The Little Spider

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The little spider crouched against the wall, trying to decide where to start spinning its web. The very thought made her feel so joyful. Ah! The spot next to the ventilator seemed to be ideal. She quickly scampered off to the ventilator and inspected the spot. Her friend had recently taught her a new, sturdy design, and she had to try it out. The days ahead were promising, and she knew she was going to thoroughly enjoy it. She had just started to spin when she heard the click of the key turning in the lock, and she knew the human living in that room was back! She quickly sealed her work and went behind the ventilator to hide and catch some sleep. The new leaf which she had hauled all the way up was really comfortable. It smelled great too. Just as she was about to close her eyes and catch her 90 winks, she heard a sob. She saw the human crying looking at a few papers.’ There goes my quiet time!’ she sighed rolling her eyes aware of the drama humans create. Though the human had short hair, she could tell it was female as it wore long fabrics at times and applied colorful chemicals on its face. She unpacked the little bundle her mom had sent from the forest and started popping in the flies lying on her stomach to watch the human. She did it sometimes. She knew quite a lot about the human. It had beautifully decorated the room, but at times was messy and left food uncovered, which attracted insects thanks to which her meals were taken care of. Furthermore, the human left early in the morning to do something which she hated and got ‘the paper’ for it at the end of the month. Paper which the human exchanges for its food and other lovely things. Not once she had felt that the paper was so valuable, and they were not even big like the ones that the human reads at times. Thank god her world was not advanced. During the weekends, the human was accompanied by another one, a male, and they watched the colorful flat board which had talking and moving human. They never did anything that could give them real joy. Like spinning their own web or collecting experiences like her. Ah! Such beautiful experiences she has had, her favorite being plunging from the roof into the room releasing a thin, narrow line of silk all the way until the floor. She couldn’t help but smile thinking of the pleasure she had that time, when her cousins had come for a visit. Squealing with joy and mirth and laughing their heads off. Wasn’t that the way you are supposed to live? However, the humans thought they needed paper to make themselves happy. And, for that paper, they should spend their days and months and years doing something which they hate. How could someone spend their lives doing something they hate? She shuddered at the very thought of it. Can’t they get their paper doing something which they love? Is it so hard? On the contrary, wouldn’t that be the easiest thing to do? With these thoughts, she glanced at the human to find her fast asleep. ’Time for me to catch some sleep too’ she thought stretching and lying on her leaf. She closed her eyes, smiling, content with life.

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DIY Flower Vase

photo (2)Did you know that you could transform an old soda bottle into a chic flower vase? Yes, you could.
All you need is a spray pain, decorative tape and a small piece of satin ribbon.
Once you are done with the spray painting and before you go crazy with the decorative tape let the bottle dry for a few minutes.
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There is no particular pattern to this. You can make zig-zag patterns or straight lines. How about little polka dots? Can you imagine the different kinds of spray paints and decorative tapes you could use? Endless possibilities.
For the final touch, I made a bow with a satin ribbon which was lying around. And, voila! You have a chic little vase.

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Layered Chicken and Egg Cake

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I came across this recipe a few days back and was amazed. A layered chicken savory cake for which you don’t need an oven! Much like a traditional Quiche without a crust. I was impatiently waiting to run home from work and try this out. If you have all the ingredients ready, it hardly takes half an hour.And, the result is pretty impressive. I did not garnish the cake with raisins and cashew nuts as I wanted it to be

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The Wait

‘He has done it again!’ she frowned glancing at her watch. For the third time this week, he was late. It was getting dark, and the street was abandoned. She tapped her foot impatiently waiting for John and wondered why he seemed to be so distant and lost these days. He hardly talked to her on their way home and simply seemed to listen to her constant chatter. John had a busy schedule and work demanded a lot from him. She had to understand. However, work was always the same, and then what could be the reason? Was he having an affair? She panicked. ’Of course not, silly!’ she admonished herself brushing that dreaded thought away. That would never happen. ‘He was her John.’ she thought, smiling to herself. She decided instead of questioning him on why he was late she would be fine with it and surprise him with a lovely dinner once they reach home. She planned to make some hot clear chicken soup and creamy pasta, just the way he liked it. She always cooked his favorite food ignoring the fact that she did not like most of them. Anyway, her bad appetite seemed to have taken a turn for worse these days. She hardly felt hungry.
She was hoping that she had all the ingredients at home for dinner when she saw his lanky frame appearing at the turn. ’Ah! There he comes.’ she smiled. The tan-colored sweater he was wearing was her favorite and his unkempt hair was blowing in all directions. It couldn’t be tamed, no matter what. He turned and smiled at someone. Then, her world stopped. From behind the street appeared, a petite woman holding his hand.
She was momentarily blinded by what she saw. Her heart raced. Who was this woman? Was she the reason for his recent mood swings? Are they coming to break the news to her? ’Don’t panic. Stay calm’ she muttered. ’That has to be some distant cousin or friend he picked from the bus-station on his way back home. Maybe she is joining us for dinner. Praying to God that they don’t hear her heart pounding like a drum, she watched them approach her. They stopped right in front of her. ’John, we have a guest for today? ‘She enquired, eyeing the lady. ’God! She is stunningly beautiful!’ she thought feeling a pang of jealousy.
’Who is she John?’ she gently prodded. However, he was lost in that woman’s eyes. To her despair, she heard him say, ‘Stella, I need you to know this. I had always thought Emily is the only woman for me. She meant the world to me…’ She cleared her throat loudly and said in a disgusted tone, ‘Can you please explain what is…’He cuts her right in the middle and continues’…but now I realize I have to move on. And, I am looking forward to what is going to be between us.’ With that, he held the woman’s hands. She gave him an understanding and reassuring smile. Then, they leaned forward to kiss. ’JOHN!! NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!’ She cried. She sat on the pavement watching them kiss and clutched her heart thinking of committing suicide. And, when they broke apart, he looked at where she was standing and smiled sadly,’ I Love you, Em’.’I LOVE YOU TOO JOHN! DON’T DO THIS TO ME. PLEASE DON’T GO AWAY FROM ME! ’She sobbed and stood up to face him. He seemed to be looking at something behind her and turned to see. And, then it sank. The world that stopped for her fell crumbling down.
Inscribed on the wall next to some dried flowers and her smiling photo was
‘In loving memory of Emily John, who was killed when an SUV driven by a drunken driver rammed into this very spot when she was waiting for her husband to walk home after a day of work.’


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Uniqueness. No Songs in iPod.

An interesting finding in the UR household. There are no songs in any of our gadgets! None at all. Be it smart phones, idevices (pad, pod or ped, pid, pud for all we know they might come out soon as they are the vowels which are left). Nor in our car. It just happened to be so. We never gave a thought about it before. No, We are not people who hate music. On the contrary we love music. Now that is really interesting and I was quick to point that out to iWoz.’Maybe we are the only people in the whole of this world who do not have a single song in any of our gadgets!’For once, iWoz took me seriously and answered,’Maybe yes’. How unique! Now there will be a lot of such silly things which can make each of us unique. Don’t you think so? Are you the only right-handed-pinky-finger-nose-picking person in the world? No? Then tell me what makes you or your family unique. I am all ears.

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