Daily Post: Sing

In response to today’s prompt: SING

Sing is my most favorite word, I don’t think any other word can compete, except God. I can sing my worries away, it makes me feel relieved that there is something that can use as a therapy for my mind.

Sometimes this lyric can make you forget yourself like : Sing a song of six pence,a pocket full of rye

Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie

when the pie was opened, the birds began to sing

Oh, wasn’t that a dainty dish you set before the King?

Or Julie Andrews singing the hills are alive with the sound of Music:

Or this Bengali song where it’s asking the man of song to sing some more:

I hope you will realize how valuable songs and their singers are.

Daily Prompts: Express Yourself !

Do you love to dance,sing, write,sculpt,paint, or debate? What’s your favorite way to express yourself, creatively?

There are so many choices, yet I cannot find one that is my favorite. It’s not anyone’s fault I didn’t do so well in any of the above.

I did not get a chance to learn dancing. I did like singing, but was told no, ‘you are not allowed to learn to sing, you will neglect your studies.’

Sculpt, paint or debate were never my favorite.

The only thing left is,’Write.’ I’m trying my best to use this skill creatively.

I’ve tried my hand in poetry, it didn’t go so well.

I have to be contented writing longer  fiction and five sentence fiction.

Creative writing is not as easy as one would think. I do try to express myself as best as I can, success however is not showing up in my writing.

Someday in the near future there might be people who would say, “You know Ranu you are doing okay.”

I’m waiting for that day to come sooner rather than later!

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Daily Prompt: The Full Moon

When the full moon happens, you turn into  a person who’s the opposite of who you normally are. Describe the new you.

I’m always a happy person by nature. A full moon to me means a joyous occasion, everything is bright, the dark night changes into a very bright sky, the earth, the people are all happy.

To be opposite of me would be to be an unhappy me  instead of enjoying the bright moon I’m sad, I’m cranky,I dislike everything around me . I sit and sulk, I stop smiling, I want everyone to leave me alone and I write poems that makes humanity cringe.

I’d rather write a poem that makes all of nature happy, like:

Come one come all the full moon is here

Let us celebrate with fiddles and drums

Wake up all of you let’s look and sing

For this is a time to be jolly and giving

Do not stop smiling, do not start sulking

For nature will invite the clouds

To cover the full moon and darken the sky

We’d be looking up and saying

Please clouds let the moon be free

So we can sing about the full moon with glee!

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Bengali Song, singer Srikanto: Posted and translated by ranu

Do not turn on the lights oh sky

Do not open your eyes oh wind

My beloved might be shy

She may  come close and leave

It’s time for her

To give me the garland.

This time she will

Try her best to sing to me.

Waterfall, do not imitate the

same tune when you trickle down!

Do not turn on the lights oh sky,

Oh tree of red flowers,

Do not look back.

Oh Cuckoo do not sing,

My sensitive beloved,

Might be bashful.

Her words may freeze,

In her mouth.

She has a lot of timid,

Hopes in her heart.

For heaven’s sake,

oh dear scented flower

Do not disturb the rhythm

Of her song by releasing your scent!

: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/01/16/bengali-song-s…slated-by-ranu/

DP Daily Prompt: Oasis

A sanctuary is a place you can escape to, catch your breath and remember who you are . Write about the place you go to when everything is a bit too much.

My sanctuary in right in my home, I do not have to go too far.  There are times I do feel I must forget about everyone and think about myself only, the best place for me is my bedroom, there is no one else there but me, I sit or lie on my bed and think about how I have fared in my life.

I was never interested in having too many material things, I enjoy looking at my album think about the times my friends and I spent time talking and discussing what we have enjoyed the most in our lives.

For me the best part was when I was a student at,Holy Cross College, there were thirty three of us in dormitories, I was with my classmates, there were five of us. I remember we were not allowed to sit on our beds, we were provided with small stools made of cane, it was not the most comfortable one to sit on, but we did fine.

Every morning the bell rang for us to go for breakfast, as soon as we came down the stairs, Sister Joseph Mary would go upstairs to make sure we made our beds, of course we did not disappoint her.

