Month names

Oh boy! it was a challenge to remember all those names of months. I always used to forget them. And if I ever remembered them, there order was always incorrect.

But then my mother showed me a cool way to remember them. She showed me to count them on my knuckles (as in between them).

I thought it was a cool trick. Counting them on the vallies and hills of my knuckles not only helped me to remember the order but also the number of days they had (as in, if they had 30 or a 31 days) in them. Plus I could recite them any time. That was fun!

I couldn’t wait to share this with other kids at school, then.

Now, I can’t wait to share this with other younger children. It’s good to see that the trick fills them with the same wonderment as it had once filled me with smiling eyes.

Thanks Ma.

Was inspired to write for the daily prompt:  Mnemonic

A story to tell…

This is a story for Friday Fictioneers, which is hosted by Rochelle. Every week you are challenged to write a 100 word story based on a photo.

Thanks to JS Brand for this week’s photo and also to Rochelle for hosting the challenge.

Thanks to all the readers for their time, too.


Once upon a time there was a stranger.

I met him on a boat ride in a quiet little village.

We exchanged a few glances.

It was destiny — we kept bumping into each other.

We ended up on a sort- of- a- date at a restaurant by the lake.

When I reached my home country, I wanted to hear his voice. But I didn’t call him. I — somehow — lost his number.

A year later… I stand at the same place, thinking….


I look at the water playing carelessly. I wish I had given him my correct name at least.