DP Daily Prompts: Finite Creatures

At what age did you realize you were not immortal? How did you react to that discovery?

Very early in life I knew I wasn’t immortal, I read all kinds of poems where man is called a mortal being. That was then and this is now.

Now with all the inventions, technology, writings of various people the thought is ingrained in my  mind, I cannot do any of these things so I fall in the category of mortal humans.

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365 Writing prompts: Release me

Tell us about the blog post you were most nervous to publish– and what it was like to to set it free.

It was the first time I had attempted to translate a poem of Tagore. I was advised by one of my classmates in the online course to translate Tagore’s poetry.

He said it because I am a Bengali and that it should be easy for me to do the work.

Over the years I have read Tagore’s poetry and picked one’s I loved because of their rhythm and the beautiful words the poet used to describe nature. I memorized them and frequently repeated them, it gave me a kind of delight I could never explain.

When I was confronted with the task of translating Tagore’s poetry into English it gave me  the jitters, I never thought in my wildest dream I was adept to try it. Rather than tell my friend I was incapable, because the hidden pride in me wouldn’t let me admit the fact.

I took out Tagore’s collection of poems, I picked one that I had recited as a child, I started translating it, it took me a long time to complete it, then the editing, reading and rereading began. I came to a point where I was tired of it.

When I was convinced I have done my best, I nervously clicked the publish button.

Then I waited to see the comment from my friend. He was very generous in his comment and I was ecstatic, I had crossed the first hurdle!

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