Monday, 26 December 2011

100 words: Coffee

Some people love tea and some people love coffee; I, myself, find pleasure in both of them.

This morning I woke up craving coffee. I went to the kitchen and discovered that we ran out of ground coffee. I went to the storage room and found an unopened box of coffee beans. 

I slowly opened the box and enjoyed the perfect smell of fresh coffee beans for a long moment before I put it into the grinder.

The smell of fresh coffee overwhelmed the kitchen as I sat down and enjoyed a quiet morning with a fresh cup of coffee. 

Photo taken from here.

Wednesday, 14 December 2011

A birthday wish

He slowly parked his new car in the driveway; slowly because he didn’t want to make noise which would draw his wife’s attention; this was the day of his life and he didn’t want her to ruin it. He stepped out of the car and looked at it with both happiness and concern in his eyes.

It was his 58th birthday and he bought himself the only thing he ever really  wanted – a red Shelby Mustang ’65 with two white stripes.

He remembered the day when he first saw it. Everything seemed grey to him in those days; he was 12 years old and he was just struck by puberty. Him and his mom were on the way to the grocery store; she always forced him to go with her wherever she went. They were walking toward the store when he saw it parked in front of a bakery. He stopped and looked at it with his big brown eyes; it was the most beautiful car he had ever seen… it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his entire life. His mom started yelling at him but he didn’t hear her, his senses weren’t able to embrace anything else.

From that day forward he dreamed about this car all the time, day and night. He never really wanted anything else but the circumstances weren’t in his favour. He met his wife in high school and they had their first baby right after graduation. She thought Mustang wasn’t an appropriate for a young father so he didn’t buy it. A couple of years later they had another son and his wife used the same argument again. When children grew up they wanted to go to college, which was expensive, and his wife always said that they couldn’t waste money on such foolish nonsense.

She always had an excuse why he couldn’t buy the only thing he ever wanted. But this time he didn’t ask her and he didn't say anything either. He went to the car shop and fulfilled his dreams.

Photo taken from here.

Thursday, 8 December 2011

100 words: A homeless lady

The first time I walked past her, sitting on the pavement, I didn’t even look at her. As time passed and our paths crossed more and more often, she caught my attention.

Her back is hunched and she’s very small. She smells funky and her skin is always dirty. She can often be seen around our apartment building and I’m wondering if she used to live here. I’m also wondering why she has become a homeless person.

I’m sure she’s carrying a sad story in her heart and I’m sure that I’ll never know it. 

My inspiration for this story was Lizzie’s latest blog post called Subway sleeper

Saturday, 3 December 2011

100 words: Chocolate

I’m slowly and carefully unwrapping the silver foil; I don’t want to tear it apart. I don’t like messy shredded foil and I usually don’t eat the whole bar at once so I need the foil to wrap it up when I’m done with it. 

There are brown pieces under the foil. Sweet little brown pieces that are supposed to make people happy.  

I take it into my hand and admire it for a little bit. It’s perfect. But the best part comes when I put it in my mouth where it leaves a warm sweet taste as it melts.  

Photo taken from here