I intend to write a…


I intend to write a post or two on weekly features. Wonder of wonders: As soon as I go to the list of available formats in which I used to publish with others here: I recall that I created it with an open heart to welcome anyone and everyone to write as often as they needed to: provided, they had a WordPress account. It seemed now: as if I needed a special permission to write. I didn’t. Nobody does. It’s a different matter whether anyone of the followers of this blog is interested in what you intend to write. I used to assemble a 13 words story every Sunday. We did many such posts collaborations. Idea was given by one Keith Garth who participated for a while here.

I want to introduce you to Tohu verse. It’s a word which means “chaos.” The word comes from Jewish mystical tradition (Kabbalah.)

I was fond of learning words because they were the only investment which would have made me rich. It didn’t. I have been working on my vocabulary. As I was looking for longest words in English language: I realized they were often compound of simple words. I began creating them on my own.

An example: it is the custom of union.


What I did here: removed the spaces between the words in the sentence. If you do it for enough long : you create some musical notes. It might be fun to read them back. Here’s a sample Tohu Verse:


Reading it is not easy or fun. It’s puzzling and needs concentration. Let me know what you think of it.

#ideas #tohuverse #verse #weekly

A Tuesday Trivia Refresh?

Good morning /day /evening!

Did you know…?

A long, long time ago I committed to our TeamLady that I would try posting something for this. At the time, the schedule slots for this ‘feature’ were very much in demand and quite popular with readers here. Do you have a trivial ‘fact’ to share over coffee?


Did you know, this screenshot is shared by me under a CC0.1  – this isn’t from my photo and I do not know the creator, but would wish to offer a thank you for sharing their original high-res photo on unsplash (also under CC0.1) Very basically, that means dedicated to the internet and freely to every individual  – although care should always be taken to respect the rights of others, naturally.

I don’t remember how the proforma for this post was intended to appear, but as we’re having a coffee break right now, thought I’d just post something very quick and trying to keep it simple. 

Psst! Did you know… Taking a quick look from the sidebar category link, I  found there actually appears to not be a fixed idea of how to present this post. Phew!

Surprise, surprise, I’d forgotten, did you know, that TuesdayTrivia started out as ‘Unknown Facts’ with Kristina’s opening post. And this feature is almost a year old, celebrating it’s postaversary on 9th February (or nearest Tuesday)!

Psst! It’s Michele Obama’s birthday today according to wiki – I should have bought cake for with that coffee! [All American readers and I guess many other global readers will have been aware of that but I had no idea!] Have a happy day Mrs Obama… and of course, anyone with a birthday today…Happy Birthday!

Novelist Anne Bronte was also born on this day (1820 – 28/5/1849):

“But he that dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose.”

#weekly #TuesdayTrivia


Shutterbug Showcase – Smoke

Thanks @niyati16 for the prompt.. Had me thinking for a long time and hence a very late submission too!


This photo, although a very simple interpretation of the word “smoke”, brings back a myriad of memories. Burning of the effigies of the demon king “Ravana” along with his brother and son, a quintessential part of Indian festival “Dusshera”. The burning symbolises the victory of good over evil.

One of the most awaited times in our childhood. 🙂

Hoping I have done justice to the prompt given out to me..

For the next week’s post – “an element of mystery” is the prompt for @adriennea3.

#photopost #weekly

Hey Guys, Some fun facts…


Hey Guys,
Some fun facts for this Tuesday.

• Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.
• In France, it is legal to marry a dead person (Contributed by Loes – 16 May 2015)
• A pig’s orgasm lasts 30 minutes.
• What is called a “French kiss” in the English speaking world is known as an “English kiss” in France.
• Upper and lower case letters are named ‘upper’ and ‘lower’ because in the time when all original print had to be set in individual letters, the ‘upper case’ letters were stored in the case on top of the case that stored the smaller, ‘lower case’ letters.
• Human birth control pills work on gorillas.
• Human saliva has a boiling point three times that of regular water.
• When hippos are upset, their sweat turns red.
• Female kangaroos have three vaginas.
• The Dutch village of Giethoorn has no roads; its buildings are connected entirely by canals and footbridges.


• The loneliest creature on Earth is a whale who has been calling out for a mate for over two decades — but whose high-pitched voice is so different to other whales that they never respond.

#weekly #triviatuesday

Shutterbug Showcase

Hi everyone,
The prompt for me was ‘Perspective’, shared by @arwen1968.
Thank you for the prompt.
Perspective was a difficult and a very interesting prompt.
My take on it is this image.

InShot_20160908_163057.jpgThere is a difference between how we see the world, and how he sees it. Even if we try to know his perspective on life, we shall never be able to understand it completely. Our life might be a rough road with many ups and downs, but his life is a constant struggle. 

