This old bench.

​This old bench remains still on its place under this tree passing many Moons and Suns in its lifetime.Being the love seat for some and a comforter for others still maintains its good looks of black ebony,the same as when my husband and I first saw it.Witnessing emotions of joy and sorrow and kisses and tears of many as well as ours. It was the place for us one-time where we would spend hours sitting and chatting or arguing and sobbing.
Here we’ve come once again to sit and chat after twenty five years.Not only to chat this time but to ruminate the bygone years of our life together.


My submission to the Daily prompt ~Ruminate

Couldn’t think of anything more for this prompt.

Much love ~ Shahz. 

Menacing Skeeters.

​With the climatic change the temparature rise.

Along with it the blood suckers rise.

In a swarm they come and settle down in homes

Where the grounds are safe and friendly to breed

Come one by one racing in greed

Disturbing us from our goodnights sleep

Repellents and fumes no use to keep

Coz they’ve evolved so much I weep.

My kid fell prey from then I did pray

That I will fight them back 

With this racket I will smack.



In response to the Daily prompt ~ Swarm

Note: My Son fell prey to its deadly greed and was diagnosed with Dengue few years back.I Thank God for his recovery.From then on I try my level best to keep my home mosquito free.Having tried and tested all available sources in vain,finally I feel very comfortable with the Skeeter Racket which does not cause any after effects.