion, 2) Travel, 3) Write consistently.

7.  What is or was your new year’s resolution for 2017?

I don’t make any New year’s resolution. My post, New Year Resolutions, should tell you why.

8. If you had a choice, would you rather relive your teenage years or your 20s years? Why?

I wouldn’t want to live those years, both my teenage years and my early twenties. I went through a lot during that period. I’m extremely glad to be right here, right now.

9. What’s the one thing about you that people notice instantly? (your unique trait or trademark)

I’m not very sure. But I guess, my glasses. I wear HUGE glasses. I’ve got very powerful eyes. Ha Ha!

10.  (last and simple one) What’s your most favorite dish?

Anything my mom cooks. She’s the best!


PoetryLover’s Questions

1. What’s your favorite song?

Ha! This is so difficult. I’m currently hooked to Coldplay’s ‘Hymn for the weekend’. But my all time favorite songs are composed by A.R.Rahman. I have no words to express how much his music means to me.

2.  One food you can’t live without?

I love rice. I don’t think I can go on without it.

3.  What inspires you? and 8. What motivates you? 

Many things, the people around me, their conversations, relationships, nature, documentaries, other people’s writings, movie scripts, art…. This can go on forever!

4. Do you prefer summer or winter?

In the summer, I prefer winter and in the winter, summer! Typical.

5. What are your hobbies?

I love doing a variety of things. But I’m not an expert in anything. I love to write (Duh!), paint, sing, listening to music, dreaming, walking, watching anime…. Another limitless list.

6.  Do you participate in any sports?

Not at all. I’m terrible at sports.

7.  Do you regret anything you’ve done?

A lot of things. But I don’t let them get to me, too much.

8.  Who’s your favourite celebrity?

No one really, but I do love A.R.Rahman’s music. So probably him.

9. What makes you happy?

Being myself.

10. What makes you sad?

When I realize that being myself could hurt someone.



My dear friend, Varun (a.k.a Uchiha) has nominated me for a couple of blogger’s recognition award.

The Real Neat Blog award

Created by  Dear Kitty. Some blog

Rules:

1. Put the award logo on your blog.
2. Answer 7 questions asked by the person who nominated you.
3. Thank the people who nominated you, linking to their blogs.
4. Nominate any number of bloggers you like, linking to their blogs.
5. Let them know you nominated them (by commenting on their blog etc.)

Here are my answers to his questions:

1. If you had to choose between super strength or super speed, which would you choose? And why?

Super speed, I guess. This sounds more fun. Even if I were super strong, I would still have to work in front of my computer each day. With super speed, I could at least get some work done, sooner.


2. Have you ever been caught by your teacher in a very bad situation? How did you deal with it?

I once corrected my English teacher during class. She blasted me left, right and center. I silently stood and heard what she had to say. She was in a bad mood. She must have had a fight back home. Poor thing.


3. Are you scared of darkness and ghost stories? How much?

I used to be terrified of darkness. I never used to enter a room without the lights on. I remember how my brother used to turn of the bathroom lights, once I enter it. Ha Ha! I guess I’m better now.


4. Would you stay the night in a graveyard alone by yourself as a bet after watching a severe horror film at night?

I don’t watch horror movies. I can’t even bear the thought of this situation. Ha Ha! Ghosts may or may not exist, but I’m not staying in a graveyard at night.


5. If you were given 10 million dollars as a gift by a big mafia boss for doing something very good for him, like saving his or his child’s life, how would you spend it?

My first reaction would be, ‘No thanks’. But if he does insist, I would probably open some health care facilities or some schools.

6. If you had an opportunity to 100 percent change yourself or your surroundings and happenings, what would you change? What would you choose?

I think a natural change happens with time, if you are an open minded person. I would like time and my choices to reflect the changes in me.


The Blog-aholic Award

Created by The Recipe Hunter (Cook & Enjoy)

Rules:

1. Put the above logo/image on your blog.
2. List the rules.
3. Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog (it can be to the post in which they nominated you or any other post or you can even link to their ‘About’ page).
4. Mention the creator of the award and please provide a link to The Recipe Hunter (Cook & Enjoy).
5. Write a post to show your award.
6. Share a link to your best post(s).
7. Share 3 interesting and different facts about yourself. (I think you have heard enough about me! Phew! )
8. Nominate 5-10 bloggers or more of you wish.
9. Comment on each blog and let them know you have nominated them and provide the link to the post you created.

I’m not sure what my ‘best’ posts are. That’s for the readers to decide. But the ones that are close to heart are my first two posts on my blog.

  1. Alone inside– My first poem ever (if you neglect some 4 liners etc).
  2. Sleeping child– My second poem, inspired by my close friend who gave birth to a still-born child.

 Alright! Time for me to nominate. It’s your call to accept it or not.

