Fame or anonymity?

This week Fandango asks;

If you could, would you want to be famous if it meant sacrificing your personal life and privacy? Why or why not?

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I think most sane people would answer no to this offer.

Why not?

First the pros;

Being famous means that everyone knows your name, well almost!

They may treat you like a celebrity and make concessions for you.

It will give your ego a boost to be recognized by people and them wanting to take selfies with you.

You’ll be invited to parties, galas, first-night events, etc

And perhaps with fame, you’ll also get money, as in rich and famous.

The cons;

Everyone will know who you are and your every movement, action and word will be judged by them.

Privacy will be a long-forgotten dream.

The number of people who like/loves you may be less than those who hate/dislike you.

You’ll be so busy that you wouldn’t have time for yourself, your family, or your friends. Fame means being everywhere, at the same time.

And when the fame starts to fade with time or changing circumstances, you will feel down and dejected.

Do who will choose fame over a fulfilling life where you can be yourself.

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In response to FPQ # 192, hosted by Fandango

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My legacy

I have written on this topic before, more than twice. I’ve used two posts from my past and edited them to fit this prompt.

Prompt for RXC # 259;

Think about how your being, your thoughts multiply in the universe. Write about your children and how do they make you happy. Mull over what else can you acquire or create to leave a legacy.

Do you want to be remembered after you’re gone and how?”

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Cast adrift on a moonless night

The ship sails on sea that is calm

Seeking quiet and solitude I stand here

Thinking how my life is dependent

On those who are a constant in my world

If……

One day I was not here anymore

Would my obituary be read with sadness

Or with a feeling of relief

Would I like them to be sad, missing me

Or will I leave them relieved, secretly happy

I think the best legacy I can leave behind 

Would be a score of kind deeds

That will make them remember me with love

And be glad for the fact that they knew me

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We all are on a time lease. Our time on this earth is limited and is bound to come to an end sooner or later. Have you ever thought about how you would like to be remembered after you are gone?

Thinking of dying, leaving this world, or kicking the bucket, for some people, seems morbid. It may be true that some of us are not going to think about it at all. While there are people who give too much thought to their end. I like to have a pragmatic approach. We all will die one day and there is nothing dramatic or extraordinary about it.

What legacy do I want to leave behind?

In my view, leaving behind a good memory/ Legacy is possible if one practices the following;

1. Be kind;

It is a kind person who leaves an everlasting impression on the mind of others.

2. Be generous;

Generosity doesn’t mean spending or giving money to others, but being generous-hearted accepting others as they are, being forgiving and most of all open-minded. And not to be mean-spirited.

3. Be a friend;

What does being a friend entail? Listening to the problems of others, offering solutions, consoling them after a loss, and being there in hard times for them.

4. Don’t be a difficult person;

As we grow old, we become fixed in our ways, opinionated, and hard to please. And old age brings a lot of pain and aches, even if we are in good health. The people who I have seen, getting along well with their caregivers and family are those who maintain an attitude of ease. Taking things easy and treating others with ease of manner. One has to take one’s problems with a pinch of humor. This I think is the most difficult thing to accomplish. But I would try my best to be that sort of person who is not a burden on others but to be a blessing.

Written in response to RXC # 259, hosted by Reena

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Abandoned/ historical buildings- Lahore Fort

I would like to introduce you all to such a historic landmark building of my home city, The Lahore fort. This holds that special charm, that beauty, and magic about it! It is not an abandoned building persé but a historical landmark, which indeed is a work of art!

The main entrance of Lahore fort( Shahi Mahal)

This magnificent fort was built in 1556 by the Mughal emperor Akbar. It is a wonderful example of Mughal architecture and there are beautiful examples of both Muslim and Hindu styles of motifs.

Bara Dari-( 12 doors) an open courtyard where the Mughal emperor used to meet people.

Even though this is not very well maintained, it has stood the test of time quite well. It boasts of beautiful and well-laid gardens and multiple decorative halls.

Gardens outside the Sheesh ( mirror) palace

Anyone who visits Lahore has to visit this historical treasure

Hope you enjoyed this mini trip to one of my favorite places in Lahore. A place of secrets, and of timeless beauty where the imagination can take you back centuries.

