Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge :

Mad & Sane
Life is confusing Where the mad rule the country, The sane sit silenced Ritu 2020
14 Dec 2020 18 Comments
in #ronovansweeklyhaikuchallenge Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Mad & Sane, Ronovan's Weekly Haiku Challenge, Senryu
Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge :

Mad & Sane
Life is confusing Where the mad rule the country, The sane sit silenced Ritu 2020
14 Dec 2020 27 Comments
in Chai and a Chat Tags: #ChaiAndAChat, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Catch Up
Happy Monday, Peeps! Last week of Christmas term, here. I’m crawling, but still moving!
Right, have you got your drink?


This week, it’s the last week of the Autumn term. I am hoping for relatively smooth sailing but you never know, in the world of school! There is talks of mass testing in Secondary schools here, in certain areas of Kent, which could, in effect, shut down whole schools, and mean that families are in self isolation over Christmas, if as many positives as they think are found… Scary. No one wants to be affected, but I guess, it has to be done. I’ve bought all the main trimmings for our own Christmas dinner, just in case… you never know. Aaside from a couple of house jobs, and my flu jab, I am hoping that it will be a smooth week. Christmas presents are ordered, and just need wrapping…
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13 Dec 2020 39 Comments
in Spidey's Serene Sundays Tags: Angel, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Loss, Spiderman, Spidey, Spidey's Serene Sundays

“As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.”
Cassandra Clare
Thank you, Spidey for such a touching quote today.
Yesterday, I received the news that a very precious person, my aunt, passed away.
Malli Bhua was one of my Pops’ sisters. She lived in America, and after a wonderful 94-year life, she bid us farewell, and went to meet her Maker.
She was the sweetest of souls. A woman who was peaceful, through and through. Spiritual, with an aura of someone special about her.
We lived in different countries. I hadn’t seen her for many years, but our love was still strong. The memories I do have of her, will always stay close to my heart.
I am just thankful that Pops was able to spend time with her last year, on a trip to see her. We have some precious videos of her, bedridden as she was, even then, kissing the phone screen as she saw videos and photos of her great nephews and niece.
He’s sad. We’re all sad.
But grateful that she is no longer living a life stuck in bed, unable to do anything for herself, anymore. She is at peace, now.
My Malli Phua will never be forgotten.
RIP my beatiful Aunt 🙏🏽

Have a peaceful Sunday Peeps.
12 Dec 2020 37 Comments
in #SoCS Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Linda G Hill, Socs, Stream Of Consciousness Saturday
Linda’s #SoCS prompt this week:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “mini/maxi.” Use “mini” (the smallest of something) or “maxi” (the largest) or both in your post. Have fun!
When I was just a girl,
A Mini was my dream
A little car to pootle about in
I'd polish it to a gleam
I also wanted to wear one
Not the car, the miniskirt
But I was always worried
I'd get accosted by a pervert!
These days I prefer a larger car
To cart the family everywhere
And I don't do the car wash
That's the kids' nightmare!
And as for those miniskirts,
I've not the legs, no more
So a maxi works just fine
A skirt down to the floor!
Ritu 2020

11 Dec 2020 18 Comments
in #CarrotRanch Tags: 99-Word Fiction, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Carrot Ranch, Flash Fiction, Surprise!
Charli’s Carrot Ranch 99-word flash fiction challenge:

December 10, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about something a character never dreamed would happen. The situation can be fortuitous, funny, or disappointing. Go where the prompt leads!
Sasha sat down at the nearest table. There was no space closer to the front, but she was more than happy with that.
Being the centre of attention was not her thing. In fact, she wouldn’t have even been here at all, if it wasn’t for her boss, insisting she showed up. Corporate events were the worst kind of evil, and business awards, even more so.
Swirling the champagne in her flute around, she tuned into the speaker’s voice.
“And the award for the most loyal employee goes to…. Sasha Smith!”
Faces turned her way.
She dropped her glass.