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It’s not my fault, he shouted

16 July 2021 at 02:34

“I hate him. I hate him, Mumma,” Tara sobbed silently. She was sitting under her study table, her chin resting on her knees, as she stared into the darkness in her room.

She took a deep breath, trying hard to hold her tears but in vain. A salty pearl trickled down her cheek and landed on the photo frame in her hands. The moonlight peeping through the space between the two curtains on the window made it twinkle like a star.

“It’s not my fault, he shouted. You know na? He hates me,” she said through a stream of tears.

“I have… always.. tried to.. do things… that would.. make him happy… that would… make him love me… but… but he… has always.. hated me.”

Tara turned the photo frame and wiped her tears off it on her jeans.

“And today, I hate him too. I was playing with my friends. That bully Rajan came and teased me again because Mausi came for the PTA meeting yet again. He made fun that my parents don’t love me. His chamche Montu and Ronny joined him,” Tara started to shiver.

“Tara ka nahi koi pyara,
Mummy iski ban gayi sitara,
Papa isko samjhte khatara,
Gayab ho jaa band hoke in a pitara,
Tara ka koi nahi pyara,
Gayab ho jaa band hoke in a pitara.”

The song still ringing loudly in her ears made her red with anger.

“IS THAT HOW YOU TREAT YOUR FRIENDS, TARA? SAY SORRY TO HIM,” Tara red face turned pale. Her father’s furious voice made her shrink with fear.

It was the first time he spoke to her in 10 years. She had not imagined that he would do it like this.

She tried to explain why she had punched Rajan, but Suraj cut her in between, “I asked you to do something. Apologise to your friend,” as he moved forward with his back facing her bullies.

Rajan, Montu and Ronny grinned.

Tara stamped her foot on the ground. “They are not my friends,” she declared and ran down the street to enter the last house on the right.

“Forget love, he has never expressed care or concern for me. He loathes me. He hates my existence,” her voice was helpless. She didn’t realise when her cheeks dried.

“Why did you leave Mumma? Did you go because of me? Did I… like he says…did I… kill you?” she asked the lifeless photo as a void filled her heart.

A muscular shadow that was peeping quietly through the door of her room broke down and landed on the floor. Another thin shadow stopped it from hitting self.

“Jiju, it’s time you forgive yourself. It’s time for her to know the truth.”

The muscular shadow nodded.


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तुम नहीं समझोगे- You won’t understand

19 June 2018 at 08:00

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To “The Kid”

तुम नहीं समझोगे

क्या समझाऊं मैं तुम्हे

जब मुझे खुद ही समझ नहीं आ रहा

फिर भी एक बार कोशिश करती हूँ

तुम जैसे मुम्बई की बारिश

मैं थी कागज़ की कोई कश्ती

बस तैरना सिखाया तुमने

तुम जैसे सूरज की पहली किरण

मैं थी रात की कोई आंधी

बस थमना सिखाया तुमने

तुम जैसे सुबह का समाचार

मैं थी बेखबर कोई अंजान

बस ज़िन्दगी से रूबरू कराया तुमने

तुम जैसे लहराती हवा

मैं थी सहमी कोई पतंग

बस आसमां का रस्ता बताया तुमने

समझ गए?

पता था मुझे!

कैसे समझोगे?

तुम हक़ीक़त हो तो मैं एक ख्वाब

तुम सही पर मैं गलत नहीं

हम दो हैं वो पहलु

जो इक दूजे बिन अधूरे

कैसे समझाऊं मैं तुम्हे

चलो, एक बार और कोशिश करती हूँ


English Translation (And again, I couldn’t do justice to the Hindi words but still..)

To “The Kid”

You won’t understand

What do I explain to you

When I myself don’t know

Still, I’ll give it a try once

You were like the rains of Mumbai

I was some boat of paper

You only taught me how to swim

You were like the first ray of the Sun

I was some storm of the night

You only taught me to stay calm

You were like the morning newspaper

I was some unaware and unknown person

You only made me come face to face with life

You were like the blowing breeze

I was some scared kite

You only showed me the way to sky

Understood?

I knew!

How would you understand?

If you are reality then I am a dream

You are right but I am not wrong

We are the two sides of a coin

Who are incomplete without each other

How do I make you understand

Okay, let me try once again


#TheKidAndHisSorceress

Image from here.

City Life

29 February 2016 at 11:50

city life

The city lights
Which attracted once,
Now frustrate
As they never turn out.

There is no difference
Between day and night.
Night can become day
And day, night.

She put her hands
On her ears in a haste
To shush the ugly noises.

She wishes for someone
To listen to her thoughts
To know her soul
But everyone is busy
Working for the city life.

In the city noise,
She has lost her voice.


Photo from Google Images

Independence or curse?

