Mar 16, 2016 Friday Fictioneers, Original Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100 words of text, exactly
Genre:  Pseudo-historical Romance

Muddy Waters

A muddy, foam-flecked, turbulent river divides me from the world.  Mirroring my anguish, it keeps me from the one I love.

I am imprisoned here, with my inkwell, my Venetian blown-glass vase, my antique clock, and my beautiful brass sailing ship.  I’m allowed to write, and look out the window.  Food is brought to me twice daily – olives, plain bread, a small square of cheese, and water.

My crime?

I fell in love with the Prince from our neighboring country.

When we were caught kissing, it caused an uproar.

The Princess, my intended bride is heartbroken.  He is her brother.

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Once again, thank you to our dear Fairy Blog-Mother, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and for patiently posting beautiful photo-prompts every week,  while inspiring us with her historical fiction at the same time.

Tags: #Pseudo-Historical Romance, #Tragedy in 100 words, 100-word original short story based on a photo prompt

Mar 16, 2016 Ramblings and Musings, The Daily Post

In response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt:Envy

What I Envy
©March 16th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram

I envy plants and flowers for being the most beautiful things in the world.

I envy rocks and stones and pebbles for not caring about being buffeted by the winds and the tides and Climate Change.

I envy birds because they fly (although bugs and worms would put me off).

I envy my dog for falling asleep effortlessly whenever or wherever she needs to, and waking up cheerful, refreshed and uncomplaining.

I envy those who can fly through the air on a trapeze, something I’d like to do.

I envy those who have given up worldly things, and have truly dedicated themselves to humanity — people like Paul Farmer of PiH in Haiti.  He’s a hero of mine.  I would like to do something like that, but am afraid that I have too many attachments and duties to individuals who are already in my life (so, instead,  I give frequently to various good causes).

I envy uncomplicated people, and love them for being so.

I envy those creatures which are not human for being non-polluters.

I envy humans who live completely off the grid, and wish to be like them.

I envy those who want nothing, and want that!  (Ah, irony!)

I envy those who practise their instruments diligently every day (like I used to, and am trying to get started on practising again).

I envy those who have finished Moby Dick by Herman Melville (I never did, although I read much of it).

I envy those who can multitask, and still be able to concentrate fully on ALL their tasks.

I envy those who are effortlessly neat (I like neatness, but it’s an effort!).

I envy those who are young enough that the possibilities in their futures seem limitless.

I envy those who manage to stay in shape and are disciplined about it.

I envy those who don’t doubt themselves, and at the same time, I would NEVER want to be like them.

I envy my former self. 

I envy those who have died, because they are free from angst and pain.

And at the same time, I envy no one.  It’s only when I think about it, I would say, Hmmm … yup, I think I envy them for these things, BUT I am SO happy to be who I am.

So, I guess envy is a fleeting thing with me — doesn’t stay long (except for the birds and flowers part – I do wish I could fly, or just bloom for a season and then die gracefully!)
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Tags: #Daily Prompt, #Envy