Tag: daily-prompt

  • What is this rage that I feel these bursts of…?

    What is this rage that I feel these bursts of…?


    It feels like I’m going to burst out of my skin ,
    If I don’t do something about it;

    And,
    If I decide to act upon it someday,
    It will either be the end of a person,
    Or
    End of me in an essence…!

    After spending a good amount of my time waiting for a product
    or
    even something that I was promised and it doesn’t happen;

    It feels like I’m going to
    blow up and burst in a fit of anger…!

    I’m meeting them after sacrificing my precious time,
    and I hope their’s is too;

    Out of nowhere comes this delay of their arrival,
    Something that they promised in the first place,
    and to be there before me too;

    And now;
    When they don't stand on their word——

    There comes a sudden burst of anger,
    an uncontrollable one,
    That makes me feel that I have less worth,
    and pushes me to get up and walk away from this meet-up…!

    I try to tell myself that they might be stuck somewhere,
    but,
    Another voice tells me that,
    ”They live here in this city and they must be aware of the time it takes and the place they chose,
    maybe it gets congested,

    Plus,
    Being wary of it,
    they should have left earlier…!”

    After having this bout with myself,
    or
    this voice of mine;
    
    I come to a conclusion to wait,
    and they appear infront of me,
    as I’m waiting there;

    And when they arrive,
    on seeing them all of the voices fade and a feeling of happiness takes over me;

    Maybe it’s some evil from within that tries to push me in a wrong direction away from people and their company,
    Wants me to rot in my room all alone;

    But,
    Not trusting it for a while
    Enduring it for a little while,
    it makes all of it worth it;

    A message from this heart to yours…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • A timid and quiet person giving birth to Waakiye

    A timid and quiet person giving birth to Waakiye

    Describe something you learned in high school.

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    I know it’s late,

    I’m making this post at five in the evening as I’m travelling back from distributing cards which we started from the day before today…!


    We wanted to be done with it in the first week of April,

    but,

    The paternal aunt of mine who passed away on 1st April,

    her terahvi(mourning ceremony) happened on 12th of April and we started to distribute them today as we got the delivery of bhaji yesterday evening I.e. 13th of April…!


    We are already running against the time here,

    but,

    We also plan on sending a video message on WhatsApp to those who we cannot reach…!

    Their bhaji will be waiting at home let’s not forget that…!


    I hope we can get them delivered by tomorrow evening,

    because there aren’t many to begin with,

    and if I can make haste we can do it…!

    (Fingers crossed 🤞 )


    Coming back to the prompt

    Something I learnt in high school

    My high school life was a lot from the observant’s point of view as I looked at people and their behaviour and got a gist of how they used to work and think;

    Thinking about things and people( well at that time my classmates);


    It wasn’t just education that I learnt in my high school;

    Within those 4 years,

    from class 9 to class 12–

    I leant more about people and the way they perceive the world and how they detach themselves from it…!


    Basically high school is a huge platter and in it we get a whole lot of people and their different upbringing standards gives us to be a witness to it all…!


    This observant nature boosted by a need to get answers out of everything;

    The outcome of it being a person who loves to talk about things and explore ideas that otherwise might be considered good, bad or taboo in worst case…!


    But being able to speak my mind on things that I like or even bring awareness to people around me is something that I have developed to love…!


    And I hope I do carry that trait with me for the rest of my life…!


    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Still writing, In the arms of a loved one while witnessing greatness…!

    Still writing, In the arms of a loved one while witnessing greatness…!

    Where do you see yourself in 10 years?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    After spending the whole 10 hours yesterday shaving myself off to get a job done,

    which was simply turning round blanks into required diameters,

    But the sheer amount of material I had to hack off mattered,

    some were a millimetre over,

    some were at least a five or six millimetre over and I made significant dent on the amount by finishing off five sizes and the rest will be picked up yet again on Tuesday…!


