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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: « Reward. »

Rewards for me means simply guetting what i have been craving to get..the result in itself is a reward.And also treating myself with kind and happy words !

 fairy dressed up woman

fairy dressed up woman

Kind words…happy words

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Remember me by …

For Posterity

Your blog just became a viral sensation. What’s the one post you’d like new readers to see and remember you by? Write that post.


#believe

With this new year,comes new perspectives,new efforts and more courage in order to fulfill more.

But didn’t see this coming:rewards ! as my blog just became a viral sensation, i am excited and glad that the time and energy we put in here and there everytime can actually pay off.So this post right here ,is about gratitude and believing.Believing in yourself,in the way you take to reach out your goals,in your dreams , in possibilities , in progress and in all the things that can take you there;  the person you want to be.And someday, maybe, you can even tell your success story.

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Stop talking

Ready, Set, Done!

Our ten-minute free-write is back for another round! Tap away on whatever comes to mind, no filters attached. (Feel free to edit later, or just publish as-is).

(Participating in NaBloPoMo? Head to BlogHer’s NaBloPoMo Central for more!)


What happens when you choose to not talk to people for a day or two? What difference would that make in your day ? in your life? what’s it’s impact on you ?

I always wanted to try this.Just to see what it feels like to be quiet . Would that improve my focus?Would it makes me look more sad and lonely? Would it save me time and energy?how many times would i feel the need to talk? Maybe would it push me into using my imagination ?

But the most important question is .. am i capable of trying this as a challenge?

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Friend from the past

Imaginary Friend

Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? (Didn’t have one? write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)


Hey friend! How have you been ?

I didn’t saw you in a long time, you have changed ! Yes WE have changed …

I am all grown up now.No longer the little girl who used to cry all the time .But do you remember how we used to be?

We used to be so close,i miss our infinite talks .I miss being around you and sharing my dreams out loud.

How about your dreams ? did you travel to Paris?Did you become a doctor?did you find your prince charming yet?

Tell me about the time that passed us by, can we still catch it up?can we still laugh about how similar our thoughts are.


“She knew that this day, this feeling, couldn’t last forever. Everything passed; that was partly why it was so beautiful. Things would get difficult again. But that was okay too.
The bravery was in moving forward, no matter what.”
Lauren Oliver, Panic

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Lucky me

Ready, Set, Done

10 minutes. You and your keyboard (or smartphone. Or tablet. Or pen and paper). No pauses, no edits, no looking back: it’s free-write time!

In response to :

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/ready-set-done-4/


A total stranger told me i was very lucky : It was 13 a.m , the sun is burning,i was caring a heavy backpack , feeling the sweat on my skin and worried .Too exhausted, i wanted to go home and there weren’t any taxi so what ever.Some people in the street were waiting for a taxi too ..and that’s when i saw it.It came like a delivrance.

A taxi stopped ,the girl was going out of it ,so i hurried up to go into the car and that’s when she looked at me and said the words ‘ you are very lucky you know’it was strange hearing it because i never felt i am because of some circumstances and things that have happened to me.But Hearing her saying that ; it was magical and it made me realize,maybe i am luckier than the other people who still wait for a taxi passing by.Maybe i am lucky for hearing some stranger who doesn’t know a thing about me saying i am lucky.Maybe i am lucky for starting to believe,for an instant that, it may be true.Maybe i am lucky..Yes definietly i am..i just didn’t see it as i was convinced i wasn’t.

Late in the afternoon,i went to the cinema with my girls.. watched a tunisian documentary movie which made me see things from another perspective.It was about the last election and how the political parties find illegal ways to win,how they can trick the narrow minded people to vote for them,how they can buy votes.It took me in an emotional journey ; i felt angry , i felt sad, i felt sorry, i felt hopeful,i felt revolted..and with every minute of it i was enjoying the film and discovering the ugly truth .Really opened my eyes.

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In transit

Train stations, airport terminals, subway stops: soulless spaces full of distracted, stressed zombies, or magical sets for fleeting, interlocking human stories?


It was crowded and she wanted to just go home

Here it comes, her ability to disconnect from the discomfort of that space

She was looking and not seeing anything anymore

Her eyes were staring at an invisible point somewhere far away

And her mind was traveling between the clouds

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