#shamam

in memory of shamurpmurp

Shaman coal AVAILABLE #shisha #coal #shamam ##Leicester (at Kadiri News & Launderette) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLVZvH2n-Oy/?igshid=1jmypngiibx60

For most of India , the coldest time of the year are the months of December & January. Clearly for a city just 8° North of Equator , it is not. Due to absence of rain , it can get as warm and sultry as summer even with trees full of mangoes. So it is imperative that you hydrate yourself . One of the most popular things is Karikkin Shake. I have opted for Karikkin Shamam which is tender coconut with Musk Melon. شمام ( Shamam) is the arabic word for cantaloupe which is what it is usually called in these juice shops. So much so that I had to Google to find out that the Malayalam word is തയ്ക്കുമ്പളം( Thai Kumbalam). I am not a huge fan of eating tender coconut by itself . So using it in a milk shake is an excellent idea , making a thick nutritious and refreshing drink. Adding a mild fruit like Musk Melon makes it a nice duo. You can easily make a vegan version of this with coconut milk , toasted coconut and coconut sugar. So delicious! #karikkinshake #shamam #karikku #cantaloupe #warmchristmas #sunny #summer #cooler #trivandrum #milkshake #fruitarian #muskmelon #delicious #amazing #foodloose #trivandrum #soothing #hydrating #tendercoconut #pinkguava (at Poojappura sree saraswathi devi kshethramപൂജപ്പുരശ്രീസരസ്വതീദേവീ ക്ഷേത്രം) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJQ44_IlHhL/?igshid=y25t39mlvbxy

Lua nas alturas consagrada em vossa calma. 🌝🔥⛺📵📳 #silencio #lua #luacheia #plenilunio #luanoceu #fullmoon #shamanismo #shamam