    About today,

    I’ll be getting bhaji boxes delivered and I will give it to the people who live near me and a few of my friends who live near and try to give it to atleast one person who lives far…!

    because from tomorrow onwards we will give it to those who aren’t open today…


    Other than that,

    it’s going to be a long day because we will go shppping too,

    A few things that we have to buy for Milni rasam(A programme where the family of the bride and groom meet officially infront of the people and exchange gifts…)

    Another jam packed Monday it is,

    but only two weeks are left…!

    🥲😅


    Coming back to the prompt

    Where do I see myself in 10 years

    This prompt wouldn’t have come at a better time, As we are in this transition phase and my sister is going to be married off;

    Giving me a lot of things to look forward to;

    And,

    At the same time they are telling me to get married too,

    because it will be a lot of pressure on Mom

    because she will be all alone within a few days as the guests will leave after the marriage;


    Something that I’m nodding to right now,

    I have no clue how any of this will come true…!

    But we have hope…!


    Pulling myself back to the question—

    well I do plan on playing with my niece and/or nephew;

    ——

    I do plan on having a ring on my finger too and the love of my life with me;

    Waking up and seeing her face and thinking I wrote about this ten years ago and that day has come true…!(well not 10 years exactly, it can be a few years minus or plus too…)


    And I hope,

    I really, really hope that my mom is there to bless her grandkids and they get the love of her grandma even if I wasn’t fortunate enough to get it…!

    🥹


    I know I have chosen a better path for myself and am able to get what I want and the people who are around me are able to live a happy life because of that…!

    because all those who are with me now,

    I plan to take them up with me;


    And all of those who didn’t trust me

    or left me just because they thought all of this would go down in vain,

    it becomes my purpose to shine infront of them…!


    A life where all the levels and graphs,

    were picked up and brought up by my sincere efforts and sheer dedication…!


    A life made to enjoy by those who are around me


    I hope,

    I’m still writing prompts and active here daily and every once in a while I come to post something that is appealing…!


    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Bringer of Happiness and The remaining two weeks…!

    Bringer of Happiness and The remaining two weeks…!

    What are 5 everyday things that bring you happiness?

    12/04/2026 @Waakiye

    Hey..

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    After straying away from my routine after I picked up a suitcase wrong,

    I was in my bed trying not to move,

    because each movement caused more pain;

    After two sessions of physiotherapy and another one on Monday,

    I think I’ll be well…!


    I’ve killed a few more tasks,

    and we will get the bhaji on Monday and the distribution will start on the same day…!

    Other than that,

    shopping is done,

    A few things might be left,

    And,

    that will also be completed as soon as we get boxes and I will tell my mom and sister to give them to those who live nearby…!


    A packed week we have ahead;

    I have to go to work today and finish a few tasks alone,

    As my uncle and brother are going to the bhog of my paternal aunt who passed away on April 1st;


    Coming back to the prompt

    Five Things that bring me happiness..!

    There are few instances of happiness in my life,

    but,

    I work hard on making it worth living,

    1. First would be my family’s and my well being; they are my priority and anything/everything that I do is ultimately to their benefit, No matter the path I choose I see that it benefits them in the long run…!
    2. My friends take a special place in my heart and whenever we get a chance to get together, we make it absolutely fun and something that we talk about every time we meet…! The last thing we did together was ice skating and that was fun and we got hurt; All three of us at the same time…!
    3. A loved one; I wouldn’t say anything else but the fact that their presence makes us feel like we are special and I hope they feel the same way too about it…!
    4. Morning walks and being one with nature is something that makes me feel happy and that feeling is elevated when I am visiting a place like a park or a place that is filled with trees and plants that makes me feel happy…!
    5. The last or the first thing that makes me feel happy(the way you look at this list)and this life worthy of continuing is writing; Because of it I have been able to meet wonderful people and I’ve got a chance to work with some who I couldn’t even think of working with even from this country and beyond this one…!

    Some things that bring me happiness and joy…!


    Have forgotten to mention travelling and the love paper brings me isn’t that same for the all of us,

    we forget to mention things that make us who we are and define our hustle isn’t it…?


