#65 Writing Prompts: Key takeaway

Give your new sisters and brothers-in-WordPress one piece of advice based on your experiences blogging. If you’re a new blogger, what’s one question you’d like to ask other bloggers?

My advice to the new sisters and brothers-in-WordPress is : “visit as many blogs as you can, read and find out how their writing or poetry or photographs helped them develop their blog and what special skills they learned that helped  them get better.”

I’ll also advise them to take part in the WordPress prompts which gives ideas about what to write. sometimes our mind is blank we are unable to think what to write, the prompts are very helpful when this happens.

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Daily Prompt: Beyond the Pale

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When was the last time you did something completely new and out of your element? Will you do it again?

Believe it or not I took part in Writing 101 for twenty days. Will I do it again, I most certainly will. We were required to try different kinds of writing.

Each day was a surprise, one day it was be brief, then we were expected to write thousands of words. It was a challenge, I enjoyed it.I’m looking forward to the next one.

I wouldn’t say it was out of my element, it was new there were twists and turns along the way, it was imaginative but  wasn’t too bad. I think we all had a good time.

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Tagore song Posted and translated by Ranu

নূতন প্রাণ দাও, প্রাণসখা, আজি সুপ্রভাতে ।।
বিষাদ সব করো দূর নবীন আনন্দে,
প্রাচীন রজনী নাশো নূতন উষালোকে

Give new life on this auspicious morning.

Remove all the depression with delight,

Eliminate old nights with new at day-break.

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365 Writing Prompts: Teachable moment

You have to learn a new skill.Do you prefer to read about it,watch someone else do it, hear someone describe it, or try it yourself?

To learn a new skill, it is important to know what the skill is about. Reading  will help me how easy or difficult it is, after reading it I’d like to watch someone do it, if I feel confident I will try to do it myself.

A new skill requires a lot of concentration, by reading it I hope to figure out if the said skill is easy or complicated. If reading alone doesn’t help, I’d watch someone do it. Then I might be brave enough to try it.

This learning of a skill brings back memories of my first day at the skating rink. It was a completely new experience.I didn’t read, watch or heard anyone describe it.

I saw the skating rink full of people young and old skating especially little kids were having a grand time. I told myself how hard can it be if these little ones can go round and round gliding ,laughing racing each other on the ice, I only want to learn to skate how hard can it be? Well my problem was I was scared I’d fall down. This fear in me was the reason I could not learn to skate.

nk: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/02/10/365-writing-pr…achable-moment/

 

Writing Prompt: No, thanks

I wouldn’t like to visit Timbukto, it is supposed to be any remote outlandish place in a faraway country.

I don’t want to end up in a place which no one knows about. There may not be places to see or if there is any ,transportation may not be adequate.

The language might be difficult to understand. Perhaps people are unfriendly they may not want me there.

I am selfish I want to go somewhere I can stay in a comfortable place,eat food that I recognize, talk to people who understand me. Timbukto will be completely different and I am afraid to try new things.

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/03/03/365-days-march3rd-No,thanks/

DP Daily Prompt: Beyond the Pale

One of the things I did completely new and out of my elements  was shoveling snow. I came from Bangladesh,we never have snow there. I also didn’t see real snow until I came to Canada. It’s a very strenuous activity,I did it because I was curious and also wanted to help my husband. I was happy I could do it. It’s an experience I never thought I’d be able to do.

DP Daily Prompt: Earworm Post by Ranu

English: Lady with Musical Instrument in Bengal

English: Lady with Musical Instrument in Bengal (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I probably wrote more about Tagore’s work than anything else. The task is,how can I weave all this in a book quote, film quote, or song lyric that’s hovering all around me,is something I never gave any thought. I know I’d have to pick one from the aforementioned topics.I wonder which one will be smooth sailing.

There is a song of Tagore,I heard it when I was in my teens.This song and its lyrics reverberates in my mind.It seems to be stuck.It wants to make a permanent house in my ears. The lyrics are very meaningful.

In the song Tagore talks about his death.He views everything to remain normal,except he will not be part of it. He knows his fans will miss him. He tells them not to remember him or try to call him.

I will embed the video of the song and translate it.

Forever Me by Tagore      Translation by Ranu

When my footprints,

are no longer visible on this path,

I will not row my boat here.

I’d be finished buying and selling

and I’d have paid my dues.

