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Things seem tiny because My mind is even more Tiny

According to the question from the Daily Prompt:Happy Endings

Telling you about something that I’ve tried to quit?

Long time ago I read a poem that stated that nothing is little and unimportant in the world. Even the tiny little ant has it’s own place and importance. The little things we do, the little deeds of kindness, the little actions and reactions are of immense importance in our’s and somebody else’s lives.

I learned that things seem unimportant just because I see them that way. Things are tiny just because my mind is even more tiny to interpret them. I just need to change my perspective and take little things seriously. I quit overlooking little deeds and things. I can’t say I succeeded or not because I am still trying and trying.I read a story about it that I would love to share.tiny

Two teenagers asked their father if they could go to the theater to watch a movie that all their friends had seen. After reading some reviews about the movie on the Internet, he denied their request.

“Ah dad, why not?” they complained. “It’s rated PG-13, and we’re both older than thirteen!”

Dad replied: “Because that movie contains nudity and portrays immorality as being normal and acceptable behavior.” “But dad, those are just very small parts of the movie! That’s what our friends who’ve seen it have told us. The movie is two hours long and those scenes are just a few minutes of the total film! It’s based on a true story and good triumphs over evil, and there are other redeeming themes like courage and self-sacrifice. Even the movie review websites say that!”

“My answer is ‘no,’ and that is my final answer. You are welcome to stay home tonight, invite some of your friends over, and watch one of the good videos we have in our home collection. But you will not go and watch that film. End of discussion.” The two teenagers walked dejectedly into the family room and slumped down on the couch. As they sulked, they were surprised to hear the sounds of their father preparing something in the kitchen.

They soon recognized the wonderful aroma of brownies baking in the oven, and one of the teenagers said to the other, “Dad must be feeling guilty, and now he’s going to try to make it up to us with some fresh brownies. Maybe we can soften him with lots of praise when he brings them out to us and persuade him to let us go to that movie after all.” The teens were not disappointed. Soon their father appeared with a plate of warm brownies, which he offered to his kids. They each took one.

Then their father said, “before you eat, I want to tell you something: I love you both so much.”

The teenagers smiled at each other with knowing glances. Dad was softening.

“That is why I’ve made these brownies with the very best ingredients. I’ve made them from scratch. Most of the ingredients are even organic; the best organic flour, the best free-range eggs, the best organic sugar, premium vanilla and chocolate.”

The brownies looked mouth-watering, and the teens began to become a little impatient with their dad’s long speech.KONICA MINOLTA DIGITAL CAMERA
But I want to be perfectly honest with you. There is one ingredient I added that is not usually found in brownies. I got that ingredient from our own back yard. But you needn’t worry, because I only added the tiniest bit of that ingredient to your brownies. The amount of the portion is practically insignificant. So go ahead, take a bite and let me know what you think?
“Dad, would you mind telling us what that mystery ingredient is before we eat?”
“Why? The portion I added was so small, just a teaspoonful. You won’t even taste it.”
“Come on, dad; just tell us what that ingredient is?”
“Don’t worry! It is organic, just like the other ingredients.”
“Well, OK, if you insist. That secret ingredient is organicdog poop.”
Both teens instantly dropped their brownies back on the plate and began inspecting their fingers with horror.
Dad! Why did you do that? You’ve tortured us by making us smell those brownies cooking for the last half hour, and now you tell us that you
added dog poop! We can’t eat these brownies!”
“Why not? The amount of dog poop is very small compared to the rest of the ingredients. It won’t hurt you. It’s been cooked right along with the other ingredients. You won’t even taste it. It has the same consistency as the brownies. Go ahead and eat!”
“No, Dad … Never!”
“And that is the same reason I won’t allow you to go watch that movie.
You won’t tolerate a little dog poop in your brownies, so why should you tolerate a little immorality in your movies? We pray that God will not lead us unto temptation, so how can we in good
conscience entertain ourselves with something that will imprint a sinful image in our minds that will lead us into temptation long after we first see it?”

Remember, we become de-sensitized a little bit at a time; it is the small and minimal sins that we forget the most.

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What the Mirrors can never tell me?

Today as I started thinking about the question asked by Daily Prompt: Mirror, Mirror , I just smirked as I had nothing to say.

17344Firstly, I guess this question should not be asked from a girl. I mean normally what girls would see in the mirror??

Omg .. Another new pimple, my nose is so pointed, O my! I look so chubby, My hair look like wild bushes blah blah stuff.

Okay! Apart from all of these things I believe that one can never relate because you never truly know who you can be and what are you actually capable of. Once you’ve made your opinion about yourself, Life just sits back smiling sarcastically and knocks you down on your knees, then asks “What do you think now?”  The opinion that I made about myself stated that I couldn’t get up after that knock down but then I discover the coping and adapting ability within myself and finally I end up standing upright as if nothing has happened. Life gives you ample time and opportunities to explore yourself but there never comes a time when you can claim that ” You completely know yourself”.

The Mirror gives me a static image whereas on the inside I can only feel humble and jumble emotions, It’s just a total mess inside. I can’t relate, I can’t decide, I can’t debate and I can’t realize. A few months ago I was thinking about all of these things as I imagined how my life and I would be without this rush of emotions and I came up with this poem. All of my friends loved it so here it goes.


What would i be without my memories and wishes??

A rotten leaf , A discrete grief ,

A distant shadow , A provoked relief,

An empty soul , A deficient being ,

A comtist mind , Never truly gleeing ,

Yes ,my heart ; nor ruffed , nor agitated,

But my deeds ; never worked upon , never enumerated.

O’ me! This won’t be me.

So what would i be without my memories and wishes ??

A little girl that wanders throughout the day,

A young boy that died on his way,

A filthy specie , with agonistic satisfaction,

The indifference and the hearts fractionated,

The issues over thought and the dreams masticated,

The loose temper and the light within,

The drastic loss , the dear ones segregated,

The changing people and the burden of blames,

Old friends ; separate paths and different aims.

O’ me!

Forgetting all these traces won’t make me Me

So what would i be without my memories and wishes ???

A rusty shell ; undesirable , hence thrown,

An unnamed story , whose possessor not known,

A thorny path ; never known , never wanted,

A bunch of emotions ; never blessed , never granted.

O’ me!

This won’t be me.

So what would i be without my memories and emotions???

Yes .. I won’t be  “ME”  without my memories and emotions….


This is in response to the Daily Prompt:Truth or Dare.

Being kids we were always told to be honest,to speak truth no matter whatever the situation is. I always saw this written on the soft boards,charts and walls of my old school.

“Honesty is the best policy”

But is it really true in this race of life where everybody is dragging their butts forward and forward??

In my opinion

Being honest with the right person at the right moment is the best policy”.

Being wise is more important than being honest.

Would you appreciate any honest and loud person like this?????