Then there was Sister Augustine Marie the Principal, she’d watch us as she went along the path to her office, one thing that bothered her was if she found us chatting, not studying, she’d call us to her office and reminded us why we were there.

Despite all that, we managed to sing, and voted who was the best. Salma was the best, she had a tutor who came once or twice a week to teach her some popular songs.

The atmosphere in the hostel made us feel we were one big family, every now and then we had a few  who loved to talk behind our back, they were few and we ignored them.

Now when I think of those times I wonder about my classmates and others, how they are and what keeps them busy.

I was always quiet and lived in my own little world, I enjoyed singing songs I learned in school. Occasionally I’d hear my mother calling me to help her thread the needle, or look after my youngest brother.

Now they are memories which makes me sad that I’m no longer with them. I do thank God that I had an enjoyable life growing up, sure we had fights with each other, but at the end of the day we loved each other!

link: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/01/07/dp-daily-prompt-oasis

365 Writing Prompts: Regrets I’ve had a few

What’s your biggest regret?How would your life have been different if you’d made another decision?

We are human beings after all, we are never satisfied with what we have we feel life would be different if we made a different choice.

As a child growing up I loved to learn to sing, because music was my favorite, I loved to listen,sing, I enjoyed it immensely. My mother thought it should only be heard and enjoyed, it wasn’t something you spend your days learning, in other words it was not a career her child should choose.

She wanted her children to have the right education, music wasn’t one of them. So I studied, art,history,geography and all the other subjects which counts to have good education.

Regrets,sure mine was I could have studied and learned to sing as well,but that was not an option, I was only twelve or perhaps thirteen,what did I know, at that age I needed guidance and my mom helped me with it.

Time they say heals all wounds, I suppose mine is  healed too.

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DP Daily Prompt: Express Yourself!

Do you love to dance,sing,write,sculpt,paint or debate? What’s your favorite way to express yourself, creatively?

When I read this prompt and all the things listed, my favorite way of expressing myself. I’m afraid dance,sculpt, paint or debate,I’d have to take them off the list. They are all great things,but I haven’t learned to dance, sculpt or paint.

Debate was something I was exposed to but my shyness got in my way.

What remains in the list are sing and write. I loved to learn to sing, my mom thought I’d neglect my studies if she let me learn ,so I only sing by myself all those songs I memorized when I was in school. Right now I listen to Tagore songs and sing them not for anyone but to please myself.

I started writing a couple of years ago. It was purely accidental, I saw one of my course participant’s blog, I was excited to start my own. So here I am writing every day and enjoying it immensely.

So writing is the best medium for me to express myself. Lately I’ve met a nice bunch of people through ping back and I am having a lot of fun, some of them are so gifted, I wish I could write like Ali, her writing will wow you.  Her extensive vocabulary truly amazes me. Then there is Samir he writes about how he feels, it is funny and interesting, Sonya wows me with her poetry, Shaidi’s writing is spiritual and it helps to look at myself and think maybe I should follow her path which will at least keep me happy, Robert loves life and is always contented, Noah seems calm and expresses himself well,the Bohemian Rocker is multi talented which is awesome.

Having all these people around me is a blessing, I borrow their gift, their innocence,their mirth,spirituality,love and I am trying to build my blog to represent all these things.

Writing has helped me to express myself, I thank me for meeting all these extraordinary people who are from a variety of background but have joined together as one great happy family!

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/04/05/daily-prompt-express-yourself/

Online Exhibition Painting with Music by Bangladesh Artists posted by ranu

Tagore Song    Translation by Ranu

I will sing for you.

This is why you keep me awake.

O spoiler of sleep,

I will sing for you.

This is why you startle me by your call.

O distressed one,I will sing for you.

Darkness is enclosing,

the bird is back in its nest.

The boat is ashore,

only my heart cannot rest.

In the midst of my work,

you did not let my weeping stop.

After touching me and

filling my heart with sweetness,

you move away,

I know you watch my pain secretly.

O distressed one,

I will sing for you.

This post is specially for Akhtar Bhai, Khurram Bhai,Robert, Shaidi and all the others who continuously encourage me. Thank you.