I will no longer visit this market.

You need not remember me or call me.

When my musical instrument is

covered with dust

the prickly thorns are surrounding

the doors of my house,

the flower garden  is taken

over by tall grass,

giving the look of a

place deserted,

the moss crowding the lake.

At that time you need not think of me or call me.

The flute will sound the same as now.

The days will pass as it does now.

The river banks will be full of boats,

the shepherds will tend their cattle as usual,

the cattle will graze in the field

and the shepherds will play.

When that day comes,

you need not remember me or call me.

When my footprints are no longer,

visible on this path,

who can be sure,

I’m not there.

I will participate in all games,

I will have new friends,

I will have a new name,

I will come and go forever!

When my footprints are no longer

visible on this path.

Do not call me or think of me!

DP Daily Prompt: Green- Eyed Monster post by Ranu

English: Muslims looking for the new moon to m...

English: Muslims looking for the new moon to mark the Eid al fitr, the end of the month of Ramadhan (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I cannot recall any kind of jealousy I had with anyone outside my family. Inside my family there has been instances,when I rebelled.I thought it was unfair. I cannot be sure if it is jealousy or partiality.Maybe an outsider will view it as border-line jealousy.

One year my father told my mother to buy new clothes only for my big sister for the second eid.All the others will have to wear clothes that we got for our first eid. I told my mother it is not fair. Why will she be treated differently,she should also wear the same clothes. Otherwise she has to buy new clothes for me too. My Mom knew she has to give in to my demand,or the situation might go out of hand.

I felt terrible for my other siblings,but the rule was made by my parents and I have to fight against it. I got my new clothes,the rest of my siblings didn’t dare fuss. At the time I didn’t know the phrase:”Squeaky wheel Gets The Grease”.

What do you think,will you call this act of mine ,”JEALOUSY”?  It is your call.

Please Note: Eid is a celebration we have,twice a year. One is after the month of Ramadan,we call it Eid-al -Fitr, the second one comes after two months and ten days after the first one,it is Eid-uz- Zuha. In the second one an animal is slaughtered  e.g cow,camel,goat,these are the common ones.

DP Daily Prompt: Key Takeaway

I think I am a new blogger. My question to all the experienced bloggers is: How do you get other bloggers to read your blog and write their comment? This one is my primary question. I have joined in late October 2012. I have written a variety of things,I find the response not that encouraging. I took the advice of wordpress ,I visited many sites,I left my comment. There is hardly any substantial response.I would like to know what the other bloggers do to increase traffic. One thing I did not do is I did not invite my friends,neighbours or acquaintances to read my blog. Can this be my problem?

Ancient by R.Tagore Translated by Ranu

The sunlight shining through these clouds in E...

The sunlight shining through these clouds in England is an example of sunbreak. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Human nature always strives for something new. Ancient or Old carries no value.Let us see what Tagore thinks of Old or Ancient . Old or Ancient is the title of his poem.

You have to leave this place,O Old ,

here a new game has begun.

The flute is playing again,  the laughter has begun.

the spring air is blowing.

In the bright blue sky            the layers of white clouds are shivering

they are exhausted  by the strong sun-light,

the birds are flapping their wings,     the branches of the trees are  trembling,

making the boys and girls play.

Right in the front              the lights are flashing,

the shadow is quivering___

a girl  sitting on a wharf       is watching the water,

and listening to the sound of leaves.

Who knows what kind of expectation is going on all around

so many people each with their happiness and sadness,

all of them have forgotten,  some are laughing some are dancing___

why do you stand in the front.

The wind is blowing away,  why are you from moment to moment

letting out a sigh in the middle of it!

far away someone is playing a flute,       why do you come here

and show your emotional outburst!

The sun is rising in the morning             it is drawing a golden picture,

why are you throwing your shadow on it!

when someone leaves             no one wants him,

still why is there so much affection for him!

Why in the evening then     behind the walls you quickly

hide and look at the surface of the earth,

in the darkness of the night            by the side of the old house

why do they come again and leave.

what did you come to see__       whatever you left behind

who will look after them!

All the souvenirs           were left for a few days

like the fallen leaves from the tree___

today  the spring air  has       sadly one at a time

blown them away every day,

they are in the dust                  their smiling lustre

is fading every minute!

Ancient

Ancient (Photo credit: kakeyzz—-)