Life - or something like it

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This post has been published by me as a team member of The Wordsworth Legions for the SUPER 4 round of Bloggers Premier League (BPL) – The first ever unique, elite team blogging event of blog world. To catch the BPL action and also be part of future editions and other contests, visit and register at Cafe GingerChai He knew the end was near as darkness closed in. He gasped for air but the rope was tight around his neck. The faces of his mother and father flashed across his mind. Newspaper headlines on the Bed screamed out ‘Superstar Akhil Kumar caught naked with an 8 year old boy in a police raid’. P.S: 55 Fiction is a form of microfiction that refers to the works of fiction limited to a maximum of fifty-five words. To read posts by other members of the Wordsworth Legion in the  Super 4  Round, see here:  Shilpa , Pujitha ,  Smitha ,  Tavish ,  Kshitij ,  Parth  and  Hitesh.

“My heart is thudding in my chest but  I know I should remain strong but  I am scared of dying. My name is Nilufar Gholami, I am Karimi Gholami’s daughter and today is my last day on earth. I will be executed under Sharia law for committing adultery. All the people from my village in this great country ‘Iran’ with gather to see me die. I have committed no crime but yet I will be punished for it. The village council and Judge Rashidi have declared the sentence of ‘Death by Stoning’. My father wishes to save the family’s honor by sacrificing my life as he is ashamed of me. I was kidnapped and raped by Saeed, my own brother-in-law as he was not happy with my sister . My father was angry with me, as I have tainted the family name, he beat me up and I begged him for forgiveness. I said I was sorry for what had happened and accepted my mistake. My father appealed to the village council to have me stoned to death for committing adultery. Saeed was awarded 200 lashes for his...

Thank you for your Captions. I loved them all...but could only chose a couple of them. The winners for the 7th edition are: 1) Journomuse : Sarkozy to Obama: Well done, now you have learnt the Art of Peek-a-boo...bbbbb(oops no)bummmmm!! 2) Tavish : Sarkozy to himself: heeheehee looks like I influenced the world's most influential person. Congratulations!!! I am so pleased to give away this trophy to you. Thank you all for participating and hope to see you this Wednesday for the next edition.

I am at such an age in life where the best pastime possible is to crib about your better half with your close girl-friends. It is a sort of camaraderie which binds most married girlfriends. We discuss ‘almost’ everything with each other (Sex and the city was right about that) right from ‘issues with the maid’, ‘rising cost of living’, ‘recipes’ and ‘movies’ but ‘Crib about Hubby’ still being the best seller. The topic of discussion keeps changing as we enter into every new phase of our life. I grew up surrounded by girl friends who were not too keen on discussing boys, they were more interested in movies, books and just having a good time. Not that I did not have my mandatory crushes or was not observant about ‘good looking’ chaps in college. But I was not the stereotypical giggling girl who would nudge her girlfriend whenever the heart throb of college passed by. Then came the newly married phase when love and passion is in the air and your other half is the centre of your life ...

Every morning, most of us lift our head up from the pillow, wipe the drool from our cheek, sneak out a hand from under the covers to shut the insistent chirping of the infernal machine, the morning alarm. The extra 10 minutes after pressing the Snooze button is like manna, it is the best sleep we have ever had till the alarm rudely points out again that you need to get up. If you are like my hubs, you will not hear the alarm even if the volume of the chirping has reached deafening proportions. I have to poke him in the ribs to make him stop the racket. He will give me a look as if I have lost it and slowly reach out to shut the alarm. After the noise has stopped, hubs will turn and curl himself up and fall in deep slumber. As for me, I am left trying to lure back the wonderful dream which was rudely disrupted. I lie in bed, tossing and turning to find a comfortable position so that I could resume my dream. But now, sleep has evaporated and my bladder gives me a signal that it i...

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Many girls while growing up imitate their mothers. The girl will dress up in her mothers' clothes, use her makeup, wear her jewelry and of course try to walk in her shoes. My eldest sister did all these requisite things. We have black and white photos of her wearing 'Aai's' (Mother) Georgette saris complete with Bindi and the works. I was never fascinated about wearing a sari or Bindis. Even now, these things don't entice me. I had thought, Whew! I narrowly escaped from 'Imitating Mommy' syndrome. But yesterday, as I was rinsing out the shampoo bottle to use the last dregs sticking at the bottom before I threw the bottle away, I experienced epiphany. Damn! Cut my head off and feed it to the vultures, I am my Mother. I am doing the exact same thing my mother does. All my attempts at trying to be different from my mother have not worked. It is, as if after the age of 30, a dormant gene in my body has suddenly taken a life of its own and is commanding me...

Thank you for your Captions. It was quite difficult to choose the winners :) The winners for the 6th edition are: 1) Smitha : Just what we need on a hot afternoon, cool water lapping at our feet, and our favourite soap on tv! 2) The Holy Lama : Family wet together Congratulations!!! I am so pleased to give away this trophy to you.   Thank you all for participating and hope to see you this Wednesday for the next edition.

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet." These famous lines by Shakespeare have been repeated many times by many people when they screw up your name and then instead of saying ‘Sorry’, give you this statement very cheekily . Now,It is time to come out of the closet… Dang..you people have a one track mind…I meant come out and declare my name in public and not what you thought.  All this while I have been writing under the name ‘ Lazy Pineapple ’ and will continue to do so…but many of you are curious to know my real name and some of you actually do know it. Then again, those who know my name manage to screw it up…And I mean royally. My parents will cringe when they come to know of this fallacy. My real name is Vinita (which means Humble), V I N I T A and not Vineeta, Vinuta, Vineetha, Vinitha or Vineta. Most people end up up calling me Vineeta which again is not my name, even if it seems like my name. Its so ...