21 December 2019 at 11:15

Goldie from Floating Gold recently attempted a writing prompt which I also found interesting.

Write a story about beans in 99 words, reduce it to 59 words, and reduce it to 9 words and rewrite the final story into 99 words, no more, no less.

I was curious to attempt it myself but had a different narrative in my mind. Instead of ‘beans’, I choose to write about ‘scooty’.

Photo by Hari Nandakumar on Unsplash

Here’s my take-

99 words

While riding my scooty in full traffic on a winter night, I recalled a conversation.

“We think you should start going to the office by car.”

It’s not that far away.

“You should understand, it’s not safe.”

There’s traffic on the roads all the time.

“But you are a…”

 No, I love my scooty. I have been riding it for 6 years now. It makes me feel free.

A small road patch with no traffic and dim street lights comes.

“They raped and murdered her after deflating her two-wheeler’s tyre,” the journalist’s voice I heard last week horrified me.


59 words

I was riding back home on my scooty last night. Over the years, the scooty has become a symbol of my independence.

Suddenly, a fear struck. “What if someone spreads nails on the road to puncture its tyres?”

They trapped her in a similar way.

It wasn’t the darkness of the winter night that sent shivers down my spine.


9 words

My scooty: Symbol of my independence or a curse?


99 words

She was enjoying the chilly winter winds as she rode her scooty back home. They were going to complete six years together soon- she and her scooty. She never realised when she became so much attached to it. It was not only a means of transport for her but the beginning of her adulthood.

Just as she took a left turn at the crossroads, the night became darker. A jerk from a pothole she couldn’t see scared her. For the first time, she felt unsafe on her scooty. The news of Disha rape-murder case made her question her freedom.


It did not seem like a stupid task to reduce the word count and then increase it. Instead, I found out how I could narrate one thought from different perspectives. Sticking to the word limits was definitely challenging. Rewriting the final part in full length took some thinking as I felt that I was out of new perspectives, but third-person narrative came to my rescue.

I am the soul

30 May 2020 at 10:00
Photo prompt by Shubhangi Sharma (@iamfireandice)

I’m the serenity of the moonlight
I’m the twinkle of the stars
I’m the rain in the cloud
I’m the smell of the sondhi mitti
I’m the colours of the rainbow
I’m the sunshine

I’m the smile of a newborn
I’m the laughter of a toddler
I’m the innocence of a child
I’m the dream of a youngster
I’m the love of a grandparent
I’m the soul

PS: Sondhi mitti is the wet mud after the rain.


The initial inspiration was the quote, “Be my moon, I’ll write poems about you”. I’m my moon, so I ended up writing a poem for myself 😉

I am a keen learner… A to Z 2020

13 April 2020 at 13:46
Photo prompt by Shubhangi Sharma (@iamfireandice)

K for keen

Last year, I talked about how keen I am to learn new things. Today, I want to talk about about what I’ve learnt in this one year and would like to learn in the future.

I learnt that I should grab opportunities.
I learnt that I can turn every opportunity into baby steps towards a bigger dream.
I learnt that I should take out time to do things that I love.
I learnt that making my voice heard is important.
I learnt that people observe and know things.
I learnt that my contribution is helping bring about a change.

I am keen to learn how to stay calm. I am already working on it.
I am keen to learn that I should trust my intuition.
I am keen to learn how I can manage my time better.
I am keen to learn to do more things out of my comfort zone.
I am keen to learn how I can use every opportunity that comes my way to take a step towards a bigger dream.


Read all parts of A to Z challenge 2020 here.

Life is my journey… A to Z 2020

13 April 2020 at 07:35
Photo prompt by Shubhangi Sharma (@iamfireandice)

J for Journey


Raahi hain hum

Kalam thaam
Suna rahe hum
Aaj fir ek kahani

Raahi hain hum
Nikle apni manzil kikhoj mein
Yeh Zindagi raah humari

Bahut padav dekhe
Kabhi jeete toh kabhi gire
Par fir bhi aage rahe badhte

Pata nahi chala
Kab beet gaye ye pal
Ye din ye mahine aur ye saal

Chalne se darte the
Jin anjane raaston par
Aaj unhi ko hain dhundhte

Jis sukoon ko dhundh rahe the hum
Vo mila in anjaani rahon me

Raahi hain hum
Yeh Zindagi raah humari

Translation in English
I am a traveller

Holding a pen
I am narrating
Today, a story again

I am a traveller
I travel in search of my destination
This Life is my journey

Saw many milestones
There was victory and there was failure
But still I moved forward

I didn’t realise
When these moments
These days, months and years flew away

I feared to walk
The unknown paths
Today I search for them only

The sense of peace that I was seeking
I found in these unknown routes
I am a traveller
This Life is my journey


Read all parts of A to Z challenge 2020 here.

