World of Words.

Image source-  Matthew R. Morris. Us human beings making life complicated we stand here  alone. A Haiku is a Japanese poem of seventeen syllables, in three lines of five, seven, and five, traditionally evoking images of the natural world. This post is written for   A Prompt Each Day - Quoted #11  .

(Tasty and yummy, it was everything I wanted) Del Monte India. Pasta, my love. I love cooking, experimenting and then umm, eating as well (to a small extend). Seeing this contest on IndiBlogger I was like, “wow, here comes something I always wanted.” And before thinking anything, I registered for this. In a week’s time or a little more than that, I got my packet of pasta. The packet read “Del Monte Quality. Gourmet Pasta- Spirali.” Yes finally I had my packet and I was to plan how to get myself done with the preparation thing. I wore my thinking cap and started thinking. I decided to keep it really simple and tasty. So without delaying any further, I guess I should start with my recipe or else this post is going to be a never ending one. PASTA. Ingredients needed- 1. Pasta (The main ingredient.) 2. Bell pepper/Capsicum (I got them in three colours, i.e, red, yellow and green.) 3. Broccoli (Only if you like it.) 4. Baby corn. 5. Sweet corn. 6. Olives (black or green, any

Image source-  GettyImage. That new skirt, hanging in the shop, leaving out the rest, and attracting all. “Mummy, buy me this skirt, please”, she said. To which her mother replied, “later my dear, let’s leave.” Walking on the floor, towards the exit, with tears. She saw her mummy on the cash counter, with a bag and paying the money. Curious she was to know what was inside, above all, she just wished it to be that pretty skirt. Back to home and she opened the bag, with happiness she sang. It was that particular skirt, and she was just waiting to wear it now. She then wore it, and then she was praised by her family. Just that pretty little skirt. This post is written for  A Prompt Each Day - Midweek Wordle #11  .

Image source-  CCD. “Till when are you reaching CCD?” she messaged Ruhani. “I’ll be there in 5 minutes. I’m coming with Harsh.” Reply Ruhani. Her heart skipped a beat when she read the word “Harsh.” He was the guy she had a crush on and maybe he had a crush on Radhika as well. She sat down on the chair and saw Ruhani and Harsh coming. Heart skipped a beat and she felt butterflies in her stomach.  “Hello.” Harsh forwarded his hand for a handshake.  “Hi.” Radhika replied and forwarded her hand for the handshake and then they sat.  “Devil’s own for all of us?” Harsh asked.  “Yes.” Radhika and Ruhani replied in unison.  They had their Devil’s own on the table and had a funny chat. Suddenly Radhika’s phone rang and in order to take her cellphone, she by mistake pushed Harsh’s glass and it fell on his jeans.  “I’m so so so sorry Harsh, it was just my mistake. I’m really very sorry.” Radhika panicked. “Never mind yaar, it’s totally fine. This is nothing to panic about. Cool dow

Talking to myself I say- “Stay strong girl, life is full of surprises. Take it easy, life will be good. A new journey is to begin soon. New faces all around and you need to mix up. Life will be amazing a little later. Surprises are yet to be given, be prepared and keep smiling.” Image source-  Favim. Word count- 55. This post is written for  A Prompt Each Day - Phrase Phase #10  .

Image source-  Favim. Young and innocent Recalcitrant in our blood adulthood knocking. A Haiku is a Japanese poem of seventeen syllables, in three lines of five, seven, and five, traditionally evoking images of the natural world. This post is written for  A Prompt Each Day - Set The Challenge Sunday #10  .

Image source-  Favim. Desolate is what you feel? Don’t feel so,  soon joy will make way into your life, making it bright and beautiful. Still depressed and feeling sad? Cheer up honey, heaven will shower drops of happiness on you, sooner than ever. Tears in your eyes? Don’t reveal them, you strong not weak,  you’re just sensitive and hurt. Afraid of the happening? Don’t be little angel, nature will sing the song, making you smile. Still scared enough to face the world? The rose is beautiful, yet it has thorns, but blossoms and shines. The world will support you, intelligence is all around. Just wait for the right time, and it will lead you on the right path. This post is written for  A Prompt Each Day - Weekend Wordle #10  .

