Sunday Writing Prompt- Freedom

Sara is the host of Sunday Writing Prompt

Freedom from an abusive relationship? Ten-minutes alone in the bathroom, away from your children? Moving out of your parent’s house? Freedom to vote? Freedom to choose? Freedom to accept and embrace your sexuality? Freedom to love or learn in an obtuse way? Freedom could be a pig let out of a pen, or a rescued dog. Perhaps a leaf, riding the back of a breeze…

This week’s challenge is the word: FREEDOM

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I was finally free

But it came at a cost

Now I had plenty of time on my hands

But it also made me feel as if I no longer had value

No one clamoring for my attention, no one needing help

My kids have all grown up and have flown the nest

As an empty nester, I thought I would enjoy the freedom

But I forgot that feeling wanted also carried its own high


It all changed with the arrival of grandkids

Their parents need help and turn towards us, grandparents

Now I don’t have free time anymore

Little hand tug at mine and tiny voices call for my attention

I love being wanted once more

And am willing to give up my freedom!




MLMM Sunday Writing Prompt – Three Senses

Sara is our new host for this challenge.

They say, smell triggers memories better than any other sense. But, sometimes you’ll hear a song that brings you back to your teenage years, or see a park that reminds you of your childhood. 

THIS WEEK’S CHALLENGE: Choose either sight, sound, or smell, and write a memory it triggers in you.

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It’s not common for me because I am not a person given to nostalgic thoughts, much, but sometimes a song playing can take me back to those old days when I listened to that song in the past.

I must add that my husband is the exact opposite of me in this respect. He loves old songs and is often reminiscent of the past.

So it was him playing an old song that took me back almost 42 years when I was in high school. At night I would put n the radio and listen to the latest Indian songs on it. Accompanying this music was my love of reading. I would borrow books from our school library and finish one book almost in a night’s reading.

What fun those days were. Living in a world of our own, no other worries than homework and enjoying every moment.

I’m glad that I lived my school life to my fullest enjoyment, and have no regrets about anything.

Thank you Sara for this trip down the memory lane.



Sunday Writing Prompt – The End of the Road – March 28th

Michael is the host of Sunday Writing Prompt for the last time.

My prompt this week is to write your response to the phrase, “The End of the Road.”


At last, the end was in sight!

It had taken them ages to achieve their goal

But finally, they could see the end of the road

They laid down the heavy burden they had been carrying

Wiped down the sweat from their shiny brows and

Felt the joy of having successfully completed their task

The leader walked up to each of them separately

And gave words of praise to them, lauding their fortitude

Okay now boys, we need to pitch the tents and make camp”

A collective groan went up in the air!




Repost- Sunday Writing Prompt – Make a wish

I am sharing this post from 25 March, 2020 as a part of Fandango Friday Flashback



I found an old lamp

Not in the cave of wonder

But in the pile of junk by the road

The genie appeared ruffled and distraught 

Instead of cooperation, I was offered disinterest

Reluctantly he offered to fulfill my three wishes

But no more he said, this would be his last stint

No more he said, I am fed up with the greed of the people 

Always money and power, huge houses and cars

Why not ask for something that benefits humanity 

That is good for many not just one selfish person 

I had a brilliant idea, I told him

I want good health for all that are living

I was granted my wish but the world population exploded 

For no one died as there was no illness anymore

I had to reverse my wish with great sadness

And wished him free with my last wish

This is a tricky game he told me

It’s better not to mess with the scheme of things 

The Prompt;

By a means of your choosing you come into the possession of a magical lamp. This lamp contain a D’jinn. He offers you three wishes. The standard limitations apply to your wishes. You can’t ask for unlimited wishes. You can’t wish for someone to fall in love with you and so on. Will you outsmart the genie by carefully wording your wishes or will you bring misfortune on yourself? If you choose the misfortune route you can either go humorous or horror the choice is yours!

In response to;

MLMM- Sunday Mix- Make a Wish




Sunday Writing Prompt – Lost – March 21st

Michael is the host of Sunday Writing Prompt this week

This week write a story/response to the notion of being lost. Try and make it from the perspective of the lost person


It was my first time in Seattle. I was looking for a specialized grocery store. And incidentally, I was also new to using Google maps.