It’s not my fault, he shouted

16 July 2021 at 02:34

“I hate him. I hate him, Mumma,” Tara sobbed silently. She was sitting under her study table, her chin resting on her knees, as she stared into the darkness in her room.

She took a deep breath, trying hard to hold her tears but in vain. A salty pearl trickled down her cheek and landed on the photo frame in her hands. The moonlight peeping through the space between the two curtains on the window made it twinkle like a star.

“It’s not my fault, he shouted. You know na? He hates me,” she said through a stream of tears.

“I have… always.. tried to.. do things… that would.. make him happy… that would… make him love me… but… but he… has always.. hated me.”

Tara turned the photo frame and wiped her tears off it on her jeans.

“And today, I hate him too. I was playing with my friends. That bully Rajan came and teased me again because Mausi came for the PTA meeting yet again. He made fun that my parents don’t love me. His chamche Montu and Ronny joined him,” Tara started to shiver.

“Tara ka nahi koi pyara,
Mummy iski ban gayi sitara,
Papa isko samjhte khatara,
Gayab ho jaa band hoke in a pitara,
Tara ka koi nahi pyara,
Gayab ho jaa band hoke in a pitara.”

The song still ringing loudly in her ears made her red with anger.

“IS THAT HOW YOU TREAT YOUR FRIENDS, TARA? SAY SORRY TO HIM,” Tara red face turned pale. Her father’s furious voice made her shrink with fear.

It was the first time he spoke to her in 10 years. She had not imagined that he would do it like this.

She tried to explain why she had punched Rajan, but Suraj cut her in between, “I asked you to do something. Apologise to your friend,” as he moved forward with his back facing her bullies.

Rajan, Montu and Ronny grinned.

Tara stamped her foot on the ground. “They are not my friends,” she declared and ran down the street to enter the last house on the right.

“Forget love, he has never expressed care or concern for me. He loathes me. He hates my existence,” her voice was helpless. She didn’t realise when her cheeks dried.

“Why did you leave Mumma? Did you go because of me? Did I… like he says…did I… kill you?” she asked the lifeless photo as a void filled her heart.

A muscular shadow that was peeping quietly through the door of her room broke down and landed on the floor. Another thin shadow stopped it from hitting self.

“Jiju, it’s time you forgive yourself. It’s time for her to know the truth.”

The muscular shadow nodded.


Souls that Listen podcast

19 April 2021 at 06:10

Presenting to you my first podcast 🙂

Tamasha… Meri Kahani Souls that Listen

Taking a cue from the Bollywood movie Tamasha, I share a part of my story – the part which I've wanted to erase from my life for almost a decade. But today, I embrace it with all my heart.

Souls that Listen

15 December 2020 at 13:24

Souls that Listen

Hi!

How are you guys doing? I am doing well. I have been away for about two months now.

Been recovering from COVID. Glad that we survived it with mild symptoms. The good part about it was that it gave me the mental health break that I desperately needed. I was tired of being at work. Been a week that I’m back to work. I’m still working from home.

In the last six months, my postgrad exams have been postponed thrice and now, we have been given the choice to opt out of exams and get promoted to the finally year just like that. I’m a lil lost about where this course is going for me.

I have been struggling to post here for quite some time. This post has been on my mind for at least two weeks now. I guess that’s enough to convey the struggle I’m having.

Randomness Inked has seen me grow from a college student to a working individual. I have found some really great friends here on WordPress. I don’t want to post here just for the sake of doing it. Randomness Inked holds a special place in my heart. And probably this is the reason why I have not showed up.

I had talked about starting a daily journal in one of my posts in September. I did it religiously till the day my COVID report came (ok, I missed quite a few days in between, but i made up for them by doing a lil bit of cheating :D). After that, I have not been able to back to it again. Been about three weeks.

I had started cycling in November, but COVID put a pause to it. I took the cycle out again last Wednesday but my body felt tired after I covered one-third of the distance I was doing. So I thought I should give my body a week’s time to recover properly. I think I can go now but it’s too cold outside and I feel lazy. I hoping start this Sunday, because that’s when my weekend starts. It would be to go easy next week as I’ll be working in the evening shift. Not thinking about the week after that right now.

I participated in a 20-day self love activity in October-November. And it was a beautiful experience. I was able to share my stories in a safe space. This time, I shared with a group which had strangers and some acquiantances too. So it was a little difficult because I feared judgement. Surprisingly, I was able to overcome that fear.

Ever since the pandemic has begun, I have struggled a lot with my mental health. But I have also tried to taken steps to take care of my mental health.

I have been talking about mental health more openly ever since Sushant’s death (he was a Bollywood actor).