    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye

  • “I Knew What Had To Be Done”

    “I Knew What Had To Be Done”

    (Part 2)


    Trigger Warning: This piece contains graphic violence, murder, references to child abuse, and disturbing themes including body disposal and psychological trauma.


    “Give me the knife.”

    He didn’t hesitate.

    His hands trembled as he passed it to me—
    as if he didn’t trust himself with it anymore.

    I looked at him,
    then at the body.

    And then,
    I looked around.

    “Listen to me carefully,” I said,
    “we don’t have much time.”

    He nodded.
    Not because he understood—
    but because he needed someone who did.



    We didn’t speak much after that.

    I told him what to do and he followed.

    We placed the body inside a bag from my car.

    He hesitated at first…
    but fear is a strong motivator.

    Stronger than guilt.



    And then—

    Rain.

    Out of nowhere.

    As if the night itself wanted to help.

    It washed away the footprints,
    the tyre marks…

    everything.

    For a moment—
    it felt like we might actually get away with it.



    The drive was silent.

    Too silent.

    He kept looking at me,
    like he was seeing me for the first time.

    And maybe he was.



    “The drain ahead,” I said quietly.

    He nodded.

    But as we got closer—

    we saw them.

    Police.

    Gypsies parked near the opening.

    Lights cutting through the dark.



    I slowed down.

    Killed the lights.

    Waited.

    Then turned the car around.



    “We’re not doing this here,” I said.

    He didn’t ask why.

    He didn’t ask anything anymore.



    We drove away from the town.

    Away from the plan.

    Toward something else.



    He finally spoke.

    “Where are we going…?”

    I didn’t look at him.

    “You’ll see.”



    [END PART 2]

  • A call that changed the course of the night…!

    A call that changed the course of the night…!


    Trigger Warning: This piece contains graphic violence, murder, references to child abuse, and disturbing themes including body disposal and psychological trauma.





    It was a lone night,
    I was travelling all alone and before I could reach home,
    I got a call from my friend…!

    It felt like either his life was in danger…
    or he had taken someone’s;

    G0d knows what it was,
    but fear was resonating clearly from his voice—

    Ravi—
    “I did it bhai…
    I found that man and I did what I had to…”

    Me—
    “What are you talking about Ravi…?”

    Ravi—
    “The same man…
    the one who brutally assaulted and k1lled that little girl from our vicinity—”

    I cut him off.

    The connection was poor.
    I told him to move somewhere open.

    But my mind…
    it had already started running in all directions.

    Ravi—
    “I found him…
    and as soon as I got a chance,
    I pounced on him…
    A fight broke out…”

    “What happened next… Ravi?”

    Ravi—
    “I knew he’d overpower me…
    so I took out the knife I kept on my waist…
    in case I ever needed it…”

    My thoughts went to the worst place.

    A brief pause…

    “I had to, Waakiye…
    I had to do it…”

    “She called me her brother…
    I watched her grow up…
    and I—”

    He stopped.

    I think her face came in front of him.

    “Is he alive…?”
    I asked.

    Ravi—
    “He was…
    gasping for air…
    when I opened his neck…”

    “I watched him suffer…
    just like she would have…”

    Silence.

    “Where are you…?” I asked.
    “Send me your location.”

    “Okay…”

    The call ended.

    A few seconds later——
    I heard a ping on my phone;

    Just a few minutes away.

    ————

    I drove there.
    And I saw him.

    Sitting cross-legged…
    right next to the body.

    Staring at the blood-soaked sand beneath him.

    “Ravi…?”
    No response.

    “Ravi…!”
    Nothing.

    “RAVI…!”
    On the third call—he moved.

    He rushed toward me,
    collapsed onto me…
    and broke.

    Tears;
    Shaking hands;
    A voice that didn’t belong to the man I knew.

    “I just wanted to scare him…
    but it…
    it became this…”

    “I had to k1ll him…”

    “He would have escaped…
    hurt someone else…”

    As I looked into his eyes—
    and then at the lifeless one behind him—

    Only one thought came to my mind—
    I have to save him.