Sam’s day was not a good one. After being fired from their job and being disowned by their family, Sam decided to go to $tarDollar$, the biggest and best coffee chain in town. Normally, this meant that the cafe would be packed, but because Sam was fired halfway through the workday, there were no lines. It was the perfect setting for solemnly contemplating the point of living after being fired from a minimum wage job in isolation. As Sam walked in the door, they noticed that their favourite drink, the Orange Frappa-Dappa-Mocha-Chino-Pumpkin-Latte, was unavailable due to a shortage of pumpkins. Sam would have to settle for a boring old coffee. “Hello!” Said the barista behind the counter, “What can I get for you today?” “Ummmmmmmmm…” replied Sam, lost deep in their spiral of self-loathing that always occurred when trying to decide which drink to buy. Sam turned their eyes away from the menu and towards the barista, and although it only lasted for a few seconds, it felt as if eons had passed while they delved into each other's souls through the doorway of each other’s eyes. “This is the one.” Thought the barista. “This is the one.” Thought Sam. “I’ll have a regular coffee please,” said Sam excitedly, “two cream no sugar.” “What’s your name?” replied the barista. “Sam” “One coffee, two cream no sugar coming right up!” Said the barista ecstatically. Sam stood at the counter and waited for the barista to make their drink, thinking about the amazing future that they and the barista would have together. They would run away to Europe and work in a flower shop, or maybe even a marching band, and make minimum wage together and have the most amazing, romantic, and wonderful life possible. How many kids would they have? What kind of home would they have, a house or an apartment? Would they invite family over to visit or remain in isolation because their families forbid their love? Would they- “One coffee, two cream no sugar for Sam!” Called the barista. Sam walked over and picked up their drink. “Thank you.” Replied Sam, caught in a flurry of emotions. Completely forgetting that they were fired and wanted to wallow in their own crapulance while contemplating life and drink overpriced coffee, Sam walked out of $tarDollar$ and headed home. On their walk back, Sam realized that the the barista had misspelled their name. Instead of writing “Sam”, the barista had written “Shazam”. Sam took this as a complement and decided to return the next day. “Hello! Oh, it’s you!” Said the barista as Sam entered $tarDollar$. “Yes, hello.” Replied Sam. Sam took a look at the barista’s name tag. The barista was named Alex. “What a beautiful name” thought Sam. “What can I get for you today?” Said Alex. “Just a coffee, two cream no sugar.” Said Sam. “And your name was Shmam, right?” Said Alex, trying to recall their previous encounter. “It’s Sam.” “Oh okay. I’ll get you that coffee now.” “Thank you.” Sam was once again lost in thought, thinking about their future and what living conditions they would live under and the furniture they would use and the colour of the paint on their walls and the- “One coffee, two cream no sugar for Sam.” Said Alex. “Thank you!” Said Sam, grabbing the coffee and leaving. As Sam walked down the street, they looked at the words that were scribbled down the side of the coffee cup by Alex, but in their excitement, Sam dropped the cup and their needlessly expensive drink spilled out onto the ground. This did not matter to Sam in one slightest bit; as long as the writing was still legible, everything was okay. Luckily for Sam, the writing was legible, and everything was okay. The cup read “Dear Sam, my name is Alex. Call me - 555-782-7282.” Sam dropped everything and punched the number into their phone. Sam began to ponder the many marvelous places they would go to. They would go to Paris, they would go to London, they would go to Rome! Would they be able to afford all of this? Would they- “Hello? Sam? This is Alex. I am so glad you called, I honestly didn't think that you would. So, uh, do you want to go to dinner tonight? I know a nice place and I think-” “Yes. Let’s do it. We’ll meet right now at your $tarDollar$ and we’ll go eat right now!” Sam rushed back to the $tarDollar$ and into Alex’s arms. “Let’s go. Let’s eat. Let’s Love”. Alex ended up taking Sam to a small bistro where they ate tiny crustless sandwiches and drank apple-carrot smoothies, which Sam still insisted had two cream and no sugar. After going out to eat, they went back to Alex’s apartment to eat (IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN). “I had a great time, Alex” Said Sam, their voice trembling with ecstasy. “As did I.” Replied Alex, their voice trembling with even more ecstasy. “Would you like to go again?” Asked Sam. “Please.” Said Alex, and they continued their wonderful night of scoodlypooping. Alex woke up the next morning to a letter in their mailbox. It was from their employer, the CEO of $tarDollar$. Trembling with fear, Alex opened it. It read: “ Dear Alex, Due to you giving out a total of two (2) regular coffees (two cream no sugar) without charging the customer, and due to you leaving your job without any notice or reason, we have decided to fire you. Our best wishes, Clark Eric Odelson “ Alex was crushed. How could they return to Sam with this news? They had no source of income and both of them were fired from their last jobs so there was a low chance of being hired quickly. On top of this, Alex had used the last of their money when taking Sam out to dinner, so if they didn’t get a new stream of revenue fast, they would starve to death. “Good morning Alex.” Said Sam, stretching and yawning. “Uh, good morning Sam. Um…” Alex was at a loss for words. There was no way they would be able to tell Sam the news, but there was no way they were going to lie either. After what felt like eons of turmoil and gut-wrenching guilt, Alex told Sam what was going on. “Look, Sam, I was fired and I spent my life’s savings on our dinner last night. There is no way we can survive together we have to-” but Alex was interrupted by a knock at the door. “It’s the landlord!” yelled a voice from the hallway. Alex hesitated, but went to open the door. “Hi,” said the landlord, ”you haven't paid your bills for two months now. We’re going to have to kick you out, and because pawning all of the stuff you own won’t even begin to cover to damages that you have caused to this apartment, we’re taking everything that you own except the clothes that you’re currently wearing.” Alex was shocked, and so was Sam. So shocked that they didn’t even notice when the two of them were literally thrown out of Alex’s former apartment. “Well,” began Alex, “I guess you want to leave. This isn’t good for y-” “No, Alex.” Said Sam. “I’m staying with you.” What little amount of life was left for Sam and Alex was hard. With no money, no shelter, and no food, they were sure to starve in the streets. And although they showed their affection for each other in every way they could, they did end up starving to death, but not before they wrote down their most beautiful expression of affection to each other on a piece of cardboard using rat dung as ink. The sign read thus: "This is the one.” Thought Alex. “This is the one.” Thought Sam. “I’ll have a regular coffee please. Two cream no sugar.”

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