I write because I enjoy writing. It helps me write about things that is not always possible to carry on in a conversation.
I am not sure my friends or relatives would like me to talk in length what my thoughts are, some may show interest only half-heartedly ;others may tune me out; thinking what I’m saying is not interesting enough for them.
When I write I please myself, I do not have to think about anyone; it’s just my world and I get the luxury of putting my thoughts in print. Some may read it , others may not. I write because it helps me to express myself.
I like to write about myself, who I am, why I’m writing, why do I have a blog. I have made friends through my writing.
Blogging has helped me write about things I would not otherwise write.
I’m glad I decided to translate some of Tagore’s poems and his songs. I feel it is interesting for people who’ve heard about him, but are unable to know about his writings because of the language barrier. In a very small way I’ve tried to post some of his writing by translating them.
What song is stuck in your head(or on permanent rotation in your CD or MP3) Why does it speak to you?
The following song by Celine Dion is stuck in my head.
The song reminds me of the sinking of the ,”Titanic’. I can visualize how traumatic it was for all those people who thought they were safe and suddenly the claim it was unsinkable was only a claim.
They were caught by surprise and were I think desperately looking for something to hold onto to live. This type of catastrophe makes us realize how fragile life is and we should enjoy life every moment we’re alive the best way we can because tomorrow we may not see the light of day.
I’d enjoy if somehow I magically land in Rawalpindi. My parents and all my siblings will be there. My wish is to go back to one of those days. It will truly make me happy. I’d feel God has decided I deserve to be happy. He has brought me back to a day,when things were very different from what it is now.
One day is all I want to enjoy, to be happy, to be thankful, to have freedom to play after I was finished my school work. Breathe in the aroma of my mother’s delicious food. My parents,siblings and I would sit around the dinner table, eat and talk about the fabulous day.
It would be winter. We wouldn’t have snow to shovel. The color of the sky would be blue like the ocean and the seas. Birds would be flying above us. The trees, plants and flowers would be gorgeous green and a mixture of the colors of the rainbow.
It would make me feel as if I’m given an opportunity to be in heaven for one whole day. “Wouldn’t it be lovely!”
View of St. John’s, Newfoundland, from Signal Hill (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
After all those months of blizzard,freezing rain and lots of it. We in St.John’s look forward to sunny warm days. Visiting different parks,going for walks to signal hill,cooking outside,barbecuing,these are all the fun things,we can enjoy in Summer.We no longer have to turn up the heat, deal with short days,and freezing cold.We can wear clothes without the big Parka which makes us look like a bear.
Flag of St. John’s (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Summer is the most wonderful season here.It doesn’t get hot like Chicago. We can see our neighbours and watch the little kids on their way to the playgrounds.Suddenly it seems the city is awake!
I also like it because there’s no fear of flights getting cancelled, for inclement weather.It gives us a lot of freedom to enjoy without fear,that it’s too cold,too stormy or something else.