    “Give me the knife.”



    [END PART 1]


    A story that expands beyond years and decades of built relationships,

    Both legal and illegal ones..!

    Part 2 out soon…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • A letter penned to those who are long gone…!

    A letter penned to those who are long gone…!

    How have you adapted to the changes brought on by the Covid-19 pandemic?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    Yesterday’s prompt ended with a tragic news—

    A paternal aunt,

    Well the last surviving one,

    passed away in her sleep…!

    .

    I wasn’t able to go because we are hosting the marriage of my sister this month;

    Neither me, my mom nor my sister were able to go;

    So,

    My uncle went with his son,

    To Ambala, Haryana;

    Where she breathed her last…!

    All I felt as I went to work were the blues and a sense of loss,

    Because I do remember that we were talking about inviting her and her family by going to her residence this weekend…!

    (Khair…)

    Can we say anything in-front of the face of death,

    Except—

    Accepting the fate and clearing up all the problems and confusions…?


    Coming back to the prompt

    An already answered prompt…!

    😅

    No,

    I’m not joking…!🙃

    Here’s the proof…!

    And I believe in not answering the same question in the same way without much considerable changes in the environment or the context of the question

    I’ll be sharing what I wrote some time before but made the final edits yesterday…!

    Which continued to reflect on death and its sweet nature..!

    Kyaa Maut Khoobsurat Nahi…?

    Aap ek baar—

    Aakhri baar milte ho unko,

    Jinka parbhaav thaa aapki zindagi par;

    Aur,

    Uske baad yaa toh woh shav lakkad’on ke havale hota ha;

    Ya woh Kisi casket main,
    iss dharti ke naam ho jaata ha;

    Ya safed kapde main lapet,
    Woh kisi kabar main dafan ho jaata hai;

    ——

    Ek baar,

    Bas ek baar mauka hota ha unko dekhne ka,

    Unki chavi apne mann main utarne kaa,

    Bass,

    Bass ek mauka milta ha Unko aakhri baar,

    Apni zindagi main—
    Apni is choti se chaar dinon ke zindagi main,
    Unko dekhne ka;

    ——
    Aur uske baad kyaa…?
    ——

    Kya yaad aata ha kisi paraye ko…?

    Kya yaad aata ha kisi gair ko…?

    Kya kisi ke khyaal main bhee aata ha unka chehra—

    unke Kareebi’on ko chord;



    Jo aaye unse,

    Jinka unke saath roz ka milna,

    Jinke saath bitaaye woh khushi ke pal,

    Aur woh,
    Jinke saath zindagi jeene ka waada kar baithe thay;



    Unke bhee chet main aaye kabhi kabhaar abh woh chehra,

    Dunya toh kabh kaa bhulaa deti hai;



    Kabhi iss layak ho paaye toh akhbaar main patti lagwane par,

    Kisi bande ke chet main aaye toh woh phone kar le,

    Warna samay kiske paas itna jo mere saath baithe,
    Dukh farol’ay—

    Kya aisa hee hona mere saath…?


    Kuch pal unn ghar walo kee yaadon main,
    Aur phir kabhi kabhaar;

    Par khusi iss baat kee,
    Kee aaj bhee yaad aate hain,

    Nahi nikle poore tareeke se,
    Mere mann se—

    Kya karu…?
    Aaj bhee yaad aate ha,
    bohot yaad aate hain,
    Jo chale gaye mujhse dur—



    Kya maut khoobsurat nahi…?

    Jaane ke kayi saalon baad bhee yaad aate hain,

    Woh jinka saaya aaj hamare aas-paas nahi,

    Par kahi,
    apne aap ko sukoon,
    ke,
    kisi tareeke se bacha rahe ha humay,

    Woh jo gaye hamse dur…!!!

    Kya,
    Kya maut khoobsurat nahi…?

    A treat to all those who went through the trials and tribulations of time and still remember their loved ones…!


    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • My morning ritual and A sad news…!

    My morning ritual and A sad news…!

