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Fantastic Friday!

28 Aug 2015 40 Comments

by Ritu in Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Friday, Weekend

It’s Friday Peeps! The weekend is here!

I hope you’ve had a wonderful week, and look forward to catching up on your posts this weekend!

We’ll be back home tonight, back to normality, and hopefully I’ll be rested…. Kinda!!!

Have a great Friday and enjoy your weekend everyone!!!

Bollywood – Kids Logic Part 42

27 Aug 2015 30 Comments

by Ritu in Humour, Kids Logic Series Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, bloggimg, Bollywood, children, Humour, Kids Logic

We took the kids to watch a Bollywood film a couple of years ago, their first experience watching a 3 hour musical marathon in the cinema.

It was a great film, Chennai Express, I recommend to anyone who hasn’t seen it!

Antsy way, back to the kids, or Lil Princess anyway…

End of film climax… Hero, bloodied from fighting for his love, hugs heroine. All the viewers in the cinema are happy, true love prevails!

LP: but what about her hair??!! She’ll get blood all over it!

Typicall girl!!!

Think About It Thursday

27 Aug 2015 33 Comments

by Ritu in Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Equality, Thursday, Tolerance

It’s just a reminder Peeps… We are all the same inside.

And anyway, wouldn’t this world be the most boring place if all we saw was carbon copies of ourselves, day in, day out…

Have a blessed Thursday Peeps!

FFF #16 Happy

26 Aug 2015 23 Comments

by Ritu in Challenges, Fiction, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, fff, Flash Fiction, Happy

Flash fiction time!
Check out the challenge by Matt The Book Blogger here!
Its Happy by Pharrell Williams this time!
Gay (Happy)
The ice melted in his glass as he slowly rotated it. It was bad enough that he was here, in the same room as her, but on top of that, he’d walked into the bar, and there they were, celebrating. She’d seen him and called out to him, “Come on over Jim!” He’d thought about ignoring her but too many of the others had sent him and that would just be too rude.
So, here he was, pretending to be happy, watching the woman he loved, celebrate her engagement, to a woman.
Why could he never read the signals right?