50 Questions Tag

So a few weeks ago, Cynic (as she very kindly lets me call her) from The Finicky  Cynic did a  little 50 Questions Tag which I found very interesting and which is what I am going to do today. While of these questions are quite random, and general, I thought it would be fun and different from the usual poetry that I’ve been posting for quite some time now. Hopefully, my new bloggers friends will get to know me through this, and my old ones a little better.

So here we go-

1. Were you named after anyone?
   No, not really. My name- Akanksha, means ‘desire’ in Hindi. The story behind my name is that my father heard/saw this name somewhere and decided on it almost immediately: he liked it so much. When I was about to be born, many members of my family tried to convince him to rethink his decision for they worried people might mispronounce or misspell it (which they do all the time!), but to no avail.
2. When was the last time you cried?
   Well, this is embarrassing because this was precisely two nights ago. I was trying to download a torrent for a movie and in the process, I infected the laptop with a virus. While my father was fixing that, I was also trying to convince him of buying me a hard disc, and which is he adamant to not do. Fast forward four minutes, things got a little out of hand… and I rushed into my room, tears running down my face.
3. Do you like your handwriting?
   I used to. I had really great handwriting up till class ten but the frantic note taking of eleventh and twelfth class and substituting my laptop for a pen and paper has pretty much robbed me of all my good handwriting practice. Most of the time now, writing things down seems like a pain in the ass.
4. What is your favorite lunch meat?
   Since there are not a lot of options available in India as per the choice of meat- I’ve only ever had chicken and lamb- I would have to say chicken because I absolutely love it. If given an alternative that doesn’t get me killed and which I like, I’m welcome to change.
5. Do you have kids?
   Very predictable, but no. Also, I’m only 18, so no way.
6. If you were another person, would you be friends with you?
   If I were the person that I am right now, today, this very second, and if I were to meet me, who I am this very second, there is no chance in hell that I’d be friends.
   Let me clarify. I keep to myself so the chances of me going up to someone else, even if we were all strangers in Hunger Games and the only chance of escaping would be to gather five facts about each other, to talk are minus. I’d probably keep expecting the other me to approach me and try to make a conversation. At the same time, if the other  me is also like me, she’ll also do the same thing, and we’ll both never talk for the rest of our lives. So no, we won’t be friends.
7. Do you use sarcasm a lot?
   I’ve started to recently, ever since I’ve come to college. But I think I need to lose it or I’m going to lose friends over my inability to give a straight answer.
8. Do you still have your tonsils?
   Yes. I don’t know any people who’ve had them taken out, I think.
9. Would you bungee jump?
   I like to think I would but realistically, the only way I would is if someone pushes me off the stage (?), and even then, I’d probably wet my pants.
10. What is your favorite cereal?
    Not a cereal eater, but the last I ate, Kellogg’s Cornflakes.
11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?
    Never have and I don’t think I ever will. Who’d bend down just to do that?
12. Do you think you are strong?
    Yes. And here, I’d like to borrow one of Cynic’s own hashtags: #Strongindependentwomanwhoneednoman
13. What is your favorite ice cream?
    Choco-chip all the time, all the way!
14. What is the first thing you notice about people?
    I think their physique, most probably, I’m not sure. Or their hair.
15. Red or pink?
    If we are talking about the bright Barbie pink or the ambulance red, then neither. I have no particular affinity to colors that scream. I don’t mind blood red though.
16. What is the least favorite thing about yourself?
    I have to say, my introversion. I have missed out on a lot of great events and awesome gatherings because of my wish to laze around, watch a movie and eat pasta.
17. Who do you miss the most?
    My best friend Palak, who shifted to Bombay two years ago. I would actually kill for her to be with me. #longdistancesux
18. What is the nutrition or fitness strategy that I need to work on the most?
    Well, I’ve been trying to lose some weight on-and-off for the past two years now, and I’ve tried both dieting and exercising and I haven’t been successful. While both are good, and for me it is necessary to do both, I always fall short or one. If I am exercising regularly, I would quit eating healthy and gorge on all sorts of junk, and if I diet, I never exercise. I need to moderate the two of them.
19. What color shoes are you wearing?
    None, at the moment. Who even blogs while wearing shoes?
20. What was the last thing you ate?
    Paan. It is an Indian betel leaf after-meal sort of a thing that’s really sweet and refreshing.
