Five Foods

You’ve being exiled to a private island, and your captors will only supply you with five foods. What do you pick?

Even though I can only choose five, as long as it is unlimited it’s fine 🙂

First one would be rice, I can’t live without it. The next one would be soy sauce (is this counted? this is a condiment but anyway). The third one would be ground pork. Fourth will be potatoes and the last one would be banana. Can we include drinks here? I need water and mango juice 

Alas! I got my full meal now for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

I can cook the ground pork and potatoes tossed in soy sauce and eat it with rice.
I can eat the rice with just the soy sauce and banana only.
I can make fried rice with ground pork and soy sauce.

Hmmmm…….

Weekly Writing Challenge: And Now For Something Completely Different

As this week’s challenge wants us to move outside our thinking boxes, I have thought of mixing up things I haven’t done before. My entry is a short story, a bit of fiction and true to life experience, a funny and childish way of storytelling and sketches rather than photos. I know that I am not a very good artist, ha ha but I liked the drawings. I thought that I would like to go back to pre school and draw some more of this. 🙂

For the reader: while reading this, please imagine that the story was being narrated by Gru ( from Despicable Me) with his accent (I think it is Spanish), like when he was narrating the story of the 3 Little Kittens. 🙂

So the story goes like this:

 

The Story of the Isolated Girl

Once upon a time in a land far far away, there was an isolated girl named Tanya. She was a very brilliant and talented girl but she was so different from all the other girls from the neighborhood that’s why she was always left behind.

While all the other girls were pretty in pink, Tanya was always in shirts and in jeans.

All the other girls go mad on their shopping sprees, cocktails and parties;

 

she would just sit in the park and strum her guitar or sit in a coffee shop and read and write.

 

None of the girls wanted to be her friend, and so sometimes she cries out of loneliness.

One starry starry night, she was humming her melody while looking at the stars from her window.

The music that she made was so beautiful yet so lonely that’s why it reached the Fairy Rock Land. Out of curiousity, one of the Fairy Rock Land entities rushed out to planet Earth to meet this girl who creates lovely music.  A Fairy Rock Mother appeared before Tanya and told her to make a wish and she will grant it. Tanya immediately said

I only have one wish, to reach out to people through the music that I make.

And so the Fairy Rock Mother waved her wand and suddenly disappeared.

On a blink of an eye, Tanya found herself singing on a stage in front of a huge crowd, singing and playing her guitar.

She saw all the other girls in the neighborhood singing her songs waving at her, taking a photo of her and taking video of her performance.

And from then on, Tanya lived playing her music happily ever after.

Weekly Writing Challenge : Easy as Pie

I never really wanted to write anything about love whether it’s happy or sad as I don’t want to sound cheesy or corny but it has suddenly clicked  my light bulb.

And this is my entry for this week’s challenge (Easy as Pie) inspired by :

A Rose
Love is a rose but you better not pick it.
It only grows when it’s on the vine.
A handful of thorns and you’ll know you’ve missed it.
You lose your love when you say the word “mine.”
(Neil Young, “Love Is a Rose,” 1977)

You were once a star that sprinkled magic to my life. And from then on I lived a life of fairy tales thinking and wishing that there will be a happy ending. Every day and every night my heartbeats fast. Like a playful kid I ran my heart out, like a free little bird I spread my wings and fly until I almost reached wonderland.

You were once like a spring, a season of flowers and  everything was bright and beautiful. I picked a flower which looks like you and have sent it through with all my love for you. Like fields my love blossomed, like flowers it bloomed. But like the due, your love became blue.

You were once a rose, a red one. I came close and touched you, but all your thorns pricked my fingers. With blood dripping, with pain I wondered. How can a sweet little thing slash me like a powerful sword?It ripped my heart out, and killed my cheerful soul.

Once again you became a star, but then you twinkled death to my dreams. The world turned around and winter rushed in. Sitting beside the window watching the snow flakes fall from the gloomy sky, I embraced my pillow wishing all my life – I hope spring comes again at the right place and at the right time.

 

Well I don’t have a title for this one, I can’t squeeze my brain anymore.

Weekly Photo Challenge : Solitary (Alone But Not Lonely)

Another entry for the Weekly Photo Challenge : Solitary

This is my favorite photo, a friend of mine took this while I’m enjoying the sound of the waves.

Why wear jacket then go to the beach? Well, during winter here in Dubai it is really freezing. But then people still go to the beach, not to swim but to listen to the waves and watch the sunset.

Weekly Photo Challenge : Solitary

My entry for the Weekly Photo Challenge : Solitary

This photo was taken during my vacation last March. That plant is in solitude.

There’s life everywhere, even in the darkest part of the world.

And this is what I call ” reunion with mother nature