Writing Prompt: It’s a text,text,text world 365 days

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.

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“Nirjharer Shopno Bhango” Poem by Tagore translation and posted by Ranu

The Heart (Photo credit: petalouda62)

“The broken dream of a stream” By Tagore

How did the sun’s rays

penetrate my heart this morning,

how did the song of the bird

penetrate the dark cave!

I don’t know how

my heart awakened after

such a long time!

heart is awake,

the water is swelling up,

I cannot stop my heart’s

wish and emotion.

The mountains are trembling,

hailstones are sliding down,

the water is beating up

into froth

it is thundering in anger.

Here and there almost mad

it is turning and turning

and roaming around__

it wants to come out,

cannot find the prison door.

Why is the creator so cruel,

why is there trap all around,

break the heart,break the tie,

have the desire today,

lift the layers of waves

continue striking it.

When the heart is excited

what is dark,what is cruel!

When the yearning is increasing

why fear the world!

I will pour compassion,

I will break the cruel prison,

I will sing all around the world

anxious crazy water.

I will untie my hair, pick up flowers,

fly my rain-bow painted fan,

I will spread laughter

on the rays of the sun.

I will run from peak to peak,

I will conquer hill after hill,

I will giggle and sing rhythmically.

I have so much to say,

so much to sing,

so much vitality,

so much happiness,so much desire.

I know not what happened ,

my heart is awake__

from the distance I can hear

the song of the ocean.

All around me

what is this frightful prison__

break break break  the prison,

strike strike it.

O what a song the bird sang,

here comes the rays of the sun.

DP Daily Prompt:Too Soon? Post by Ranu

It has been said quite often,”A fool laughs three times,first he/she laughs without understanding the joke, secondly after understanding it and thirdly at himself for his stupidity.

What is funny? It can be everything or nothing. I have witnessed people laughing at others just to be mean.To them the way one dresses,speaks or even their physical looks. Should all this be off limits,a big “YES”.

If we look at ourselves and put some thought into our actions,we will never take this path. What is worse we do not care. I remember a while back,a beggar came to our door.At fourteen I was insensitive,I asked the man,how old are you? He said,’Oh I am really old,I am twelve years old’. I burst out laughing, I replied,’You really are very old’,even at that age I was sarcastic. If anyone was listening,especially my mother she would say,’Ranu do not be cruel to the man,to him age does not make sense,he only knows he is old’!