365 Writing Prompts: Blogger with a cause

If your day to day responsibilities were taken care of and you could throw yourself completely behind a cause , what would it be?

If I had a lot of time and did not have any responsibilities, I’d like to devote my time teaching the kids who are generally overlooked in school.

The number of children in a class is getting larger, the kids who are helped at home do better than the ones whose parents work long hours outside home, hence they do not have much time to help their kids with homework.

Then there are kids with single parents, they are sometimes neglected not because the parent looking after does not care, but the said parent is busy working long shifts to provide for their family.

For those kids I’d volunteer my time to help them get ahead in their school work, kids are essentially very smart a little bit of guidance can help them a lot, they won’t think of doing things that are inappropriate.

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ogo maa,’Dear Mother’ Lyrics by Tagore,A chorus posted and translated by Ranu

English: Commemoration of 150th birth annivers...

English: Commemoration of 150th birth anniversary of Rabindranath Tagore, organized by the Ministry of Culture, Government of India. It was an Indo-Bangladesh joint celebration, held at the Science City, Kolkata on 9 may, 2011. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Today from the heart of Bangladesh,

when did you appear in such an exceptional way,

O Mother!

O mother I stare at you,

I cannot turn my eyes off of you.

O mother your doors  are unlocked today,

in the gold temple!

Your right hand carries

the blazing sword,

the left removes fear and apprehension.

Your eyes reveal affection,

while your forehead conveys ,

fierce resolve.

O mother what an image,

I behold today!

Today the doors of your

gold temple are unlocked.

O mother,O dear mother.

Your untied hair conceals thunder,

the edge of your garment glitters

in the sun.

O, mother I cannot turn ,

my eyes away from you!

Your doors are opened ,

in the gold temple.

When I neglected to look at you,

I thought my sad mother ,

is alone in the desolate house,

there is no end to her misfortune.

Where is your wretched attire,

Where is that sad smile?

Today the sky is adorned with

the lustre of your feet.

On this night of misery,

flood the world with the flow  of happiness,

your courage resonates the heart!

O mother my heart cannot have enough of you,

the doors of gold temple are unlocked.

O Mother!