    What are your morning rituals? What does the first hour of your day look like?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    The boon/bane of doing this daily is that whenever there is a problem with grammar,

    Punctuation,

    Or anything related to the English language;

    .

    All of it is aimed at you,

    Oh we know you write,

    Can you look at something…?

    And that something is a three page paragraph or an official looking letter that has to be submitted to the school or a bank…!

    🫩

    Other than that recently,

    I was tasked to develope the wedding card that invites all the family members,

    And let me tell you something…!

    .

    Each time I read it,

    It feels like I don’t know how to write;

    😢

    Because I see mistakes,

    And mistakes,

    Sometime in English sometime in Panjabi;

    .

    And to get a fresh perspective,

    I read it in the morning and come across new mistakes each time…!

    😫

    (Khair)

    I’ll be finalising it today and giving it to print—

    If things work out;


    About the day before,

    It was tightly packed and some of the work that was left will be completed today;

    Most of the work yesterday was of turning and forming shapes of round metal blanks into the required ones…!

    The same will happen today and I hope I will be free soon and will come back home to shop for essentials for the wedding…!


    Coming back to the prompt

    My morning ritual…!

    Often the alarm wakes me up at seven in the morning,

    But,

    some days it automatically happens that my eyes open at 6 or 6:20 like today…!

    .

    When my eyes open, I wake up and check today’s prompt and mould my thinking into a certain way that takes shape into this days prompt…

    .

    After spending a few minutes on the phone,

    I leave my bed and freshen up;

    Wash my face,

    brush my teeth and use the restroom…!

    .

    I usually eat a fruit or two before heading out for my morning walk,

    where I plan my entire day,

    And all the things that are supposed to happen…!

    .

    While I’m on the walk I write the morning prompt and pen down things that I have to do;

    The tasks that I have to accomplish today,

    While that happens,

    The mind makes assumptions and sets targets on its own;

    .

    I come back wash my face and hands because my pet joins me on the walk too,

    And

    I pet her oh so much…!

    Later,

    I have my morning coffee and talk with my family,

    Take a bath and leave for work after wishing them Goodbye…!

    .

    That’s the first few hours of my routine,

    And the rest follows…!


    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍


    A tragic news…

    I just got the news that one of my bua,

    For the English readers it’s my paternal aunt,

    She passed away today,

    Early in the morning around 4:30 or 5…!

    I hope her soul finds peace in the afterlife…!

    🕊️😔


    Are we ever ready for someone’s passing…?

    I thought to myself as I’m writing this,

    Aren’t we afraid that something like that might come to us someday,

    The sweet embrace of which we all have to get a taste of one day;

    —-

    To our surprise,

    we will,

    All of us will be there

    to experience it,

    But, never know how it feels…

  • From Chawri bazaar to our minds :Aspects that make us unique…

    From Chawri bazaar to our minds :Aspects that make us unique…

    Which aspects do you think makes a person unique?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    This day started early as I think I fell asleep at 10 last night…!

    I’m writing this at 7:10 in the morning…


    I spent entirety of the day outside,

    After waking up and making a post yesterday morning bere,

    I freshened up and went to my workplace to give a bundle of material to hardening,

    And before returning home I made my first trip to buy essentials like ghee and at home I had brunch…!


    After that I went out to buy munchies and other kitchen essentials from Dmart near our residence…


    On returning home and taking another shower, it was three by now…!

    I got ready and went to Chawri bazaar for getting the card made;

    We walked to metro and reached Chawri bazaar within 20 minutes…!

    The wait on the yellow line was oh so much…!


    And after walking another 10 minutes because we got off on the wrong exit we reached this shop that was in such a secluded spot I thought we were going to get lost there…!

    A street leading to another smaller one and another one leading to another…!

    After giving them the format that we wanted,

    We waited and waited..!

    After getting no answer because the person who had to type wasn’t free;

    We decided that we will send them the pdf on our own and decided to return back home…!


    On our way back we decided to stop for pista badam milk which is famous in old Delhi;

    The name of the shop is

    Sudarshan Refreshment Centre…

    They also sell Kachori

    The small compartment that has kachori above and sabzi in the box below…!

