There are few things that give you immense satisfaction. I recently had a wonderful experience with little kids from a government school in Hyderabad running around with a Google cardboard stuck to their eyes, reveling in the joy of virtual reality for the first time in their lives.
Some of us might never understand what they felt when they were transported to a different world. For a privileged few among us, virtual reality is a means of entertainment in our free time. But for those kids, it was an experience they’ll remember all their life. They learnt about the human body by travelling through it, as a cell. And it was a sight to see them zooming around the classroom, driving their rover on the moon. And the fact that I was instrumental in providing this memorable experience to them fills my heart with unbound joy.
Children do find everything in nothing, and make you wonder why you haven’t been paying enough attention to marvel at that nothingness. As adults, what we learnt in that classroom was very different. It was everything that we knew as kids, but had pushed it somewhere in the dark corners of our mind as we grew up.
The experience had as much impact on me as it did on the kids. And I hope I carry the learning with me throughout my life, just like I hope they will.
I haven’t been blogging for a while now, all credits to the fact that I’m now a working individual (read corporate slave). A corporate slave, who spends a lot of time playing Foosball and Pool. If I’ve spoken to you since I started working, you would know how much I love my office. I agree I don’t have a basis for comparison, but I love it. I don’t hate my job either (*gasps*). Sure, sometimes I get a little tired, and I still look forward to the weekends so I can watch movies, relax, play games and go out. But I also look forward (most of the time) to the weekdays so I get to learn new things, talk to people and code! I might not be an outstanding coder, or the best at grasping new concepts, but I enjoy doing it.
There’s not a lot more to life right now. A little work, a little fun. My new blogging aim is to try and start the monthly movie wrap-ups again. Or make it bi-monthly. But I will write! This post was just to tell you all that I haven’t disappeared from the face of the earth.
Prompt: Because we’ve spent our month looking at poets in English translation, today I’d like you to try your hand at a translation of your own. If you know a foreign language, you could take a crack at translating a poem by a poet writing in that language.
For today’s prompt, I will be translating a very well known poem by a famous Hindi poet, Harivansh Rai Bachchan. Instead of a word-for-word translation, I’ve made a few changes. I hope you all like the poem 🙂
Even if trees surround you,
Gigantic and plentiful,
For the shade of even a single leaf,
Don’t hope, don’t beg, don’t ask.
Walk on the path of fire!
You will never tire,
You will never stop,
You will never turn back,
Take this oath, make this vow.
Walk on the path of fire!
It is indeed a spectacle,
To see the man who walks,
In tears, sweat and blood,
Covered, soaked and drenched.
And still treads the path of fire!
Prompt: Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that begins with a line from a another poem (not necessarily the first one), but then goes elsewhere with it. This will work best if you just start with a line of poetry you remember, but without looking up the whole original poem. (Or, find a poem that you haven’t read before and then use a line that interests you).
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze,
Enticingly, glittering in the sun,
Flapping their vivid, beautiful wings,
Creating a world, colorful and bright.
All my sorrow fades away,
As I run around, chasing butterflies.
Strange, how my joy comes,
From what I inadvertently destroy.
Maybe, just maybe,
It’s not a bad world, after all.
I took the first line of my poem from ‘Daffodils‘ by William Wordsworth.
Sorry for this seemingly useless post in the middle of NaPoWriMo, but I really need some advice from you all. If you have been following me for some time, you might have noticed I use this blog for everything I write – poems, daily ramblings and about the books I’m reading.
Although I don’t have a lot of book posts, do you think I need a new blog dedicated to books and limit this one to poems, ramblings and maybe short stories, or should I continue with everything on this blog?
I thought asking fellow bloggers and readers would give me a better idea of what I should do. So please help me out here.
The finest stories are seldom told first hand, and the best storytellers do not always speak through words. All it takes is a gentle tap into that sweet smile, that silent tear, that thoughtful glance...
I want to run. I want adventure and laughter, I want to learn joy in solitude. I'm going to live in castles and cottages, and I'll fight dragons and heal the sick. I will not wait for this all to come to me, I will find my own future by exploring and getting lost, by loving and breaking, by floating and sinking. I will make a connection with a single blade of grass, and I will find myself in it. So smell the flowers as you pass, feel the sun on your face, and don't just stand there.. just go.