I hope I did a little justice to my prompt. This image has been clicked by Gaurav. (Can I please flaunt? 😛 my boyfriend) I asked him to share this image with me.
You can all join in by posting on the prompt ‘Perspective’ on your own blog before next Thursday (15th Sept) and leaving a link to your post in the comments below.

The prompt for you, @sadhanacs for 15th September is ‘Smoke’.
Have a great day everybody.

#photopost #weekly

Authors Who Made History: Goethe

Yesterday was #readabookday on Twitter. As I’m still waiting for delivery of a recently purchased book – and with a love of Project Gutenberg (and other free online reading archives) I headed to their Facebook page to find I am belated in marking Goethe’s birthday anniversary (Goethe, born 28th August, 1749, died 22nd March, 1831, aged 82 years). The following autobiography by Goethe, was a fantastic find -originally translated from German and published in English in 1897 and only recently added to Project Gutenberg.

(For some reason, facebook posts, although showing in post-draft, not showing in published post, you can also find it at this link:  https://www.facebook.com/project.gutenberg/photos/a.387615124635933.91011.165355083528606/1186862491377855/?type3 )

I could probably spend hours over months reading about Goethe before being able to pay justice to his #authorstory. Although his is a name I’m familiar with, in the context of his work being of influence to other literary and artistic creators, I haven’t yet read enough to barely begin here. To draw upon his autobiography I might need a good while future reading time yet.

Continue reading

#buyabook, #weekly

Tuesday Trivia


Hey Guys,
Here are a few fun facts for today’s trivia.

  • Only 2% of Earth population naturally has green eyes. (Anyone here has green eyes?)
  • When a male penguin falls in love with female penguin, he searches the entire beach to find the perfect pebble to present to her.(Awwww )
  • When the moon is directly overhead, you weigh slightly less.(Hey Moon, Just stay there!)
  • Friends’ Fact by a Friends’ lover; Director James Burrows, who went on to direct a handful of episodes for the show between 1995 and 1997, brought the six cast members to Vegas because he “had a feeling about the show.” While they were at Caesar’s Palace, he encouraged the group to enjoy themselves. “This is your last shot at anonymity,” he told them. “Once the show comes on the air, you guys will never be able to go anywhere without being hounded.”
  • Harry Potter fact (PotterHead you see!)
    J.K Rowling created Quidditch after a fight with her boyfriend.
    “If you want to create a game like Quidditch, what you have to do is have an enormous argument with your then-boyfriend,” Rowling said in 2003. “You walk out of the house, you sit down in a pub, and you invent Quidditch. And I don’t really know what the connection is between the row and Quidditch except that Quidditch is quite a violent game and maybe in my deepest, darkest soul I would quite like to see him hit by a bludger.”


Which of these you found interesting? My favourite is the penguin one.
Plus, if you love trivia nominate yourselves for Tuesday feature for 20th.
Have a great day everyone.
#weekly #triviatuesday

Again: Prompted to Write, I Take Pen in Hand…

Sometimes I can’t think of a thing to write about. Sometimes I have topics, but they seem labored or repetitive. I want something fresh, a break from the same old, same old.

Those times, I go looking for a prompt.

I like to give myself a choice.  So I pull up two prompts, thinking if one doesn’t speak to me, the other one will.  I take a slip of paper from my prompt jug, a mason jar into which, when I think of it, I throw compelling words and phrases–or even simple, ordinary words and phrases that mean something specific to me at the time I offer them. They rest in the jar; they steep and simmer in time, and when I pull them out, they have gathered bulk and meaning.

Today’s word is a simple one: “sun”.

And I grab a writer’s book of days, too, and I flip it open randomly.  Write, it challenges me, about a failure.

For a moment I just sit, staring out the window, watching the night sky darken into day, and I let the prompts settle. Then I pick up my pen and start jotting down thoughts.

I think about failure.

I think about things I tried to accomplish in my former job–and I recognize how many initiatives never grew to bear total, fully ripened fruit.  Maybe, I muse, 2/5 of them actually became practice. Half of those were then undone, but there were kernels of gold gleaming among those everyday stones. Forward: we did move forward for a time.

I think of parenting. There’s what we HAVE to do, what we think is IMPORTANT to do, and then there are those lofty heights to which we only aspire. Some of my parenting failures are difficult to hug close–and even harder to hold at arms’ length for objective examination…

Hmmm… examinations. Exams failed?  Drivers tests.  Typing tests.  Not too many bombed academic exams (although there was that geology class; THAT was a disaster!)

Sins of omission–failing to be there. Failing to be a support in a time of illness, failing to read the signs of need and desperation; failure to attend… Failure, indeed, to take the time to understand.

I am not liking, entirely, the sad roads the examination of failure is leading me down.

So I think of the sun, too, and how it’s been both nemesis and joy. How as a pale-skinned red-haired child, I sought a tan–and that, too, was a quest that ended, over and over, in total failure.

