‘Every Breath You Take’-FFF 41

Matt the Book Blogger’s #FlashFictionForay this week…

This week’s edition will be on (drumroll please)… Chase Holfelder’s cover of Every Breath You Take (originally by The Police). Feel free to base responses of anything to do with the song, I always enjoy any different takes!

Now this is a take on a song I knew previously as just the Police original version!

I know if you listen to the lyrics, they are kinda creepy, but Sting singing it made much more of a romantic impression… Chase Holfelder’s version, though very good, had me looking behind my shoulder.. so unsettling!!!

Inspiring, in all sorts of ways!!

I know you don’t want me to know, but I do.
Ever since we split up, you’ve avoided me, blocked me on all social media, not returned my messages or any of my phone calls.
But I still know.
It’s Brett, isn’t it?
I know you said he had nothing to do with it, but I’m not so sure now.
I saw you, leaving his place the other morning at 7 am…  after arriving at 10.43 pm the night before…
Ok, yes, hands up, I‘ve been following you.
Every breath you take, every move you make, I’ll be watching you.

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #148 Fast&Plain

Ron’s Weekly Haiku Challenge prompt today:

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge Image 2016Fast & Plain

Fasting

Image from Pixabay

Fasting for a day
Austere rations sustain me
Inside out cleansing

Ritu 2017

Promiscuous

Image from Pixabay

Promiscuous girl
Liking more than vanilla
Sauce with sprinkles too!

Ritu 2017

Agent

Image from Add to dictionary

Plain clothes cop
Not moving too fast
Biding time

Ritu 2017

That Monday Feeling!

I know where I’d rather be right now!

After another night with barely 4 hours sleep, I definitely don’t feel ready to face the day!

And I wasn’t stressing over anything, honestly…or rather I was worrying about Lil Man.

Poor guy is suffering from a migraine since yesterday, and a high temperature.

He wanted to sleep near me so we agreed that once he fell asleep, I would take him to his bed.

Of course the drama queen in our house (not me, cheeky! I know you were thinking that!), Lil Princess decided that it wasn’t fair, him being with me. She went to bed then until 11pm kept coming into my room to say she was unable to sleep.

Finally when Lil Man was asleep soundly, I carried him into his bed. Li Princess appeared to be asleep. Hubby Dearest was still watching TV downstairs, unaware of any Musical Beds being played so far!

But come half an hour later, he came back, “I can’t sleep mummy, it hurts too much!” So the duvet got pulled to one side, and he climbed in.

We all fell asleep… until at 1 am the pitter patter of smallish feet woke me. “Mummy, I can’t sleep, honestly!” Lil Princess had arrived!

Now this should have been the time I marched her back to bed, but in all honesty, I didn’t have the energy! The duvet was pulled up and here I was, sandwiched between two little people!

Then Hubby Dearest showed up.

I instructed him to go take the girl, and sleep with her on the pull out bed in her room! At least this way she wasn’t feeling ‘excluded from this sickness pyjama party!

So off they went. All I could hear was giggling, so had to go and remind him that his daughter had to be up in around 5 hours! then after 20 minutes, more noise as the pull out bed went back.. because Sonu Singh, who had been peacefully sleeping on my bed, thought he would join their party, and went under Lil Princess’s bed, and had started scratching the wood there, disturbing all!

So, after she was settled, Hubby Dearest took the couch, and all was well… until around 2.30 am, when Lil Princess appeared again, at my door.

Too tired, I beckoned her over, and spent the next three and a half hours tossing and turning between these two, getting hotter and hotter!

The alarm went off to soon!

And I had two kids and the cat wedged around me!

Oh Jeez! How am I going to manage today?

Lil Man still hasn’t shaken the temperature or headache so he will be at home with his Daddy. I don’t know quite how I am going to wake my Lil Drama Queen Princess up now…

Wish me luck!

And have a good day Peeps! I hope your night was better than mine!

Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 116

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“Sometimes you win, sometimes you learn.” – John Maxwell

What a great quote that Spidey found for me to muse upon this morning!

This speaks so much to me, especially after all the mindset training we have had at school recently.

It’s all about the way you look at things, isn’t it?

So you have all heard the old adage, ‘You win some you lose some.’

The initial quote by John Maxwell is a much more positive way of looking at a situation that didn’t quite work out.

Yes. There are times you lose.

But is losing really a bad thing?

Winning or succeeding is always going to be the goal we strive for, but seeing a situation not reach that goal doesn’t necessarily mean you have to see it as losing or a loss.

Whatever went wrong should be seen as a lesson learned. A way to improve for next time.

Not a negative thought, but a positive reaction to do better next time.

It’s not that we can’t do it, it’s more that we can’t do it yet.

Yet.

That is one of the key words in fostering a growth mindset.

Yes there are things that we can’t do, but if we remain positive and open minded, seeing failures as learning opportunities then we know that we can’t do it yet.

One day we will get there!

So Peeps, enjoy your Sunday and embrace any opportunity to try that ‘thing’ you can’t do yet. Keep trying and you’ll get there!

#SoCS May 6/17 – ‘Inter-‘

Linda’s #SoCS prompt this week…

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “inter-” Use the prefix “inter-” any way you’d like. Enjoy!

Inter-national.

That’s where I’m gonna go with this Stream of Consciousness post.

Here I sit, in lil old England born and bred, yet I’m not English.

British, I call myself, or a British Asian. Some say British – born.

Yet my background has a little more colour than your average Brit.

Yes, I was born here, but to Sikh parents.

Who moved here from Kenya.

Who were born in Kenya.

Who’s forefathers came over from the Punjab in India to help build the railways in Africa.

So there is a huge Kenyan influence on my upbringing, and life. I spent many summers there growing up, so I was able to cultivate relationships with all the family we had out there.

But I’m also Indian.

That’s a part of me I can’t hide. My skin tells that story. And whatever anyone else thinks, that is a part of my heritage I am proud of too. From the clothes we wear, to the music we listen to, the food we eat, to the way we practice our religion, it is all part of me.

So… Am I a British person, a British Asian, a British Kenyan, a British Kenyan Asian…?

And while we’re on the subject of international family, my brother lives in Finland, married to a Finnish girl, with a beautiful Finnjabi/Finndian son! Another dimension to add to our family!

On top of that, my extended family have managed to spread far and wide… From India, they dispersed to Kenya, Tanzania and Uganda. Then there came the UK, Canada, the USA and Australia. Obviously we invaded Finland, but there was already a branch of my family in Norway and Sweden! Dubai is another place!

(Oh and I didn’t mention that my ancestors from my Pops side many generations previously, were apparently Muslim, so there is probably a Pakistan link there too! Sikhism is a relatively new religion and most families were either Muslim or Hindu before they converted to this new religion, so it really annoys me when there are Sikhs  clashing with Muslims… unless you have researched it, you don’t know if your own roots were in Islam!)

Inter-national connections, that’s what I have!

 

 

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