Meet The Perfect Woman!

“Is perfect woman a myth, or a mystery, or both.’ In my thoughts, ‘perfection’ is a concoction of both that shrouds the minds of all. In this pursuit of perfection, some of us want a perfect husband, wife or mother-in-law. But when the reality hits us, the picture is totally different. Amid our high expectations of ‘perfection’, we miss out or deliberately ignore the attempts or efforts put in by the other person.

So much of gyaan around perfection, right! OK, let me introduce you to the perfect woman I know. Professionally, the world knows her as an award-winning advertising professional, but I know her as a woman who is balancing her ambitions and family. Meet Komal, my decade-old friend, who took the challenges of life in her stride and made the most of life.

Art is what inspires the talented creative professional in her. Ability to crack award-winning ad concepts is her passion and she excels in the same. But one thing that gives her immense satisfaction is her weighing scales going leftwards. Following a diet plan effectively during a day and losing weight is her added accomplishment. Her make-up comprises of a bindi, kajal and a lipstick.

But is it all that makes her a perfect woman. No! there is much more to her personality that makes her close to perfection in my eyes.

She got married nearly 2 years back to the person she loved in her workplace, and with all that came a lot of responsibilities, and now, as a younger daughter in law, she is fulfilling all her duties without fail.

Her day begins in the kitchen and ends in the same. But that doesn’t mean she spends the day in it too. After slogging whole day in the office, she comes back home, cooks the meal for her family, manages her nephew, tends her pregnant Bhabhi, and the list is endless.

Now, you must be feeling hers is just another story of a professional woman. How is she perfect in her life? Here comes my interpretation of perfection. She might be just another woman, but the fire in her makes her perfect for me.

While coming back from office, she never avoids going to vegetable market to source the best produce. And forget not! Even negotiate for the products and get a worthy deal. This is just a beginning. She is quite mature, understanding and cooperative in every sense.

So much I am influenced by her, that I feel she has left big shoes for me to fill post marriage. In fact, whenever I will feel down, I know I have Komal as my inspiration and my driving force up there on a next call, guiding me and helping me sort the mess in life.

‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

What If?

What if you wake up to a world without glasses? Will you bear the plight of the painful eyesight? Where you will pour your wine and proudly say cheers with your peers? Will you be exposed to the world with a visible void in your window frames?
Considering all such dearths of life, we can say that glasses play an important role in our lives. We simply can’t do without it. What will shield our computer screens and mobiles? Glasses only. Considering their multifarious uses, we can say that glass is one of the most essential inventions of the modern world.
The uses of this glittering particle are again versatile. It can be used as a glass wall, door. It will not only enhance the look and feel of the decor, but it can also give you an illusion that there is room ahead. The result will be a knock out. 🙂
The above example is an interpretation of the world without glass. What if prompts our minds and lets it dig deep into the perceptions, ideas, observations and experiences to create something original and classic. The prompt creates a situation of a void in our lives and lets us express our views in an uninhibited way.
So, what if the chicken kept on your cooking counter starts speaking? Will you be scared or will you have guts to talk to him. The possibilities are immense with ‘What If’ writing prompt. Do share your kind of ‘what if’ set of situations and prompts. Those situations which will inspire the writer in me will receive an interpretation from Prompted Writings.

Takeaway

I am not talking about a takeaway of your favourite pizza or burger that you enjoy to the core. I am trying to interpret the word as a larger part of life. What do we take away from life?  Is it money, wealth, relationships? Or there is more to what we derive from it.

We secure memories and cherish them for life. This can be one of the rich takeaways of life. Sometimes, even simple moments become special with surprises and remain with us for a lifetime. That is what can be termed as a takeaway.

Apart from the pleasant ones, there are some situations in a person’s life that are not so good to be remembered. Can they be termed a takeaway?

Personally, I think they are also a takeaway of life. We learn from such unwanted situations and make sure not to face any of such situations ever again. Such situations represent life’s practicality and teach us wherever we fall wrong.

So, even if you face conflicts or problems, happiness or gloom, remember that you are going to enjoy a takeaway of life, either in the form of a memory or a life’s lesson.

In my life of 28 years, I have had many of the takeaways, some pleasant, some not so pleasant. Such instances nevertheless have made my life rich, developed my perspectives, helped me in understanding the world and provided me rich and unique material for writing.

Prompted Writings – Historical Fiction

Kanika Sharma: Historical Fiction.

I wrote this story during the Duckbill Workshop on a writing prompt  -” A throws a ball at B. And B gets the throw wrong and as a result it crosses the wall. Continue from there”

Prince Kritya asked Karna, the minister’s son, to go with him on a mission to fetch back his beloved royal ball. Karna, who was afraid of climbing the wall covered with slimy tendrils of creepers came up with an excuse: ‘Rajkumar, I am not blessed with the mighty powers, courage and strength that you have. I haven’t even completed my archery lessons with Guru Bhasmacharya. I am an ordinary child with ordinary brains. But your highness, you are bestowed with exceptional powers that can come handy in fetching the ball.’

‘I know that Karna, but don’t you remember the orders of Maharaja Surajmal? He always insists that I shouldn’t be alone outside the Rajasi Mahal premises. Always under the continuous surveillance of a platoon of royal commanders, I feel like a tiger in a cage. I want to roar in the jungle, experience new adventures and find the goal of my life. And right now only you can help me complete the quest of bringing my royal ball back. Maharaja too trusts you, because you are his confidante’s son. It’s because of his trust in you that I get some freedom from royal surveillance when I play with you.’

‘But Rajkumar, I am not capable of climbing this wall full of creepers.’ Karna’s body trembled as he saw the wall, which looked to him like it was covered with snakes camouflaged in green, waiting to devour his soul with their hissing tongues. Please Rajkumar; let’s go back to our Rajmahal. We will get a better ball than this.’

‘No Karna, I will not go back to Rajasi Mahal without this ball, even if I have to climb a wall leading to the skies. I will not give up this chance to go on an adventurous quest.’

‘Rajkumar, because you want this, I will come with you, but if I feel scared at any point of time, please hold my hand. It will make me feel better.’

The prince started climbing the creepers first. In a few seconds, he reached close to the top of the wall. Though Karna had agreed to join this royal quest, he was still scared. With his eyes squeezed shut, he tried to reach out and hold the Prince’s hand. Kritya pulled Karna up and now they jumped down on the other side of the wall to find the royal ball.