I started blogging,after I read a post of my course participant.It was his first post. I wondered about blogging myself. I asked the course facilitator,he encouraged me. I prepared to write a post. In the beginning I wrote about anything that came to mind. Then I wrote a story,another course participant advised me to expand the story. I did that,I soon felt I had extended it long enough,I should give it an ending. The same person once again encouraged me to write about some cities in my homeland.
Next came the suggestion to translate Tagore’s poems. I thought it was a great idea,when I started I realized I liked Tagore’s poems and his songs,the idea of translating them into English,was in my mind not a piece of cake. I had some rocky roads to climb at first,I thought how dare did I even attempt to do such an arduous task. I continued to translate and felt at some point I must quit. I didn’t do it yet. The comments from the same person keeps me going.Every now and then I write something different. But I go back to Tagore’s work.
To some extent my blog is a place where I try to express myself and see how creative I can be. I don’t think I’ve been able to attract many readers to read my blogs.I only have a few loyal course participants,who regularly read my blog. I’ve tried visiting other blogs and also left my comments,but I don’t find them showing any interest to read mine.If they read it,I don’t have any evidence,because there are no comments left by them.
I still am on the look out to know what topics would encourage other bloggers to read my post. At this moment I have my very faithful friends who make an effort to visit my blog and leave a comment. I couldn’t have asked for more.
Sabethville 