Image source-  Zachary Smith. With each coming day,  I grow stronger and better,  better than before,  lesser than ever. Life is what I make it,  a one-time gift,  I need to praise it,  and write a beautiful story. Learning to shape my life, and make it as beautiful as a sculpture, is what I aim to do, and is what I’ll do. Being yourself is the best, everyone else is taken. Be yourself, be perfect, be original. This post is written for  A Prompt Each Day - Quoted #10  .

A gloomy day is a day wasted and that day is never coming back once again. That day would come back next week, but that date would be different, the week will be different, the moment won’t be the same, the feeling won’t be same and then you’ll realize you simply wasted an amazing day just because you were sad. So don’t let this happen and smile, smile your heart out and be happy always. Life is too short to be sad or gloomy or negative. Be positive always and shine brightly. Life is a one- time gift to us. Word count- 100. This post is written for A Prompt Each Day - Quoted #9  .

Image Source-  Tlou2. That small glimpse, of the old pictures in the laptop, and those cute memories. Just a click away, and the mouse brought out the best picture, abandoned in that mysterious folder, “just me and my dad”, which was never opened by anyone. Those pictures told a story, the story of her crying soul, and showed the reality, how much she missed her dad. Again tears were in her eyes, and she ended up crying. “I miss you dad” she said and closed her eyes. This post is written for  A Prompt Each Day - Midweek Wordle #10  .

Image source-  Lisa. People who leave to the journey of heaven never return back. Returning back from there is impossible, god is cruel for sure. I wish R.I.P meant Return If Possible instead of Rest In Peace. Though this wish won’t ever be granted or fulfilled. This is life and it’s the game and cycle of our life. Word Count- 55. This post is written for  A Prompt Each Day - In A Flash #5  .

Image source-  Favim. 1st August; 2015. He was on his way back to home from school. He saw people buying friendship bands from the roadside stalls. Seeing them buying the bands he was unable to stop himself and rushed to the shop and brought a few very good friendship bands. He held those friendship bands and had a big smile on his face. He rushed back to home and threw his bag and went to his room. He then freshened up and started making the friendship day card for his only best friend. He tried his best to make it the best card. 2nd August; 2015. It was 12 at night and he rushed to the hospital. Everyone was shocked seeing him do so, but he didn’t care. He rushed into the hospital and went inside the cabin and shouted, “HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY KAVYA” and ran and hugged her. Kavya was Rishav’s only best friend and he could do anything to make this day special for her. He tied the band on her hand and gave her the card. She was in tears and she replied, “Thank you so much du

Image source-  Picky Wallpapers. Did you just hear that groan? Simple and cute, yet you are afraid? Let’s make our way into that pretty abandoned house, let’s prepare ourselves, to face the situation, be it good or be it bad. Three of us, and that pretty house, and nothing else. This is our golden opportunity, to get in without getting caught. Let’s not shout, and write a new story in the pages of our lives. Crossing the garden, we had just one thought, “Today we are not going back, we have our tickets to somewhere else.” Scared, and nervous, we opened the door, and were shocked to see, that cute puppy in the home. He was hurt and that’s the reason, he was groaning. This was nothing, but a mystery with a cute ending. This picture of mine was going well with this poem :D This post is written for  A Prompt Each Day - Weekend Wordle #9  .

Image source-  Picture Quotes. Your words broke me down, you tried mending me with your love, fake love and fake promises. I was so stupid, to believe those cute lies, and smile all bright. Days passed by, tears were replaced with a fake smile, I was better now. You returned with that innocent face, being to get back with me, that broke me again. Putting a stone on my heart, I rejected it, and went away with that long lost smile. That second chance you asked for, you were not worth that, you were the reason for what I am today. All broken and hurt, I decide to move on. This post is written for  A Prompt Each Day - Phrase Phase #9  .