Written for; WQW 46: Are Abandoned Buildings Compelling Art?, hosted by Marsha

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Finding sense in nonsense

Not everything is clear at first

Sometimes we need to ponder deeply

To find the logic In something nonsensical

Everyone sees things through different eyes

We all see a different reality in the same image

Don’t disparage or disrespect what others feel

For their sense may be your nonsense and vice versa!

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Written for Moon-Washed Musings Weekly Prompt – Nonsensical, hosted by Eugenia

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Priceless friendships- dVerse Quadrille 165

Free photos of Lights
warm and cozy

Pen us a poem of precisely 44 words (not counting the title), including some form of the word warm.


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I’m wrapped in the warmth

Of good friendships

Sharing my worries and

Concerns with them

They wipe my tears

And make me laugh

Help me up if I fall

Like a fire in cold night

The comfort of this friendship

Makes me grateful, eternally

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Word count; 44

Written for dVerse Quadrille, the prompt word is warm, hosted by Li of msjadeli

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Is it really not my concern?

November 28, 2022, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using the saying, “not my monkeys, not my circus”. What is the situation that would spawn that aphorism? Have fun with setting and characters! Go where the prompt leads!

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It is a natural reaction to things that don’t directly concern us to say, “Not my monkeys not my circus”!

But they do concern us because we all are connected. Gun violence in one country can affect others around the world because we get the news instantly through electronic media. And the counter-reaction is swift, and disproportionate

I wouldn’t disown anything as not my concern, I’d try to improve things on my end and if we all did that, maybe things would improve.

This is very much our circus, and we’re the monkeys dancing and wreaking havoc in it.

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Word count; 99

Written for 99 Word Story, hosted by Charli Mills of the carrot ranch

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You Don’t Have to Be American to be Thankful

This week’s prompt is: Being Thankful

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On last Thursday I wished my American readers a very happy thanksgiving. In the comments many wished me back. When I explained that I don’t celebrate thanksgiving, a blogger said that we all have something to be thankful for so we all should celebrate thanksgiving.

This indeed is very true. We all have so many things to be grateful for and when we express them or write them down, we realize their significance more.

Things I’m grateful for are, in no particular order;

My health, and my faith

My family and their health

All the luxury, like home, transport, food, availability of affordable health care

The ability to read and write, and blog

My friend old and recent who have been by my side through thick and thin.

My blogging friends who I feel are like my family

My country Pakistan where I’m free to be myself.

Independence of thought,enlightenment and awareness.

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Written in response to;Throwback Thursday #65 – You Don’t Have to Be American to be Thankful Today, hosted by Maggie this week.

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The ugly duckling ( A re-share)

This week the prompt from Sue W and GC his Ugly

Growing up with three brothers, I was more of a tomboy than a girlish girl. I wasn’t much aware of the fashion trends and preferred plain over fancy. I used to buy running shoes for everyday use, no fancy heels for this girl. I also wore ugly glasses, chosen more for durability than style.

This was me when I joined med school and went to live in another city with a bunch of girls. I realized that my appearance lacked something that those other girls had. They would wear matching shoes, put on makeup, and would look like ladies. Whereas I would blunder about in my manly shoes, plain utilitarian clothes, and an extroverted, Donald Duck-style gait, ( which resulted in more than my fair share of accidents).

But I couldn’t emulate them as I was made different. So there was no ugly duckling transforming into a swan. Rather this ugly duckling gradually grew to be more careful while walking and learned to dress a bit more stylishly.

Why change my basic nature, when I am happy with who I am. If I try to become someone else or act like someone else, I would lose my identity.

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Sunday Poser # 108

Welcome back to another Sunday Poser

This week my question is;

How important it is to you to answer comments on your blog posts?

When I started blogging and received my first comment ever, I was very excited. It was an exhilarating feeling to connect with someone on WordPress.

I’ve always made a point to answer every comment made on my posts. I also try to answer all the responses to my comments made on the posts of others. I think it is the comments through which we connect to each other in blogosphere.

Some people don’t respond or reply to comments. It seems futile to comment on their posts. Perhaps the comments get lost to spam or maybe they don’t have time to respond to comments. There are some bloggers who don’t even have the option of commenting on their posts on. Somehow this makes reading their posts a futile exercise.

What about you; Do you respond to all the comments made on your blog posts? Do you think responding to comments is an important part of blogging?

Please share your thoughts in the comments section or you can write your own post and link it to this one so that I can find it.

As usual, thanks of visiting and reading.

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