Orange juice, anyone?

My idea of an indulgent breakfast was to start with a glass of fresh orange juice, followed by eggs and toast, and coffee or tea to finish it off.

This was when drinking juice was thought to be better than having the whole fruit.

But scientists change their minds quite frequently and they came out with this new advice, eat the fruit, all of it. It’s better than just the juice as it contains a lot of benefits when eaten whole.

So though sometimes I indulge myself with a glass of freshly squeezed oranges and kinnos, I mostly eat the fruit whole. This has the advantage of more fiber more vitamins and due to the presence of fiber, its glycemic index is lower too, which means it won’t make your blood sugar spike!

Written for Six Sentences Story prompt; Juice, hosted by Denise of Girlie on the edge’s blog



Expressing myself

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Pick up that brush or that pen and let what is festering inside you, out”, says my heart to me but it’s my mind that creates doubts, insecurities.

Looking for validation to go forward with what I want to do is equally and reversibly opposed by excuses my brain comes up with for not attempting anything new or creative.

It has to be one or the other, the decision is based on how adventurous I am feeling.

Boldly, I stride to the cupboard and take out those brushes, paints, and canvas that I have had sitting there for ages, waiting for me to be courageous enough to give expression to my dreams.

“There now”, I say to myself as I survey what I have just painted on the canvas, a medley of colorful splashes, bright and colorful!

My masterpiece!


Written in response to Six Sentences Story- Express, hosted by Girlie on the edge’s blog



Collecting charms

The first time I visited Seattle, my daughter took me to the Pandora store.

There were so many pretty things on display that it was difficult to decide what should I get as I was buying gifts for my younger daughter back home and my soon-to-be daughter-in-law.

After much deliberation, I picked up a pair of earrings for my daughter and a couple of rings for my daughter-in-law to be.

The guy who was helping us informed me that with my purchases, I will get a free sterling silver bracelet.

I was very happy at this unexpected gift but was even more so when my daughter got me a charm for my new bracelet.

I have collected many pretty charms for my bracelet and they all represent some special occasion made more memorable by a physical reminder.


Written for Six Sentences Stories- Charm, hosted by Denise of Girlie on the edge’s blog



Fair complexion

The well made-up lady, accompanied by her daughter entered the sitting room, feeling as if she was conferring a big favor on the hosts.

After pleasantries, a sumptuous tea she asked the lady of the house to ask her daughter to come and sit with them.

Meera’s mom knew this demand was coming and she had asked Meera to be ready to meet her prospective in-laws.

One look at the girl’s face and the lady exclaimed, oh she is so brown, I had asked that the girl be fair of complexion.

Meera got up and before going addressed the woman, “ I have far better things than a fair complexion, like good education, high values, and intelligence, but they would be wasted on narrow-minded people like you!

Meera’s mom stood there in despair, she feared she won’t find a good match for her beautiful daughter who had a darker skin tone than was fashionably acceptable.


This story may not make much sense to the people in the western world, but in countries like Pakistan and India, having a fair skin tone has become a usual demand from the boy and his family. Here 70-80% marriages are arranged by parents and it is the burden of the girl’s family to meet the reasonable and unreasonable demands of the boy’s family.


Written in response to Six Sentences Story- Fair, hosted by Girlie on the edge’s blog