Blue sky tag:

Storyteller

authorchrisbrown

The Real neat blog award:

Nayana Nair

cwhiteweb

The blog-aholic award:

midnightmusings

Ali Qureshi

Here are my questions for the Blue sky tag and The Real neat blog award:

  1. Why did you start blogging?
  2. What is the one change you see in yourself after you started your blog?
  3. When do you write the best? I mean, is it when you are sad and moody or cheerful and happy?
  4. Are your stories/poems happy ones or sad ones, predominantly? Do you think it tells something about the emotions you are going through?
  5. What is the best comment you’ve received on your blog so far?

All my questions are related to blogging. I hope while you answer them, you’ll be motivated further, to write better. That is always good for a reader, like me. Isn’t it?

Thanks a lot for reading, you guys!

-Yuhu!

With you

Singapore_night_lightPhotograph © Yuhu Tama

I’m not afraid to make this journey,

ripe with many a testing tourney,

along roads that lead me into utter darkness,

burning me with words of the heartless,

as long as you hold my hand,

and help me understand,

that there is nothing wrong and right,

as everything changes color with one’s sight.

I want you by my side,

together we’ll soar and glide.

With you I’ll certainly get through,

for you are me, and I am you.

-Yuhu!

Yuhu’s Corner:

This is my entry for the Weekly Photography Challenge. This week’s theme is ‘Wanderlust’. This photograph was taken during my trip to Singapore. I loved the lights and the ambiance of  this place.

Withered love

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS PHOTO PROMPT

frost-on-the-tombstone-lizPHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young

WORD COUNT: 100

“You should’ve seen Anne up there, today! ‘Grandpa’s little girl’, they said”, jabbered the old lady, as she took her seat in her backyard. “Remember you waved at me from the stage during your graduation?”. She giggled in reminiscence.

“You don’t like the snow”, she said looking at the sky, worried.

Back home, Anne noticed her grandma brushing away the falling snow from her grandpa’s tombstone. She ran to fetch her. “Grandma! You’ll catch a cold. Let’s go!”

Ushered into the home, grandma threw a final glance towards her withered love and thought, “I won’t be too long, my dear.”

-Yuhu!

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Yuhu’s Corner:
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.

Last week, I read all the 76 amazing entries! Here are a couple of stories that I really loved.
Everything Happens for a Reason by Plaridel, who introduced me to the FF group. Thanks, Plaridel.
The Spendthrift by Michael Wynn. I, particularly, loved the conversation in his story.

Breaking the inner snare

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Painting © Yuhu Tama

Each night I set out,
to the world of my dream,
in search of that route,
where peace would gleam.

Yet, here I was back again,
to the thorny side of the river.
“Am I still sane?”
The thought made me shiver.

I looked and searched,
not another soul in sight.
I fell as I lurched,
crying at my own plight.

Submitting myself to this fake
reality of nightmare,
I sank into the silvery lake,
drowning in the fear of my own snare.

A distant call resounded,
pulling me out of this trance.
By glittering lights, I was surrounded.
Life offered me another chance.

Carried by the light,
my feet touched the ground.
Now on the other side,  I stood, shining bright.
“Myself”, I had finally found.

With words of ice,
I had stabbed my heart,
I now break this chain of lies,
to give myself a fresh start.

The scene is no longer eerie,
I’ve finally set myself free.
Every dream can now become a reality,
for light and warmth resides within me.

-Yuhu!

Yuhu’ Corner:

Sometimes we don’t give ourselves enough credit. When was the last time you truly appreciated yourself?

New Year Resolutions

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS PHOTO PROMPT

shoes-and-books-by-magaly-guerrero

PHOTO PROMPT © Magaly Guerrero

WORD COUNT: 99

Entries titled, “New year resolution” from a young woman’s diary.

January 1 2015:

Create a collection of your own miniature art. Make one every month.

By May 2015, an empty box labeled, ‘My Art’, found its permanent residence on the floor beside her brown stool.

January 1 2016:

You’re an art student for crying out loud! It doesn’t matter if you hate history. Read ‘Art through the ages’.

Gardner’s book soon joined the dusty box.

January 1 2017:

Learn ballroom dancing. Lose weight.

On April 22nd 2017, a few dozen spiderlings emerged from the labyrinth inside the dancing shoes. They viewed their neighborhood built by broken resolutions.

-Yuhu!

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Yuhu’s Corner:
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.

 

Yarn

sun_rising_above_treePhotograph © Yuhu Tama

Licked by the tentacles of the glowing Sun,
our Earth rotated and slowly spun,
the Yarn of life, binding you and me,
to the towering tree and the tiny bee.

Another yarn is spun by the wheels of time,
run by hearts dripping with slime.
They blind us with fear,
making the truth,  a smear.

Will a new day dawn,
with all their lies gone?
Will the Sun shine warmly above,
securing you and me in the yarn of love?

-Yuhu!

