Tag: romantic-life

  • A grocery haul for a typical family…

    A grocery haul for a typical family…

    List your top 5 grocery store items.

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    Today’s prompt is a weird one, like what does this even compare to, a few prompts back to back were very serious ones and required thinking on a higher level;

    But what would be my top five grocery store items…

    Well,

    My first would be ready to cook pasta, not any specific type but all of them elbow, penne, fusilli, bow tie, spaghetti and so much more;

    They are versatile and go well with anything that you cook and they are easy to snack on and filling if cook properly…

    Second thing would be some sort of chicken, maybe it’s kebab or some cold cuts or even packed chicken breasts that can be whipped into some sort of curry or something of a semi dry dish like marry me chicken or even something that can be turned into fried chicken tbh the variety is never ending…

    Third thing would be herbs and dried spices, if we are starting from scratch it would mean we need to have all of the things that are required to have a proper grocery run and one time purchase of these things can last a month too;

    I mean turmeric, Kashmiri red chilli(for color), standard red chilli which gives it the kick that it needs, cumin seeds, ginger powder, black peppercorns, cinnamon bark, clove, cardamom , mustard seeds, coriander seeds, fennel seeds and lastly star anise;

    All of these are a must have if you plan on making a grocery run for the very first time…

    Fourth wound be veggies, a staple would be potatoes, onion, ginger and garlic, tomatoes, cabbage, carrots, mushroom(if the price is right) green peas, capsicum, cauliflower and spinach if the seasons are right…(do I need to explain these…?)

    The last would be pulses and being from India at least one time of cooked food has some sort of pulse wherever you go, imagine going to eat something South Indian food the staple idli and dosa including sambhar is made using pulses like rice and black gram(called urad dal here in our country…)

    Some other would be chickpea, kidney beans red lentil, peas, black eyed peas( called lobiya),split yellow peas, mixed pulses, mung beans, moth beans and so much more…

    I forgot to add eggs and that is very shameful for me because I have one every morning and almost forgot about them(P.s. a sixth edition from my side)

    With these five((6)) things you can conquer any of these recipe that works for you…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Men who shaped my life

    Men who shaped my life

    Describe a man who has positively impacted your life.

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    There are a few men in my life who have guided me in a positive direction and given me a way to live this life in a much better way…

    The first one would be my late father, who was one of the pillars in my life he shaped my existence (literally) and taught me how to be a better person by just being present in my life and acting like a good father figure to look up to, even though we had limited time with each other,

    There are some decisions of his that I question myself but those were taken keeping in mind my future and the future of our family-led business…

    But I’m really grateful that whatever time we had together was spent in happiness and neutrality…

    The second one would be my father’s brother, my uncle; he is the one who taught me all the business that our family has to date, and he taught me the basics and the complex things of the business that we now run together;

    He imparted me the sense of respect and how to please a client and negotiate what feels best for us (margin-wise) without having to cut deep into the pockets of any of our potential client a time of five years under his guidance gave me a different perspective at life also the shoes he had to fill when he was a child forced into this business too…

    The last one would be my friends, without them I’m just a wandering soul on this planet, they keep me grounded and also help me achieve what I am capable of there are so many instances that have shaped me that happened just between my friends which gave me a new perspective on life itself;

    They are with me when there was no one, and they shall be with me until the end of me…

    These were the few men who positively impacted my life…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Layers of Romance: Emotional Depth in Love and Writing

    Layers of Romance: Emotional Depth in Love and Writing

    Daily writing prompt
    What’s your definition of romantic?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    What an open-ended question this one is,
    without a context,
    without any relation to how we are supposed to work,
    romanticism in the sense of a literary writing,
    or romantic in a relationship sense…?

    But,
    that’s the cue to work around the topic of this day,
    and we will go ahead anyways…

    My definition of romantic (or romance) in a general sense isn’t clouded by the want to just get in bed with them,
    but,
    to understand them,
    the things that they like,
    the things that they hate,
    the way they grew up,
    and from that understanding,
    what shaped them the way they are,
    or how they respond to an action or a cue,
    which they like or don’t,
    helping me to stay clear off the things that haunted them in their past,
    all the while helping them come to terms with what they were in their past,
    isn’t something that is going to affect their present;

    Also,
    showering them with gifts,
    taking them out on their days off,
    and exploring new places with them,
    as we walk hand in hand,
    traveling with them maybe using the public transport every once in a while,
    and gifting flowers,
    and dropping them home or near it,
    how the relationship is at that point of time…

    See how I didn’t talk about having or getting your physical needs met here,
    because that’s how it is initially,
    taking it slow and knowing that in some cultures,
    things like these take place after marriage,
    and that’s acceptable,
    but,
    when things are forced,
    and they are coerced into doing something that they don’t agree to,
    or like,
    would naturally mean that you’re there only to satiate yourself,
    and then drop her after the sun rises the next day…

    Due to that,
    this path becomes extremely tricky for both,
    where one has to make sure things are mutual and in agreement,
    with proper boundaries set…

    Whereas romanticism in literary sense comes in when things like these are experienced and a person who loves to write pens his real emotions and feelings,
    about how they are truly, madly and deeply in love,
    with the said person,
    to the point they write (Of course in some hidden sense),
    about their love,
    their feelings,
    which can be mutual or one sided,
    but,
    portraying an image in a sense that’s appealing to read,
    and can be experienced by those who are around them,
    without even being in a relationship to call it something that they themselves dream of being in…

    So romantic aspect is much needed in life,
    where a person exposes themselves,
    layer by layer,
    in a sense to a person,
    they intend to spend the foreseeable future with…

    That’s romanticism for me,
    to you…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye🤍

    All alone they were,
    After a long time they were finally together,
    There was deep longing in those eyes,
    And a want,
    A need that needed to be expressed,
    But,
    Who would make the first move…?

    The first move,
    After a span of three months,
    These months,
    Akin to years spent apart,
    Seeing only each other,
    And talking like strangers,
    Whenever they had some time on their hands,
    And these hands,
    Waited,
    Waited all of these days,
    Waited these weeks,
    Waited all these Months;

    Now,
    These hands,
    Were in those,
    Where they belonged…

    A bottle of Merlot,
    And two glasses were there,
    A third of the way,
    Maybe a sip was taken,
    Before things took a turn…

    From kissing the back of her hand,
    To her shoulder blade,
    And from there,
    Those pink supple lips,
    He stared at himself,
    Her face tilted,
    Eyes half closed,
    Waiting were these lips,
    For a sweet little kiss..

    A known flavor coated his mouth,
    Her born lippy lip balm,
    The strawberry kind,
    Those eyes; glowing,
    Overflowing with emotions;

    “Cannot tell you how much I waited,
    Waited for this day..”

    As those eyes shined,
    As she stared into his…