21. What are you listening to right now?
    Again, nothing right now. But I do have Troye Sivan’s ‘Happy Little Pill’ and ‘The Cave’ by Mumford and Sons on repeat this week.
22. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?
    I’d be sea blue. I love sea blue color.
23. Favorite smells?
    The aroma of the food that the aunty on the first floor makes, when we are in our parking lot.
24. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?
    My sister. She was out so I asked her to get cake from my favorite bakery. Midnight snacks are so cool!
25. Mountain hideaway or beach house?
    I love mountains, always have. So a mountain hideaway it is. Also, if you can arrange it in Kashmir, I’ll give you a three of my beloved books.
26. Favorite sport to watch?
    Cricket. Can’t hit a ball for hell but GO INDIA!
27. Hair color?
    Black with brown ends at the end under a sun, but only I can see that. I am however thinking of getting my hair dyed blue this summer.
28. Eye color? 
    Black- I hate it. My roommate has such amazing grey-green eyes and I hate that no one can write poems and songs about my eyes the color of the sky or green the color of sea. Dammit!
29. Do you wear lenses?
    No glasses, no lenses. I have perfect eyes, thank you very much, even though they are a little small.
30. Favorite food?
    I have no answer, sorry. For me, food has always been about what I feel like. I eat what appeals to my heart. So I would say it changes, depending on how I am feeling.
31. Scary movies or happy endings?
    I love happy endings forever. If Bauji hadn’t let go, I’d have killed him- Raj and Simran are meant to be together. Even otherwise, I am hardly scared in horror movies. I am known to have burst out laughing in the hall, watching a particularly scary scene in the Conjuring, so no horror movies anyways.
32. Last movie you watched?
    I watched Jaane Tu Yaa Jaane Na last completely (also another happy ending). Otherwise, I watched the second half of Whiplash on TV just earlier this evening.
33. What color shirt are you wearing?
    A poster blue t-shirt that’s probably too old and holey to wear decently now. *I have to keep it safe, ma might just get rid of it.*
34. Summer or winter?
    Summer, in the early months when the temperature is like 30/32 degrees outside (I mean this is Celsius), or winter in the mountains with a winter wonderland.
35. Hugs or kisses?
    Hugs to close friends, kisses to mom and dad, and to friends if I am feeling particularly happy. So, most of the time, hugs.
36. Favorite dessert?
    Can’t name one. My favorites would be Kaju Katli, Gulab Jamun and fruit truffle with whipped cream.
37. Strength Training or cardio?
    Cardio. Have always done that. Found it more exhaustive.
38. Computer or television?
    Computer. I can do without all those long, senseless commercials or the lack of change. Plus, a computer (by which I mean a laptop) is way more handy and convenient.
39. What book are you reading right now?
    Currently, I am reading ‘Unravel Me’ by Taheren Mafi and ‘Love In The Time Of Cholera’ by Garcia Gabriel Marquez. I am also going to start ‘Milk and Honey’ by Rupi Kaur pretty soon too- it is currently waiting on the table in my hostel (I am at home for the weekend) waiting for me to dive into it.
40. What is on your mouse pad?
    I don’t ave a mouse, let alone a pad for it. I use the finger thing on the laptop.
41. What color is the moon?
    Yellowish white, I suppose. I am not very sure.
42. Favorite sound?
    Definitely not the lawn mower outside my hostel room window that starts up every day at seven in the morning and makes up enough racket to wake people up from the dead.
43. Rolling Stones or Beatles?
    Arctic Monkeys, ha ha.
    Honestly though, have never heard any of them sincerely so I can’t say.
44. What is the farthest you’ve been from home?
    It either has to be Kashmir, Bangalore or Bhutan. If you bother, look up the distances from New Delhi and please comment. Thanks!
45. Do you have a special talent?
    Um, I can replicate food recipes really good, and most of the time, I make really good food.
46. Where were you born?
    Moradabad, in Uttar Pradesh, India. I was just three years old since I moved out from there, so I’ve been living in this area for about fifteen years now.
47. Where are you living right now?
    Nearabouts New Delhi. It’s not really the city but I would say what you call the NCR region.
48. What color is your house?
    Our house has different color in each room, and white. So there is each of the rooms have pale green, yellow and lilac plus white. It looks nice!
49. What color is your car?
    Not my car, my parents. But one is white, and one is metallic blue. I don’t know how to drive a car.
50. Do you like answering fifty questions?
    I do. And listen to this, I started this Saturday late evening, thinking I’d post this on Sunday, but then, I was really sleepy so I couldn’t finish it. And sunday, I was really busy so I couldn’t complete it. So this weird monday noon time, I’m posting it. But hey- it is still Sunday somewhere, hopefully!