Yuhu’s Corner:

This is my entry for the Weekly Photography Challenge. This week’s theme is ‘Earth’. This poem is inspired by Zeitgeist: The Movie.

The dinner

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS PHOTO PROMPT

dale-rogerson-pizza
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

WORD COUNT: 100

Dad: “That must be mom. Dinner ready?”

Girl: “Yes”.

Mom walked in, holding an envelope.

Mom: “What’s this?”

Dad: “I… I… I can explain.”

Mom: “You’re busted.”

Girl: “Mom, Dad, can we discuss after dinner? Please?

Mom: “Dinner??? We’ll have to beg for it soon!”

Without a word, Dad stormed out.

Mom: “YES, RUN AWAY! The perfect solution!”

Girl:Mom?

Mom: “Honey… I’m not hungry. Sorry.”

Later, with dinner placed on her dressing table, the girl looked into the mirror and wondered why her life doesn’t change. As tears burned her eyes, she ate a very salty pizza that night.

-Yuhu!

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Yuhu’s Corner:
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.


The rescue

That morning, I was woken up by a distant sound. I lazily got up and went to my balcony to take a look.  Although I could localize the sound, I couldn’t find its producer. After a while, I went on ahead with my day knowing that the mother cat would probably find her kitten calling out to her.

I was shocked to hear the call still echoing through my hostel walls, as I returned that evening. My neighbor, whom I shall refer to as InKLa, (Incredibly Knowledgeable Lass) also found the situation alarming. So we set out to find the kitty, determined to rescue it.

After a while of hunting, we discovered its location. The kitten hid in a small pit,  meowing its lungs out, calling its mother for help. We tried (actually InKLa did) to catch the kitty, but the little thing was too fast and ran into a pipe that opened into the pit, making it impossible for us to reach it. InKLa suggested that I bring a basket for the kitten, so I ran up to my room, in the second floor, to get it. By the time I found one, InKLa was back, grinning widely, holding the kitten safely in her arms. The kitten sat silently, clearly paralyzed with fear. The poor thing!

She released it in my room and said, “Lets call her ‘Saki'”. “Her???”, I asked. InKLa turned to leave and said, “She is certainly not going to let us check her ass out at this point, so let’s just assume that Saki is a she”. I laughed and agreed.

Saki is a Japanese word. While ‘Sa‘ means blossom, ‘ki‘ means hope. Our Saki certainly had a hope to survive.

Saki was absolutely scared that evening. She hid under one of the tables in my room and started her distress calls again. Without InKLa, I was totally at a loss to find a solution to calm her down. I took a cardboard box and placed my kitty doll inside it. I hoped that Saki would find my kitty doll to be good company. Lame huh? Please don’t judge me. I was desperate to find a solution. After all, the other hostel mates could complain about me for housing a stray kitten.

After a few Internet searches, I found some music, on Youtube, to calm and relax cats!!! I am certainly not joking. I started playing one such music and sat in the middle of my room, not moving around much. Magically, Saki started to calm down and dared to take a peek from under the table. Slowly, she started to explore my room and I still sat there, like a statue, trying my best not to alarm her. Incredibly, Saki loved my kitty doll. She kept visiting the doll often and rubbed against its soft fur. I felt sad. May be this poor kitten was missing her mother.

The next two days went in a blur. Saki would play all night, not letting me sleep. There is only one room with an attached balcony for each person in my hostel, so there was no escaping from this kitty. She would jump on me when I lay down and scare me. Although I enjoyed it in the beginning, I started going crazy without a proper sleep. InKLa offered to help out the next night and took Saki to her room. I must admit, I slept like a baby that night. I had never realized the importance of a good sleep before.

The way the hair stood on InKLa’s head, the next morning, revealed how well she had slept the previous night. During the mornings, Saki (the sleep destroying monster) slept peacefully, looking like an angel. I must admit that I was tempted to jump on her too. Ha Ha! Here is a photograph of Saki peacefully sleeping on my doll. I think she feels Secure near soft and furry things. Isn’t she cute?

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Saki sleeping peacefully. Photograph © Yuhu Tama

InKLa and I realized that it wasn’t healthy for a little kitten to be locked inside a room all the time. So we decided to give her up for adoption. It was a hard decision to make, but it was the best option for Saki and our sleep. The very next day, InKLa planned to take Saki to an adoption center. On our last morning together, Saki and I played with her favorite toys.

We placed Saki inside a basket along with a kitty doll. I bid farewell to my dear Saki and gave her a speech about how things would turn out just fine for her. I’m not really sure if Saki heard all that I told her, that morning. As InKLa took the basket away, I went back to work, teary eyed. I was certain to miss that little, sleep destroying, fur ball.

After a week, the agency called us to inform that Saki had found a happy home. They mentioned that the little girl who adopted Saki found her extremely cute. Well, who wouldn’t? InKLa and I were quite happy, that day, that our small, yet Timely effort to help a kitten, finally paid off.

–  Yuhu!