100 Happy Days: Day 19: Tea Break.

Happiness is 'Sharing tea time stories in 55 words’

Teapot lay on the table, untouched, its’ misty vapors disappearing in air. She pursed her lips, her tongue savoring that tender kiss.
 “Should I serve brewed tea now?” Said Sunil ruffling the wet, sweaty curls with his hand. “No, we will wait.” She gave quick glance on wall clock. “My husband will soon be home”.

In the company of Marathon Bloggers, we participate in the project of ‘100 Happy Days’

Also Clubbing #100HappyDays with a weeklong ‘55 word fiction’ attempt along with Marathon bloggers

I am posting pictures each day here on my blog then sharing the link on my page on FB too. You can enjoy my work either here or on my page at FB at Pushee’s World

Also will be pleased if you like and share my page at ‘Pushee’s World.

100 Happy Days: Day 18: 55’er on a common prompt.

Happiness is ‘Writing a story in just 55 words’.

Clubbing #100HappyDays with a weeklong ‘55 word fiction’ attempt along with Marathon bloggers

He wanted to share the stories of success, of pain, of adventure, of mystic too, but nobody stopped to hear his verse. They judged him. He was social outcast, a differently-abled man

Just as I was leaving, I gave him a mask. “It is a miracle,” I told him 

Now they squirm under his spell

 So here I am, with the project of ‘100 Happy Days’I am posting pictures each day here on my blog then sharing the link on my page on FB too. You can enjoy my work either here or on my page at FB at Pushee’s World

also will be happy if you like and share my page :)

100 Happy Days: Day 17 - 55’er on Love

Happiness is ‘Getting inspired to write with prompts’.

I get inspiration to write from my blogger friends at @Marathon Bloggers on FB. So this week, besides putting our best photographs, we will also write 55’ers. I have decided to club the two themes, know not how far will I succeed but the prompt for today is ‘love’

So here is my 55’ers on my picture taken at the photograph exhibition

Behind the closed doors, he dressed exactly like in the picture, dark pink dhoti, golden tiara, flower garlands around wrist and neck.

“Ahmed,” screamed Sakina as Ahmed tried to hide the flute behind his back. “Your Appa will be upset.”

“Just once, Amma, lets keep this secret between us.” The sweet music flooded the room

 So here I am, with the project of ‘100 Happy Days’I am posting pictures each day here on my blog then sharing the link on my page on FB too. You can enjoy my work either here or on my page at FB at Pushee’s World

Also Clubbing this with a week long 55 word fiction attempt along with Marathon bloggers

Shiva Trilogy 1- The Immortals of Meluha

“Look here, like it?” said my 25-years-old nephew as he turned his back to show me the intricate embroidery on the back of his shirt. His dark blue silk shirt had embroidered design of colorful snake wound around Trishul - the tri-fork blade.

“Have you become a disciple of Lord Shiva” I asked, slightly amused but quite impressed with the colorful thread work.

“Yes I have become the follower of dude Shiva who smokes chillum, uses bad language and is the destroyer of evil. He is really cool man".

My jaw dropped.

‘Relax’ he said, “after reading ‘The Mortals of Meluha’ you will understand what I mean” he laughed.

I googled the book online to read the burb

“The story of the man whom legend turned into a God” it said.

The book seemed to be part fiction, part mythological but how did it impress the young man? Maybe he was impressed with the war and violence that seemed to fill its' pages. Oh, It must be all boy stuff and I dismissed it.

Recently, on being confined to bed-rest, post-operation, I went through marathon reading and decided to read this book too.

Yes, this was un-put-down-able-book

‘The Immortals of Meluha’ is the first book of Shiva Trilogy by Amish Tripathy, brought up in a Shaivide family where he has been taught to worship and respect all religions.

It is a fast paced book, with interest never dithering a moment.

I loved reading about Shiva and Sati’s gradual love affair that begins when he watches her dance the first time, it deepens over the various meetings up to the time she finally expresses her love when she is seriously ill.

“I wish I had told you earlier,” murmured Sati, “because the first time that I am telling you will also be the last.”

Shiva continued to look at her, his voice choked.

Sati looked deeply into Shiva’s eyes, whispering softly, “I love you.’

That is the soft moment.

I have always been fascinated about Shiva dance that I have seen it perform by some Shiva devotees during several religious meetings. This dance is very well described in this book.

A beautiful eternal dance of love.

“Dancing was something Shiva was as accomplished in as in warfare. The dance conveyed the various emotions of a woman. In the beginning it conveyed her feeling of joy and lust as she cavorted with her husband. The next emotion was anger and pain at the treacherous killing of her mate. Despite his rough masculine body, Shiva managed to convey the tender yet strong emotions of a grieving woman.”

Shiva is so human and approachable. He makes mistakes and learnt from them.

The character of Anandmayi is also adorable, she being strong, fearless and sensual. She is the one who made me realize that Chandravanshis were not evil people.

Nagas are believed to be the evil forces behind the terrorist attacks that need to be destroyed but a human side of the Naga is shown when they try to save two women from being eaten by crocodile.

I am not sure if ‘Somras’ would be the preferred drink in present world, knowing the growing population of world today and all were to live more than 200 years, but I am equally fascinated by its' effects.

People looked young although they are more than 100 years old. What makes this possible is the brilliance of magic potion called ‘Somras- the drinks of the Gods invented by Lord Brahma. The power of the somras, when administered to selected group achieved a reverential status, which was used for the good of the society. They were not allowed to charge anything for their service, and had to live on alms and donations from others.

The city of Devagiri is a perfect town but I am still impressed with Ayodhya that resembles somewhat like Mumbai city with bad infrastructure, but people living a content life.

Some of the other excerpts that I liked

Page 86

Only your karma is important. Not your birth. Not your sex. And certainly not the color of your throat. Our entire society is based on merit.

Page 153

‘I think’ said Daksha smiling, ‘the most powerful force in a woman’s life is the need to be appreciated, loved and cherished for what she is’

Page 215

‘Transactions are threads that when woven together make up a society, its culture. Or in the case of a person, they weave together his character.’ If you want to understand a person’s character, look closely at his interpersonal behavior or his transactions.

The book is an interesting read. Waiting to read part 2 and 3.