Hey. My prompts have just snicked slickly into one another; they slid together and snapped so firmly I can’t make out the join lines. I will write this week about being a milky-skinned child in a Coppertone time, and I’ll note my ultimate failure, except for that one glorious, tennis-playing summer of beigeness, to achieve anything remotely resembling a tan. I’ll explore that in my writing, those days of baby oil and aluminum foil, the days when “tanning” and “skin cancer” were seldom ever part of the same sentence.  The days when I was a pale, wan person living in a boisterous land of large, bronzed beings.

Prompts are sturdy little needles.  Left to sit on a table, they’re not so very useful.  They do not magically worm into our consciousnesses, disappearing into the pulsing gray mass and secretly fomenting inspiration until an idea springs forth, full and healthy. Instead, we need to pick that prompting needle up and work it.

We poke: listing. Here are all the things I think about when I take in the word ‘failure.’ The prompt pries the words out, nuggets of thought, and I sort them.  They’re all raw and dirty, but I see glints, in some, below that crusty surface.  I write those glimmers down.

Some glow red. They’re too hot to touch, too recent or too painfully wide open. But I write those down, too. Maybe I can’t approach them right now, today, but their intensity tells me they’re important themes to revisit when my right perspective has been gained.

I think of people, legends, of stories from my life, of beloved failures, of the fact that sometimes, failing is also succeeding.

I think of that famous job interview question: Tell us about a time you failed. What did you learn from it?

The concept and the memories churn, and then that second prompt slides in front of me and mental doors slide open.

“What we have here,” I think, “is a failure to tan.”

What we have here, I know, is a memory stash picked out with those prompt-y little needles; memories pebble out, all those silly sunburned summers and the peeling and the blisters and the longing to be bronzed. I sit at the end of my 61st summer, a summer when I remembered after long, vain spaces, just how much fun it is to don a bathing suit and jump into the pool–white legs, flabby thighs, be damned. I need to explore what tanning meant to me, what its achievement symbolized. Why was a tan the holy grail for, yea, those many years?

Other nuggets were picked loose in this exercise. They await me. A day will come when one of them slides neatly into conjunction with another prompt–one overtly chosen or one that comes like a gift. So I may go to my prompt jar or my writer’s book of days–or do both, like today, at once,–to forge the kind of connections today’s explorations wrought.

In WordPress, I can go to the Daily Post, which not only offers me a prompt, but a place to share the result. (https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/melody/)  It’s a way to meet new writers and gain new followers and marvel at the way one prompt can have 642 different interpretations.

Or–I may pull up to a stoplight and see a lanky girl with magenta dreadlocks ambling down the sidewalk holding a puppy, and unassisted by my searching, that life-prompt begins to needle around in my thoughts.

It could be a street sign advertising Wonder Bread.
Or it might be a cautionary word from my boss.
It could be a moment of hearty celebration for a richly deserving friend.

Life itself can often supply the prompt if I am awake, aware, receptive.


Sought or encountered, a prompt pries richness loose, fishes it out of the muck. I wash it off, rub it down good, examine it. What does THIS mean? How do I feel, today, when I think of THIS?

Is this important?

What do I believe about this?

I pick up my pen. I slide my keyboard over. I write tentatively through the dross. I write until the tiny nugget of inspiration catches on, nudged out into awareness by that prompt.

I write until that nugget begins to glow and dance.

Happy blogging, my friends!



Monday Magic!

I am sorry for a late post, but co-incidentally WiFi at my home and office has stopped working. 😛

Monday it is! I have spent my entire last week wondering what inspires me for the Magic Monday feature.
Personal anecdotes, stories, what?!
But then I found the perfect answer, Jay Shetty.
Do you know who he is?
Jay Shetty is a Huffington Post featured Vlogger, motivational philosopher, keynote speaker and urban monk. He is the creator of Invisible World, short film series on YouTube and coach to several corporations including Accenture, Nasdaq, Bank of England and EY.
You must be wondering, what makes him such an inspiration. I have been following Jay Shetty on social media channels for a few months now, ever since I saw his first video shared by Huffington. His videos are my daily dose of inspiration, and it dosen’t always has to be when I am feeling low. Let me show you some of his videos so that you will know exactly what I am talking about.

Let’s build a life and not just a resume.

Redifining Happiness: Let’s not make happiness and success about the size of our homes, but about the size of our heart.

Why we should never stop learning– ‘We should be so focused in improving yourselves that you don’t have any energy to criticise others’ – Jay Shetty

Do you feel what I feel after watching these videos? Does it change how you view your life in a better way? Aren’t these inspirational?
Do share your comments and feedback.
#feedback #mondaymagic #weekly

This is my Summer in…

This is my Summer in the City contribution. My little son, Leo, enjoying the sun in our terrace. Enjoy! @arwen1968