A lot has changed since I wrote about Sabethville. I just started writing about something,anything to keep me going. There was no structure ,no theme ,no genre. I was busy filling out pages initially. Someone said, “you are a Bengali,translate Tagore’s poems.” The idea was awesome but inexperienced me translating poems and songs of the greatest Bengali poet that I know of,is not a piece of cake.
I grew up reciting his poems,singing his songs. I was contented to do just that. I never thought I’d ever be asked to translate his poems and songs that I loved.
I sat down one day and thought,”Bengali is my language Tagore’s songs and poems are written in the language I’ve spoken from my childhood,how hard can it be. I started translating, see I never think how much I’m capable of doing. If that thought had penetrated my brain,I probably wouldn’t have finished the first one. Luckily I did not let that thought spoil my writing ability.
I noticed there were only a few who stopped by. I wondered which path shall I take my writing to create interest. I haven’t discovered anything yet.I’d keep trying and see if anything changes.
I’ve joined some writing challenges. My purpose is the same, I want to see if it helps.
Yesterday I read an article where it said,”who are you writing for,yourself or others, you should write for yourself and one other person and be happy.”
This was something I didn’t think about, I was embarrassed at the thought I only have one or maybe two readers of my posts. So I have decided I’ll write for myself and my good buddies i.e., Robert and Shaidi.
If others want to stop by and read it,I’d be delighted. But I wouldn’t be discouraged, if only my two buddies remind me they are still there to encourage me!!
Sabethville 