The Tenacious Mailman

Jimmy squinted his eyes and took laborious steps towards the last drop out. 

Sweat dripping from his grey sideburns and his tongue hanging due to thirst under his sun hat. 

He dropped off the post in the mailbox of the mansion-like house and admired the manicured lawn while wiping sweat off his forehead. 

Walked back to his postal van and sat gingerly on the seat. After gulping a copious amount of water, he let out a deep sigh with a smile as if he did a touchdown!


"Ten more days until I retire, and all this will be history." 



In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a postal carrier in an extreme situation. Even if you base your story on a true one, focus on the core trait of this postal carrier. Go where the prompt leads!

My Assumptions

As a child, I used to find my parents' work very easy and would detest at my life cause all the hardships lay with me.

You would wonder what I am talking about? 

Well, it is the truth. All my parents had to do was go to a place which they used to call work/office. Sit there for a couple of hours (9 am-5 pm to be precise) and come back with a check every fortnightly. Food on the table was always mom's choice. She used to cook it in a jiffy, and then my brother and I had to clean up besides doing our dreary homework, and we were not allowed late nights.

Sigh!

On the other hand, parents got to watch TV and stay up late and even enjoy coffee (I was not allowed to have caffeine in my milk)

Life as parents is so darn easy, and all they had to do was give instructions and command their kids to do things, and if we ever rolled our eyes over it. Time out was another nightmare, while they would party late.

 I used to overhear my parents talk about various issues such as job, money, security, old age, children's education with their friends, and their expressions would always make me wonder what's the big deal cause their kids do all the work. All the burden lies only on the children, so what are they fretting about? 

For example: "R could you, please hand me that remote" would be my dad's request.

"M could you, please clean this mess?" was heard now and then by my mom.

Seriously! Why the sullen face, parents?

"Before I got married, I had six theories about raising children; now, I have six children and no theories." 

― John Wilmot

I never understood what the big deal was about parenting, and making a living.

Until one beautiful day, when I had my kid and saw that it is a long winding road.

Oh, boy! Life never ceases to pause. The to-do list never ends, and it takes me back to the days of my parents who did it with enthusiasm, and I never heard them fret over it as much as I do.

Sure, life was simpler during those times, but the fundamentals of economics and management remain the same.

I am glad I could wash off my theories cause I would have wasted my life I would not have given them their due credit.

Mantra for today: Scrub off your assumptions to let the light come in. A life lived in ignorance is a wasted one!

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Attempted to answer Ind inspire: 

"Ignorance is the mother of prejudice" - How true is this statement? Do you agree? #Ignorance

Book Blitz: Inderpreet Uppal's Writer's Toolkit

SELF-EDITING, EDITING & EDITORS

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The Bench

"I am tired."

After giving a glance at her face that glistened with sweat courtesy the bright sun, he said, "Let's take a five-minute break."


Mrs. D was quick to plop on the bench that overlooked the green grass where children were playing ball.

As the north-west wind blew, she flared her nostrils to absorb the energy that'll help her walk home.

While Mr. D gave out a deep sigh as memories flashed in front of him.

He placed his wrinkled hand over his wife and uttered, "Our life has transitioned, but this bench has been constant for us."


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In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a park bench. Join in the fun at CarrotRanch. 

The Win

"Wake up!" Sarla jolted her husband awake.

"What happened?" he woke up with a jerk as if he got an electrical shock.

"What is that hissing noise? It that a snake?" her eyes were wide as an owl in the night.

After listening attentively, he lay down and pulled a blanket over himself.

"Go to sleep. That's just your son doing various exercises. He has been strengthening his muscles  and his core for the big event that's around the corner."

"But why?"

"So that he can carry our overweight daughter-in-law to the finish line and win like every year."



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In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a carried wife. Why is she being carried? Who is carrying? Pick a genre if you’d like and craft a memorable character. Go where the prompt leads! Join the fun at CarrotRanch.

Book Spotlight for "Love in Agartha" by Sundari Venkatraman

Print Length: 213 pages

Publisher: Flaming Sun (Indie published)

Publication Date: January 2, 2020

Sold by: Amazon Digital Services LLC

Language: English

Genre: Romance, Fantasy

Blurb

When Sanat Kumara usurps the job that Naavya Batra has been coveting for a long time, her instantaneous attraction towards him turns to intense dislike.
But soon, she’s all in admiration for the man. When she finally decides to give herself to him, Sanat insists on telling Naavya something about her…
…something she has absolutely no memory of.
What does Sanat know about Naavya that she herself isn’t aware of? And what secrets are her cousins holding back from her?
Read this tale of fantasy which takes you to three different realms on the earth, to find out if Sanat Kumara is really what he appears to be on the surface. But what about Naavya? Will her love for Sanat hold up under the circumstances?

About the Author

Sundari Venkatraman is an indie author with forty-plus titles to her credit, which have sold more than 1.5 lakh copies around the world. Her books consistently feature in the Top 100 Bestseller Lists on Amazon in both Romance and Asian Drama categories. Her latest romance novels have all been on the #1 Bestseller slot in Amazon India for over a month.
As a child, Sundari loved to read books with ‘lived happily ever after’ endings. They were all about good triumphing over evil. As a teenager, her favourite books were romance novels from Mills & Boon. She was fascinated by them, so much so that she began to visualise the stories set in India.
Sundari was forty when she began her writing journey, completing the first draft of her first novel in thirty-five days. She has not looked back since.

Buy your copy here: https://www.amazon.in/Love-Agartha-Sundari-Venkatraman-ebook/dp/B083G8HHW5/

Those Eyes!

“Whatever happens, don’t open this?” Mom commanded as if the colonel of the army and marched out of the room. 

I obeyed with a soft nod but confused eyes.

I stared at it and saw a pair of eyes on the brass knobs of the polished brown wood. 

Peeked outside the room. 

“Should I open it?” I grinned like a witch, “But maybe it had something forbidden for me, just 

like Adam’s apple?” I contemplated. 

Stared back at the hutch, but darn those eyes reflected at me! 

"Is it my consciousness or just the reflection of my own eyes?"



In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about something found in a hutch. Join in the fun at CarrotRanch