Blogging 101, Day Eleven: Make a prompt personal

Today’s assignment: Publish a post based on your own, personalized take on a blogging prompt.

Daring greatly : It takes courage and vulnerability, to, “dare greatly.” For this week’s inspiration, explore the significance of sincerity,vulnerability, and courage in your writing.

My quest for recognition came in the latter part of 2011. At this time I dared to register in an online course, which seemed to cater to the needs of Pakistanis. It was all about the great Poet and Philosopher, Allama Iqbal. I read two verses of one of his poems and went looking for more. The saying I believe is true,”Seek and ye shall find.”

I read this on the cover of a book belonging to my eldest brother.My brother pointed out the lines to me and said,Ranu read the lines and tell me what it means, I was about nine years old then I told him from my nine year old mind, “look for it and you shall find it.”

At that time my brother smiled and said,”I can see there is hope for you.”

That was then but this is now. I registered for the course. I could sense I wasn’t received well by the participants because I was a Bengali , in their mind I am a traitor, the reason I was an East Pakistani and we are noted for separating from West Pakistan, and have conveniently carved out a country named Bangladesh for ourselves,. I knew they hated me, why was I blamed I had no part in it, the politicians in their own interest did the damage. Let’s come to what’s happening now at this moment i.e same situation with different players.

This year a new group of Pakistanis have joined the course, I quickly told on the blog I was from Bengal. Well the attitude towards me did not change.

In our course we get a lesson every week, we are required to read and answer one question from the four given. The participants are encouraged to write their comment on the reply by each participant. This is where it got interesting, the Pakistanis left their comment on everyone’s reply, except mine. Can this be some kind of oversight or was it done deliberately. Well I think the latter makes more sense than the former.

In this connection I’d admit two Pakistanis wrote their comment, One is an O level student who seems to have some humanity in him , the other one has studied in the US  I assume this may be the reason.

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DP Daily Prompt: Personal Space Post By Ranu

I started blogging,after I read a  post of my course participant.It was his first post. I wondered about blogging myself. I asked the course facilitator,he encouraged me. I prepared to write a post. In the beginning I wrote about anything that came to mind. Then I wrote a story,another course participant advised  me to expand the story. I did that,I soon felt I had extended it long enough,I should give it an ending. The same person once again encouraged me to write about some cities in my homeland.

Next came the suggestion to translate Tagore’s poems. I thought it was a great idea,when I started I realized I liked Tagore’s poems and his songs,the idea of translating them into English,was in my mind  not a piece of cake. I had some rocky roads to climb at first,I thought how dare did I even attempt to do such an arduous  task. I continued to translate and felt at some point I must quit. I didn’t do it yet. The comments from the same person keeps me going.Every now and then I write something different. But I go back to Tagore’s work.

To some extent my blog is a place where I try to express myself and see how creative I can be. I don’t think I’ve been able to attract many readers to read my blogs.I only have a few loyal course participants,who regularly read my blog. I’ve tried visiting other blogs and also left my comments,but I don’t find them showing any interest to read mine.If they read it,I don’t have any evidence,because there are no comments left by them.

I still am on the look out to know what topics would encourage  other bloggers to read my post. At this moment I have my very faithful friends who make an effort to visit my blog and leave a comment. I couldn’t have asked for more.