 

Turned out to be a pretty long post! To all who read this, I would encourage you to do it, it’s very fun! Hope you enjoyed it and that you got to know me a little better. See you all again soon 🙂

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Five Word Challenge: August 2015

Set by David/Megan here, The Five Word Challenge consists of five words that are taken out of a magic word box having 500 words in it. The words for this month are:

1. Book
2. Lost
3. Start
4. Milkshake
5. Werewolf

I would advise you to watch the performance in the above link. Also, play the music while reading the story for full effect.

Five Days Ago

I have always loved travelling. My dad and I, whenever we used to take trips, he always made me record all trips. That is one huge scrapbook now. I just counted yesterday, I have visited 102 countries till now. India is going to be my 103rd. I wish to become the youngest person ever to visit all the countries of the world.

My first stop in India would be Delhi, where I’ll spend four days, after which I will drive, in a caravan, to Rajasthan. From there, I’ll start along the coastline till Kolkata. There, I’ll drop my caravan and fly to Manali and travel to Leh from there. I’m gonna be in India for a month. After that, it’s China. So India, here I come!

Today

5:32 am

As I swallow my banana-n-milkshake breakfast, the steward gets my luggage and fills it in the hired RV caravan. The receptionist hands me a drive-to map from Delhi to Rajasthan and marks the best route for Alwar, my first stop.

4:51 pm

I exit the highway and started driving on the road to Alwar. Of course, the maximum traffic always diverted when an hour before I did because Jaipur here gets the maximum tourists.

6:27 pm

It’s been quite a while since then and I have hardly spotted a single person here.

8:14 pm

The road I had taken ended at a fort complex. I must have taken a wrong turn. Seems like I’ve lost my way. Ughh! I have to turn all the way back, find the highway and then drive to Alwar. I’m so tired now. It’s not easy waking up at four in the morning, packing up and driving. I am erect from driving and I can feel a mild headache rising. I think I’m going to just stay and spend the night here.

9:23 pm

I’ve had dinner. Beef cheeks, bread and cake. Lying on the stomach seems a little difficult now. There is not network here or I could have updated my blog and kept my readers busy. I think I might take a little walk around the fort, click some photographs, see where I am.

9:57 pm

I am back. The weird thing here is that the entire fort is uninhabited. Not even a security guard is here. There is utmost silence and it’s absolutely dark. And it’s cold. I was constantly shivering. I am more than happy to be in my caravan again. I don’t know why this place is giving me the creeps. On the other hand, I took some great photographs. One of which is a signboard. To bad I don’t have a network, I could’ve translated what this means.

For all my non Hindi reading readers, this sign proclaims that 1. It is forbidden to enter the area around Bhangarh between sunset and sunrise. 2. Entry of cattle is strictly forbidden. Legal action may be taken against offenders. 3. All the trees in the area are in government control. No harm should be caused to the trees. Legal action may be taken against offenders.

10:21 pm

I am reading my book but my mind keeps wandering to what my friend, Lisa told me while I was with her at the JFK Airport. She kept telling me how when she had heard from her friends that Rajasthan is the state of India’s most haunted place, Bhangarh. She told me all sorts of absurd stories about ghosts, phantoms, vampires, werewolves, doppelgangers and witches. I just laughed at them. I mean, the Winchester Mansion in California is supposed to be haunted. How many times have we been there? Seven. Did we see any ghost? No.

