Tomaar Kautha keho toh bolena: Lyrics by Tagore, Translation by Ranu
No one talks about you here
They only make useless noise
They are busy drinking deadly poison
In the sea of nectar
They have lost their self worth
They cannot swim
They have lost their sense of direction
They drift away with the waves unsteadily
And eventually drown in the sea
Where will I go,who will I ask
They have taken me by force
I knew they will leave me by myself
On the shoreless ocean
I look around me with tearful eyes
I am unable to carry my weight
My weak heart is trembling!!
Tell us about a time when you managed to extract yourself from a sticky situation .
This happened to me when I was in third standard,one of my friends didn’t do her homework I just went into the classroom to unload my books, she got hold of me and asked me if I would lend her my book so she could copy my work.
I didn’t really want to do that, I couldn’t think of an excuse, I was hoping the bell would ring and I’d be able to make that as an excuse not to share my work with her, to my delight the bell did ring, I told her I couldn’t give her my book because we were required to go out and join the rest of the school for prayer. I thought I dodged the bullet but no, when I left she tore the pages off my book. The story didn’t end the way I wanted.
How do you communicate differently online than in person,if at all? How do you communicate emotion and intent in a purely written medium?
I do communicate differently online than in person. I have the freedom to write whatever I want without interruption,in person it is different with every phrase, sentence I speak the listener will obviously ask questions, this will interrupt my train of thought.
Writing online this seldom happens, unless the phone rings, in that case I am bound to forget what I was writing .
In a purely written form it is easier to communicate emotion, because no one is watching what I am writing, I have the freedom to write whatever I want to.
Once I received a very nasty letter from my mother, she had received letters from one of my sisters who complained I treated her badly. My mother was furious without thinking through she wrote very hurtful things to me,would she have said those things to me in person,I do not think so. I went home and asked her about the letter, she had nothing to say,she felt embarrassed for being so cruel.