I took a bus and opened my app as I got off the bus.

Go west, it said.

And I was lost from that instant.

I knew right and left, but East and west, north or south are beyond me.

Anyway, I opened the map and started walking, towards what I thought was west. My location dot was moving away from the direction I was supposed to go. Like a confused person, I kept checking my direction. I am sure anyone looking at my antics must have thought me eccentric. It took me a lot of time to learn how to read the map properly. But any directions which told me to go east, or west, north or south, always used to confuse me. I used to note nearby landmarks and would use that as my guide.

Is anyone out there good at following the directions of Google maps?

Sadly I am not. If I don’t know a place already, there are bright chances of my getting lost!




Sunday Writing Prompt – When a Crowd Gathers – March 14th

Michael is the host of Sunday Writing Prompt this week

This week write a story in which there is cause for a crowd to gather.


A large crowd gathered at the vaccination center. They weren’t supposed to be there as it wasn’t their turn to get the vaccines but a rumor had been circulating that if you show up at the center, you will be given a jab.

The administrator walked out, in full protective gear and shouted out to the crowd, ” Please go home. When it’s your turn, you will be informed via a message or an email. Rest assured that everyone will be vaccinated. Just give us time to do it methodically. Gathering in large numbers is only going to spread the disease faster. Please go home now”

People started to disperse quietly, and the administrator heaved a sigh of relief. There was no way they could provide vaccines to all these people. He prayed that the promised supply would arrive soon.




Sunday Writing Prompt – In the Thick of It and Weekend Writing Prompt- Element

Michael is the host of Sunday Writing Prompt this week

This week write your response to the phrase – “In the Thick of It”.

Respond in your chosen form.

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He is in his element

Wallowing in the thick of it

And enjoying every moment of it

He doesn’t want to be clean or tidy

He loves the mud, dirt, and rainwater puddles

Splashing, jumping in the shallow puddle

He looks up expecting praise from his mom


Word Prompt



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Sunday Writing Prompt – 28 February – Light.

Michael is the host of Sunday Writing Prompt this week

This week choose one of the following as a basis for your writing:

The light at the end of the tunnel

The light of my life

Try the lite variety


Thankfully they were light enough to rescue.

Or any of the many expressions using the word light.


I am choosing;

Light relief






I hope you enjoyed these light/ lite moments.



Sunday Writing Prompt – 21st February – Aghast.

Michael is the host of Sunday Writing Prompt this week

Imagine walking along and as you round a corner you see something that leaves you aghast.

This week write your response to something that leaves you aghast.


After practicing healthy eating, walking miles and miles daily, I was expecting a significant weight loss. But imagine my horror when I stepped on the scale and saw it had gone up instead of down.

It left me aghast and disheartened. What was the use I thought to myself? So much care with eating and burning calories by walking 5-6 miles a day and I was gaining weight!

I was in this dismal mood when my younger daughter asked me what was bothering me. I told her my sad story and she was quite amused.

“Mom you aren’t eating healthy anymore. You are having so many carbs daily and then you expect a weight loss. Try cutting out these carbs and you’ll see the difference!”

I thought about what she had said and I had to agree reluctantly that she was right.

I hope I can bring back my eating to a healthy routine.




Sunday Writing Prompt – 14February – A story of Love

Michael is the host of Sunday Writing Prompt this week

Today is St Valentine’s Day, so the challenge is to write your story of love.

Be it true or a piece of fantasy, give it a go, see where it takes you.


Let me tell you a story

Story of something called love

Love which calls a heart to itself

Love that is so real and true

Its pull is magnetic, its charm undeniable

Yes it is a story of the best kind of love

Love that one cannot ignore or ever deny

An emotion that is born in the inner sanctum of a heart

And blossoms to envelop the whole personality

Purest of the sentiments, that connects a heart to a heart

Connecting lovers, or friends, family, or siblings

Love is not just one type that we honor

Love of all beings warrants our appreciation and esteem