11:47 pm

I have finished my book. It was a sweet story. I, however, don’t feel very sweet today. I am irked and on my nerves. Maybe it’s just the long day unwinding on me. Outside, it’s pitch black. I don’t know what’s with this place. I’m going to get out of here the first thing tomorrow morning.

12:03 am

I’m drifting off to sleep. A light breeze starts somewhere and ruffles my hair. It feels misty outside and I can feel the moon’s gentle, shimmery light enveloping me. Somewhere, I hear something howl and with the tufts of winds outside, I sleep.

The Next Morning

The eagles fly high in the blue sky and the sun shines in all it’s glory. Some two thousand feet below, the area around the Bhangarh Fort is buzzing with activity. A local passing by found a fully mutilated body of an American woman recognized as Eliza Jonas, who had lost her way. The police claim the body has been in such a condition for the past seven days.

The Harry Potter Tag.

Thank you Erika for nominating me for this exciting and completely awesome Q/A about Harry Potter. Go check her out at Erika In Bookventureland for she posts the most amazing reviews and is a huge proud Potterhead (see the alliteration there?).

Favorite book?

It is a tie between Harry Potter And Order Of Phoenix and Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows. The entire excitement and the anticipation in both the books really got to me. For me, there was not a single page in either of the two books that was even mildly boring. It was awesome!

Favorite movie?

It would again have to be Harry Potter And The Order Of Phoenix. The entire movie was so well directed and exactly like I had envisioned it. Umbridge was perfect. Though there were parts they missed from the book like the entire character of Peeves, and that when all the people meet in the Hog’s Head to talk about the Defence Against The Dark Arts Group, it was still brilliant. I found it flawless.

Least favorite book?

Harry Potter And The Half Blood Price was disappointing. It was extremely slow paced and I didn’t like the fact that it was so long. JKR could probably have shortened it a bit, but who is this mortal to question the goddess?

Parts of the books/movies that make you cry?

Dobby’s, Fred’s, Lupin’s and Tonk’s death in the book. When Snape dies *sobs* in the movie. When Harry sees his memories in the Pensieve in the movie. Battle Of Hogwarts in the movie. And “Always.”

Favorite character(s)?

The twins and how they enjoyed every moment of their time together. Snape and Hermione.

What would your Patronus be?

If you could have the Resurrection Stone, the Invisibility Cloak, or the Elder Wand, which one would you choose?

The cloak, of course. I could sneak into the professor’s house and see the questions for tomorrow’s test!

What House would you be in?

I got sorted into Hufflepuff. So yes, that.

If you could meet any member of the cast, who would it be?

Ralph Fiennes or Emma Watson.

If you were on the quidditch team, what position would you play?

I would just stand and cheer.. someone! I’m terrible at sports.

Were you happy with the ending?

As I said, no questioning the goddess. The ending was absolutely perfect! ❤

How much does Harry Potter mean to you?

I have a group called HPFLAB, I gift Harry Potter gifts to people. I have read the entire series more times that I can count. I speak Potterish with ease. So yeah, a major part of my childhood, my life is Harry Potter. There are no words.

           

I would like to nominate:

Jonathan

Anu

Cynic

Preetha

Aman

And speaking of Harry Potter, my Friend Chammu made this painting of Hogwarts in full glory.

Ain’t she an artist?

Comment here. she’ll be delighted! Enjoy! Gotta sleep now.

P.S. Can anyone help my why my comments are not coming as conversations (comments and replies) rather on the time they are posted?

3 Day 3 Quote Challenge.

For day 3, my quote is more of an Urdu poem from the movie Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara, but the poem is so inspiring that I would love it to be my last day challenge. This is a poem titled “Toh Zinda Ho Tum” and has been written by renowned poet Javed Akhtar whose poetry is absolutely stunning, probably one of the most prolific poets of Urdu and Hindi.

Dilon mein tum apni betabiyan leke chal rahe ho.
Toh zinda ho tum!
Nazar mein khwaabon ki bijliyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum!
Hawa ke jhonkon ke jaise aazad rehna seekho
Tum ek dariya ke jaise, leharon mein behna seekho
Har ek lamhe se tum milo khole apni baahein
Har ek pal ek naya samaa dekhiye
Jo apni aankhon mein hairaniyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum!
Dilon mein tum apni betabiyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum!

