Getting my Inca, on! – Daily Post Challenge

I loved getting into today’s Daily Post Challenge!

So, the Daily Prompt for today is:

Ready, Set, Done

Today, write about anything — but you must write for exactly ten minutes, no more, no less.

Time: 1727hrs

Well about ten minutes ago, my colleague handed me some Organic Dried Incan Berries.

I am more familiar with the other name it goes by, Gooseberries. We have the “fresh” ones sold, here, in our supermarkets, or sometimes, they are commonly seen, as cake toppers. Yeap! Used as cake decorating!

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I must admit that they have a sort of other worldly looks to them. Eating them always starts off with, me imagining that I am eating some exotic berry, from a far far far away land. That thought will quickly float away, as the tangy sour taste, awakens your senses, and gets you into a shaking fit, as the taste hits you.

But, before I actually tasted these dried ones from my colleague, it was introduced to me as, Incan Berries.

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With my fascination on all things ancient related, Mayan included, I reached out and took one of the raisins-like treat. I gingerly took a nibble, and what followed, can only be described as, out of this world “cracko-ness”.

Cracko-ness

/krak-oh- nəs/

adjective

Informal. unusual; crazy; bizarre;

Not only did I go into an uncontrollable shaking fit, my face scrunched up so badly, that I was almost afraid that it would freeze that way permanently!

But, I loved it! In fact, I am thinking about ordering more of these awesomeness! I read that it is an excellent source of Vitamin C, Anti-Oxidants and also demonstrated anti inflammatory, anti viral, anti histamine and all that other health things.

Any other, Inca Berries (READ: Gooseberries) enthusiasts out there? What do you use them for?

Time: 1737hrs

Catching Happiness! – Daily Post Challenge

Alright, Day 2 doing the Daily Post Challenge and I almost forgot about doing it! I have a sinking feeling that I might fail at this! =D

Today’s Daily Prompt is:

Happy Radars

Are you a good judge of other people’s happiness? Tell us about a time you were spot on despite external hints to the contrary (or, alternatively, about a time you were dead wrong).

I think I am absolutely awesome at judging other people’s happiness, or feelings in general.

Of course, I have been wrong on many occasions but for the most part, I have hit the mark.

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I remember, this one time where I was freakily correct about judging a person’s feeling.

It was a couple of years ago, when I was relief teaching at a neighbourhood high school. There was this particular student, who rarely shows her feelings. In fact, my first impression of her was that she was a very reserved person who keeps mostly to herself, and boy, was I right.

One lazy afternoon, while the other students were all over the place, engrossed in one of the many group activities I usually plan for them, she remained in her seat, quietly staring out of the classroom.

Somehow, I had this tingling feeling that she was happy about something. It was the presence of this light in her eyes. I assumed that she was thinking about this one thing that was bringing her such joy. And, although her face was reflecting otherwise, I was sure something beautiful had recently happened to her.

While all the other students were caught up in finding their own friends to be in their group (hah! Little did they know that I would be scrambling their groups up!), I walked over to this one student and pulled up a seat next to her.

“Would you like to share with me your happiness?”, I urged her.

“Ms T! How did you figure, that I was happy about something!?”, came her surprised reply. I smiled, a half knowing and half mysterious smile, and said, “there was the most beautiful twinkle in your eyes as you looked out the window. And, it made me curious to what could possibly bring such delight from you!”

She flashed me a rare smile and whispered, “My grandmother can come home from the hospital today!”

Upon my urging, she went on to explain how her maternal grandmother, who stays with her family, has been in the hospital the past month.

At home, she shares a room with her grandmother, and as a result, is very attached to the latter. The month long hospital stay had made her miss her grandmother terribly.

An hour before my class started, her mother had texted her with the good news. Hence, the slight blissful dreaminess in her gaze.

Although, over the weeks, she quickly went back to being the reserved girl I always knew her as, she has started confiding in me, more and more, about things she previously would not have shared.

Nowadays, through a little harmless stalking of her Facebook page, I noticed that the quiet reserved girl that I once knew, has blossomed into a cheery passionate girl.

Absolute Beauty- Daily Post Challenge

I thought I should try to challenge my writing. Veer away from topics I choose myself, and so, I have decided to take the Daily Prompt challenge.

Today’s Question is:

Absolute Beauty

We’ve all heard that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Do you agree? is all beauty contingent on a subjective point of view?

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Yes, beauty, indeed, is in the eye of the beholder, but the term “beauty” may mean differently for different people.

I am reminded of a quote from Khalil Gibran- Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.

To some, beauty in a person is, when they are able to engage in conversation with ease. A well read person is easily admired, pending that they do not end up being a pompous know-it-all.

For others, beauty may lie in the glistening rays of the sun reflecting on the clear blue surface of a calm river, bordered by majestic mountains.

Beauty may also lie in a persons mannerisms while he interacts with others. When a person has a helping hand readily available and are willing to go out of their way to help out a person, strangers or not, in times of need. Nothing says “GORGEOUS” like a man being polite and nice to the waiter, am I right?

At the end of the day, and I am sure many might agree, if you have a beautiful face, a banging body, long silky hair, but a down right ugly personality, then the latter cancels out everything else.

Outer beauty can only take you so far before your inner beauty shines through.

So, what is Absolute Beauty, for me?

It is when, a person who listens when the other party speaks, be able to carry on a conversation when the other is stumped, all that while having dreamy eyes that you can easily drown in.