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Today Hubs and I decided to eat out, no special day and nothing was planned, it was just a spur of the moment thing. Lancaster, where I live, is a quaint British town and has a limited choice of Restaurants. We have actually covered most places in the past three years. Today, we decided to travel on the road less travelled and drove into rural Lancashire for a bite to eat. We ended up at ‘The Stork’ , an old charming English Inn in the village of Conder Green a few miles from Lancaster. The inn has been there for centuries, at least since 1660, when it had a thatched roof. The current name dates from the 19th Century, as storks appear on the family crest of the then-owners of the estate. The view is of countryside with grasslands as far as the eye can see, sprinkled liberally with farm animals like sheep and horses. It is peaceful and a  perfect setting for winding down after a work day. We reached the pub when it was relatively quiet, soon the regulars to the pub ...

Anjamma looked at her daughter Kaveri with a mixture of pain and relief as she bathed her in the river water with the other women.  Kaveri is just 10 years old and is excited at the prospect of wearing new clothes and flowers in her hair. ‘Aai(Mother), when do I get to put flowers in my hair? will they be Jasmine? I love Jasmine flowers, they smell so sweet’. ‘Kaveri, hold still, let me scrub you properly, you should be pure during your marriage ceremony’. Today, Kaveri is to be wedded to ‘Lord Khandoba’ and become a ‘Murali’, just like her mother. She is to be a servant of god and become a ‘Devadasi’. Anjamma’s family and other men and women in Jejuri have gathered for the marriage ceremony at the temple. Kaveri is dressed in ‘Parkar Polka’ (Skirt and bodice) of bright red with a zari border. There is milk, yoghurt, butter, coconuts, flowers and turmeric powder and as the priest chants mantras, Kaveri is made to stand next to the idol and people shower her with turmeric...

Thank you for your Captions. All of them were hilarious.   The winners of the 5h Edition are : Aparna : What does he hope to find? The diamonds are in the mines dammit. Meira : LION: "Damn! She's looking away! I wonder what she thinks of me now. Congratulations!!! I am so pleased to give away this trophy to you Girls :)   Thank you all for participating and hope to see you this Wednesday for the next edition.

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My mouth was salivating as I opened the container sent by a friend and the tangy and pungent smell hit my nose. Ahh! the smell of the sweet and sour taste of the Paani ( Spiced Water for a street food in India called Paani- Poori) hit me with a force. It brought back sweet memories of stuffing my face with street food countless number of times, when I was in India. Today, I ate ‘Paani poori’  after a gap of nearly 3 years and the whole experience was orgasmic and beyond description. I still have the lingering taste of the dish in my mouth. Despite having innumerable restaurants and fast food joints, Indians love their street food. It is one of the best and cheapest way to enjoy the cuisine of a pa rticular community and in turn the culture of that region. To enjoy street food in India, you have to let go of your inhibitions about hygiene and concentrate only on gratifying your taste buds. You have to be like a warrior who is ready to weather anything and march into the unkn...

Thank you for your entries to the contest. All the entries were hilarious. There are two winners for the fourth edition Wannabauthor : Petrol-station attendant: Wow,this is weird.I thought I had seen it all in this job, but I guess not....(Donkey snorts) Mr. Stupid : The Donkey 300. Comes with an Impressive Mileage and a good Top Speed. Though, it kicks on being upset! Congratulations!!! I am so pleased to give away this Trophy. Well done. Thank you all for Participating and hope to see you again in the next round of caption Contest on Wednesday. P.S: Winners please drop me a mail so that I can send you the trophy.

I know that there is no such word, I totally made it up. After reading Psych Babblers post today..something prompted me to write this post.  She has written about our intense desire to be people pleasers at a cost which sometimes harms our self esteem and how we cannot please all people. We are social creatures and as such we need friends to be a part of this exciting journey we call life. When I was growing up, I had tons of friends, so many that my parents were alarmed at the number of people who turned up to celebrate my birthday. Slowly, as time passed some friends disappeared from my life and new ones came in. Every woman needs girlfriends in her life, there are some things your better half will never be able to understand even if he is your soul mate. We can discuss almost everything under the sun with our girlfriends right from, why we get angry with our maids, guests who drop in unannounced and leave a mess in the house, the latest fashion trends and the rising co...

I recently saw the movie ‘Unthinkable’, a political thriller starring Samuel L. Jackson and Carrie Ann Moss (Matrix), playing as black ops interrogator and FBI agent from counter terrorist unit respectively. I was quite intrigued by the story and in some places it even reminded me of  the TV series ‘24’ of which I am a huge fan. Though it is not a typical ‘Hollywood’ film, it does leave you with a lot of questions in your mind. The main questions being ‘How far are you willing to go when its a question of saving thousands of lives?’, ‘Are you willing to allow ‘human rights violations’ when it comes to saving many lives?’.  The film is gripping and all the lead actors have given superb performances with Samuel L. Jackson as the bad  cop  ‘H’. He has played the role of a menacing and ruthless interrogator with aplomb. To counter balance him, Carrie Ann Moss plays the good cop as Agent Brody, a sensitive yet strong woman. ‘H’ is brought in when ‘Younger’ aka ‘Yusuf’, ...

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