Translating to:

If you carry impatience in your heart then you are alive
If you carry dreams in your eyes then you are alive
Learn to live like the free waves of wind
Learn to flow like the sea does as waves
Receive every moment in life with open arms
Every moment is a new beginning seeing with your eyes
If you carry surprise in your eyes then you are alive
If you carry impatience in your heart then you are alive.

Translation credits go to: https://urduwallahs.wordpress.com/2013/10/20/dilon-mein-tum-apni-betaabiyan-leke-chal-rahe-ho-toh-zinda-ho-tum/

Have you ever heard something so marvellous and fascinating and inspiring and peaceful and hopeful and relaxing and just flawless? And with its perfect synchronization with the movie scenes, it was an out of the world experience. In fact, all throughout the movie, Farhan’s character Imraan recites such beautiful poetry that you are spellbound. Certainly Javed Akhtar at his best.

This concludes my 3 Day 3 Quote Challenge. I would like to nominate Cynic because I know she loves things like these, Anoop because he’s funny and Yusra, who is a poet herself, and I know that she’d enjoy it.

I hope you had equally as much fun as I had looking for quotes and poetry like this. Have a happy weekend!

3 Day 3 Quote Challenge.

For Day 2, my quote is from the movie Rang De Basanti.

“There are only two ways to live your life. One is to live your life the way it is, tolerate everything that is happening and let the things be that way. The other way is to take responsibility and change them.”

This dialogue from the iconic ad revolutionary movie, Rang De Basanti is so true. How often do you hear yourself whine about the condition of your life, your surroundings, your country the world? Many a times, I have heard people in India whine about how dusty it is. But do you think that we have the right to complain when we have never even picked a broom, let alone clean the compound of your apartment? Your country’s politics is a mess. Join the politics. Set things right. Your boss is a sleazy obnoxious person who bullies everyone? Complain about it, take a stand. Things change, they do, but you have to contribute to the change. Just like Mahatma Gandhi said, “Be the change you want to see.”

3 Day 3 Quote Challenge.

I was nominated by The Glass Bangle for the Three Day Three Quote Challenge. Both her poems and herself are beautiful. Be sure to check it out.

Quotes are a means of inspiration. They snippets of people, or lives, of times. These snippets are important life lessons, something worth imbibing. For this challenge, my aim is to not just share some small stories with my readers, but also to clear some misconceptions. As a proud Indian, a big part of my upbringing was Bollywood. Some comedy, some romance, some inspiration ad some thrill, it all was- and is still- a part of how I think. To everyone who thinks that B’wood is all about song and dance, the quotes that come for the next three days will prove you wrong.

Day One:

“Memories are like boxes of sweets. If opened, you can not have just one.” 

Isn’t it true? How many times have you found yourself reminiscing about your past. How collectively those sweet and sour memories lighten up your day almost instantly. Your life is a series of events, some of which stand out than the others. It’s however delightful when you chance upon some old, forgotten memories. So, today, just take out you old photo album or your teenage mixtape and bask in the memories of times spent with your loved ones.

For day one, I nominate Sophie.

Five Word Challenge: July 2015

I came across the Five Word Challenge: July 2015 set by David/Megan here through a challenge response. I found it interesting so here goes my post. But before you get reading, I would like for you to take a look at my previous post Music Today here to know the background story and get properly into the feel of it.

The story starts here:

We look so weird because papa was testing the timer of the camera.

I am crawling on the floor and mumma is in the kitchen, probably preparing dinner for us. I am trying to walk these days. Sometimes, I stand for a few seconds and then collapse on the floor. When mumma first saw me stand for three seconds, she nearly cried with happiness. Now, when she is free, she sits some distance away from me and tries to make me walk, holding my hand or finger till I reach her. She claps when I do. She is so pretty when she laughs. I make my way across the room to the kitchen and hug mumma’s leg. She sees me and smiles, “Niki, come on!” 

