A song by Tagore translation by Ranu

I came with a lot of hope.

Call me close to you,

do not send me away,

dear mother.

Call me close to you,

do not send me away,

dear mother.

I came with a lot of hope.

No one wants to be miserable,

I know you will call him.

I do not want anything else,

I just want to sit by you,

I do not want anything else,

I just want to call you mother.

If you don’t take me,

where will I find a home?

Where will I cry and wander about.

I see overcast clouds,yonder,

a dark night,

I came with a lot of hope.

Call me close to you,

do not send me away dear mother.

DP Daily Prompt: Do Not Disturb Post by Ranu

There are ways to manage ones privacy. I know those who are online,at least some will try to know certain things,if it is advantageous to them. This is an age of technology,one has to be cautious.You are never sure who is keeping track of you. So I try to keep some things about me private.

I  try to be careful  about blogging,I don’t know who is genuine,who is not. These things comes to mind. I do not have many followers,the ones I have,I know them.

Privacy (Photo credit: g4ll4is)ones I have, I know them through online courses I take. I feel all right. This is all I can  say.