    And on returning from the shop,

    I stopped by the Shri Gujrat Namkeen Bhadaar…!

    And bought some kaju both with pepper and plain salted…!

    Along with some thepla and fafda

    The fafda in question 😂
    Side view of the shop…!

    Before coming back home,

    We decided to buy some burgers for people back home from jumbo king burgers at Rajiv chowk…!

    And after waiting for it to get ready and sipping on our sprite;

    My sister and I talked about things like her suits and dresses,

    And on taking the burgers,

    We walked to the blue lines that led to our station and we got on the metro…!


    We decided to check out a Salon to get a basic idea of the rates of bridal makeup and they gave us a slip of 20k for bridal and additional 3k for each person that wanted to get their’s done…!

    And we came out of the salon with a laughter on our face thinking it would be in the range of 10 maybe 15k range..!

    So we will look for some more…!

    What a day it was…!!!!


    Coming back to the prompt…!

    Aspects that make us unique…

    If I’m asked this question,

    I’d answer this by saying that,

    the thought process

    and

    the behaviour

    That guides us to arrive at a conclusion works to make us unique…!


    If you have a corrupted thought process,

    Everything goes down from that place,

    Because it forces you to pick negative and bad thoughts more and after a point of time you feel forced to act upon them…!

    And when that happens the behaviour reflects what goes on in the mind,

    To all of the world…!


    On the contrary,

    If you have a better managed thought process,

    A balance of both leaning towards good side more;

    It reflects in the behavior and the people outside can see it too…!


    My answer would be a correct mindset with a positive thinking process,

    Along with that a behavior that reflects the same…!


    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍


  • A promise and an obsession…!

    A promise and an obsession…!

    How often do you say “no” to things that would interfere with your goals?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    After spending last evening feeling bad about something, even I don’t know about;

    Maybe it’s the situation that I’m trapped in right now,

    Or,

    Maybe the pileup of responsibilities that have gotten heavier as each day passes,


    I wrote about the sweet nature of death in hinglish and the circular nature of grief;

    Technically about those who were once with you but now they aren’t;

    But now they lay flat in the ground or their ashes sit in an urn or maybe the same ashes were put into to a river that is considered holy…!


    The piece waits to scratch something hidden within your heart or a memory waiting to be remembered once again;

    That’s how it felt as I was writing this one;

    Remembering those who have gone far away,

    Maybe they have taken birth into this world again or they’re free from the cycle;

    Maybe this evening…

    (Please remind me because I’ve become more forgetful…)


    Coming back to the prompt…

    Saying “No” when my goals are at stake…!

    It might not seem like it but,

    When things come to my dreams and my goals I quit everything that is around me…!

    I turn away from things no matter how important it might be,

    I just up and walk in the general direction that leads me to the place that demand my attention…!

    Even if it means taking myself away from the short term things that help me survive daily…!


    One of those is my business,

    For its betterment I’ve given up practically my whole life and not pursue my college education,

    Only because of a person who isn’t there with us anymore,

    But,

    A promise made to that person stays with me,

    Maybe he’s watching me from afar,

    And thinking to himself that,

    He is still working each day and is keeping his word…!

    —-

    So, for a promise and a dream that we took together,

    A son still works even when he doesn’t want to…!


    Other one is writing

    For this,

    All of this, for this penmanship I’ve been to places that are dingiest ones I’ve seen—

    .

    I’ve been to places that you wouldn’t otherwise even think of going physically and mentally…!

    .

    Fixated on things for weeks at a single span and when something fruitful comes out of it;

    .

    It’s for the world to enjoy as much as it was for me to write…

    .

    I’ve said no to loved ones in the past for leaving me behind to come up with things that I never regret….!


    It would make you think that there isn’t much that I have to survive,

    .

    A medley of these two things;

    .

    And just like that,

    I’ve found a reason to live,

    A reason to survive each day;


    A promise to someone and an obsession that keeps me functioning…!


    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