She abandons her work, scoops me up in her arms and kisses me. She carries me towards the open balcony and there, some distance away, we both see the sun set gradually behind the mountain range that surrounds our small town of Phuntsholing. I see that she glances at the bridge across the valley that materializes from the dense tree cover  and I know what she is thinking. She is waiting for daddy. 

Suddenly the clouds rumble, a low, growling sound, that sounds very similar to what daddy makes in the bathroom when he is constipated. It comes as no surprise to mumma as it rains every other day here. I like it because she lets me play in the rain. She sets me down in my swing so that she can pick the clothes she had left out to dry. 

After she is done, she carries me inside and feeds me daal and rice. It starts raining soon after. Daddy has still not come. I can see that mumma is worried. It is already dark, and the rain makes it extremely hard to drive on the curvy roads. Suddenly the bell rings. I let out a shriek of happiness and crawl-run my way to the door, where mumma is already there, with a towel for daddy to dry. Daddy looks tired as he removes his tie, but as soon as he sees me, his eyes light up and a grin makes in way. He picks me up, kisses me, and says, “Muchano,” I don’t know why he calls me that, “kaisi ho?” How are you? 

I shout again and he throws me in the air. I laugh happily as he catches me. Mumma says, “Dinner is ready. I have set it in the balcony so that we can enjoy the rain too. You can also click some photographs.” She adds with a smile. She knows my father is an avid photographer; how much he loves to click my photographs and how much I love modelling for him. 

Daddy takes me to the balcony and on the way, we pass the music system. “You know what, Muchano,” he says lovingly, “there is a song that I luuurve, would you hear it?” he tickles me as he says. I laugh again, as he puts on a cassette. 

“Jagjit Singh,” he says grandly. “One of the finest shayars of all time.” 

As they settle down for dinner, and me for a round two, I look around me and smile. This is my family, these are the people that I love. My life is not illusion, it is a reality. I am happy. 

The F- Challenge!

Put a stop to your dirty minds, readers. Let me have my share of say.

I created a challenge! Some time ago, I had mentioned in one of the posts here that I would be hosting some challenges, contests and competitions for the bloggers’ community. This is the first of that lot, The F- Challenge. This was invented while I was sitting at my coaching class, doing Maths, and rethought upon while travelling.

The rules of this challenge are:

1. Thank the person who nominated you.

2. Write a prose of five lines, in which every line should start and end with a word that starts from ‘F’.

3. Keep a link of the original F- Challenge in the post, so that the creator may get a pingback.

4. This challenge is open to anyone who sees it, or reads a F- Challenge post from someone.

5. Nominate 7 other bloggers for this challenge.

The nominees for this challenge are:

Sophie

Finicky Cynic

Anoop

Yusra

Adi

Erika

Rob

Kritika

Caitlin

Britta

Mon

Phoenix

I took the liberty of being the creator of this challenge to nominate many people, haha 😀 Anyhow, to all the nominees, best of luck. To all those who aren’t nominated, all the best! I hope you have fun.

Look forward to seeing your posts.

P.S. Close to 300 followers:D

Veracity Challenge.

The ever sarcastic Sophie has nominated me for this challenge, whose meaning I didn’t know, by the way, but she told me in her post. Veracity means accuracy.

Well, this time, in this challenge, you have to write something that doesn’t have any adjectives in it. Can you believe it? It’s a crime against English. No adjectives?! Blasphemous. But since I don’t like ignoring challenges, I have completed this one here below.

The rules for this challenge:

1) Write a paragraph without using a single adjective.

2) Keep the link of the original Veracity Challenge in your post (so that the creator of the challenge may receive a pingback)

3) Anyone can join the challenge, you don’t have to be nominated!

4) Nominate 6 Bloggers for this challenge

Just before we proceed, a gentle reminder for us classy blogging society: Adjectives are words that describe nouns. So, my response is here:

There were people standing there. The entire hall was filled with people, so much that there wasn’t even an inch of space. They peered above each other’s shoulders, wanting to see the proceedings of the judgment. They were waiting to hear what the king would say to the accused. They were whispering, as they believed the king and his verdict. They believed that for the the men accused, there was no pardon.

At once, a voice rose from among the crowd and they made way for the person to who that voice belonged. He held up his hand and smiled. He looked at the king, bowed, and made his way to the convicts’ place. The crowd was perplexed. Never before had it happened that a person had disrupted a sentence just as it was about to be delivered.

“I am here to speak on behalf of the,” he held his hands and formed a double quotes sign saying the word, “convicts.”

The king believed that everyone should have a chance to present their opinion. He asked, “Why you? Why not any of those?” He pointed to the convicts.

The man smiled and said, “Because they cannot hear and didn’t understand anything you said. Is it delivering justice if you don’t hear the story from everyone?”

How was it? Are there any adjectives? So sorry if there are. I tried my best. But did you get any of it? Did you? Did you? I had such a lot of trouble with this one. If it hadn’t been for him…

Anyhow, I would like to add a twist to this challenge. I want all the nominees to continue this from here where I have left it. I will reblog them all here.

The nominees for this are:

James

Ritu

Fredric

Caitlin

Anoop

Shubhada

Finicky Cynic

Had to nominate these awesome people! Anyways, good luck. And for the rest unnominated, I’d love for you all to do this challenge! Have fun!

The Free Style Writing Challenge.

I was nominated by Anoop for the free style writing challenge. It’s a very interesting challenge and I’m glad I could have a chance to do it. Check out Anoop’s post here.

So here goes the RULES of this challenge:

1. Open an MS Word document
2. Set a stop watch or your mobile to 5 minutes or 10 minutes whichever challenge you think you can beat.
3. You topic is at the foot of this post BUT DO NOT SCROLL DOWN TO SEE IT UNTIL YOU ARE READY WITH A TIMER.
4. Fill the word doc with as much words as you want. once you began writing do not stop even to turn.
5. Do not cheat by going back and correcting spellings and grammar with spell check in MS WORD (it is only meant for you to reflect on your own control of sensible thought flow and for you to reflect on your ability to write the right spelling and stick to grammar rules)
6. You may or may not pay attention to punctuation and capitals. However if you do, it would be best.
7. At the end of your post write down ‘No. Of words =_____’ so that we would have an idea of how much you can write within the time frame.
8. Do not forget to copy paste the entire passage on your blog post with a new Topic for your nominees and copy paste these rules with your nominations (at least 5 bloggers).

GOOD LUCK!

My nominees for this awesome challenge are:

Enchanted Poetry

Deepika

Caitlin

Ritu

Rewa

Erika

Britta

AdiC

Keya

I can nominate quite a few more but then let me stop it here, else I would keep on typing till tomorrow. So guys get your stop watch and MS word ready before you start.

My topic was :Pets.

Pets are something I’ve never had or have been fortunate to have. They are, I think, like family and are best teachers who aren’t humans. I recently read a book titled Marley and Me, by John Grogan about a dog named Marley who plays a huge role in the family, that consists of a couple, and their three children and how the dog affected them and made them who they are.

I have yearning for and begging for a dog for the past six months. Having a pet and specifically a dog is a great experience. Dogs are majestic creatures, and they are something we can learn a lot from. They are extremely loyal, beautiful enchanting creatures with absolutely no brains and wagging tongues (just kidding!). I used to very afraid from dos and I still am, but I am really trying to get over this fear by adopting one.

Whenever I ask for a pet dog, beg by sitting on the ground, the answer is a simple “NO.” And I get all kinds of excuses for not having one. “Apartments are too small for dogs.” “They do A LOT of shit, and knowing you, it won’t be cleaned.” “You have just one year and then you’ll go. Eho take care of it?” And the best one, “I already have two dogs, don’t need a third one too!”

And these are just the reasons mom gives me.

And to say of that, my mom, actually the one who gives these excuses cried when she watched Marley die in the movie, adapted from the above mentioned book. Even though I tried to make her see reason, she doesn’t budge. She’s adamant that she won’t buy one soon.

Any ideas?

No of words : 288

Timer set : 10 minutes

Mistakes : A lot of punctuation, grammar, typo’s etc

The topic for the nominees are: Grandparents.

Best of luck! Hope to see your works soon. Enjoy!