Just like Randomness Inked is my safe place, I had had an urge to create a safe space for others. I tried to work in collab with a friend but we had just been delaying it. Then the 20-day activity happened. Then I had a conversation with a friend about my experience with the activity. A few days later, on November 19, something prompted me to go ahead and give it a start. I decided to start the initiave alone (and my friend with whom I wanted to collab is okay with that).

Souls that listen. A community on Instagram trying to create a safe space for all.

If you’re on Instagram, I would really love for you to join me on this journey. Check out @soulsthatlisten.

This Sunday, I started a newsletter named ‘Dear You’, as a part of Souls that Listen. You can check out the first edition here. It’s titled ‘How are you?’ If you like it, feel free to subscribe and share.

How have you guys been?

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Souls that Listen

15 December 2020 at 13:24

Souls that Listen

Hi!

How are you guys doing? I am doing well. I have been away for about two months now.

Been recovering from COVID. Glad that we survived it with mild symptoms. The good part about it was that it gave me the mental health break that I desperately needed. I was tired of being at work. Been a week that I’m back to work. I’m still working from home.

In the last six months, my postgrad exams have been postponed thrice and now, we have been given the choice to opt out of exams and get promoted to the finally year just like that. I’m a lil lost about where this course is going for me.

I have been struggling to post here for quite some time. This post has been on my mind for at least two weeks now. I guess that’s enough to convey the struggle I’m having.

Randomness Inked has seen me grow from a college student to a working individual. I have found some really great friends here on WordPress. I don’t want to post here just for the sake of doing it. Randomness Inked holds a special place in my heart. And probably this is the reason why I have not showed up.

I had talked about starting a daily journal in one of my posts in September. I did it religiously till the day my COVID report came (ok, I missed quite a few days in between, but i made up for them by doing a lil bit of cheating :D). After that, I have not been able to back to it again. Been about three weeks.

I had started cycling in November, but COVID put a pause to it. I took the cycle out again last Wednesday but my body felt tired after I covered one-third of the distance I was doing. So I thought I should give my body a week’s time to recover properly. I think I can go now but it’s too cold outside and I feel lazy. I hoping start this Sunday, because that’s when my weekend starts. It would be to go easy next week as I’ll be working in the evening shift. Not thinking about the week after that right now.

I participated in a 20-day self love activity in October-November. And it was a beautiful experience. I was able to share my stories in a safe space. This time, I shared with a group which had strangers and some acquiantances too. So it was a little difficult because I feared judgement. Surprisingly, I was able to overcome that fear.

Ever since the pandemic has begun, I have struggled a lot with my mental health. But I have also tried to taken steps to take care of my mental health.

I have been talking about mental health more openly ever since Sushant’s death (he was a Bollywood actor).

Just like Randomness Inked is my safe place, I had had an urge to create a safe space for others. I tried to work in collab with a friend but we had just been delaying it. Then the 20-day activity happened. Then I had a conversation with a friend about my experience with the activity. A few days later, on November 19, something prompted me to go ahead and give it a start. I decided to start the initiave alone (and my friend with whom I wanted to collab is okay with that).

Souls that listen. A community on Instagram trying to create a safe space for all.

If you’re on Instagram, I would really love for you to join me on this journey. Check out @soulsthatlisten.

This Sunday, I started a newsletter named ‘Dear You’, as a part of Souls that Listen. You can check out the first edition here. It’s titled ‘How are you?’ If you like it, feel free to subscribe and share.

How have you guys been?

A letter to my 60-year-old self

23 March 2020 at 14:07

Dear 60-year-old Me

Hi! I know that you are rocking your old age. You have lived your life to the fullest and yet there is so much more that you want from life. You want to love yourself a little more. Do it! You grew up into a beautiful person that I always wanted you to be.

Soon, it’s going to time for you to relax. But I know that you aren’t going to relax. You are going to continue following your passion of learning new things. And I know what you are planning about next. Psychology. You will never be tired of it. All those stories that you learned from throughout your life, they make you want to explore. I would say that it’s time that you can handle it. You are so much more stronger than I am.

I am so proud of you for buying the cottage in the mountains of northern India. Look at that giant door? You have built up thousands of worlds behind it. I know I know… You are yet to peep into more than half of those worlds. The to-read list always has to be bigger than the read list. I don’t blame you for it.

Can you please stop being a procrastinator and complete that book? Let the world know this part your story.

Keep staying healthy!

Your 24-year-old self


Read A letter to my 15-year-old self

Also Read A letter to 17-year-old Me

In response to 10-day Letter Writing Challenge

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A letter to my present self

24 March 2020 at 13:48

Dear Present Me

I don’t know why everybody is panicking but you are not. Is the world mad or are you? You have stepped out of the house just once since the evening of 13th. And now, we finally have a nationwide complete lockdown for 21 days. I don’t know if you should be happy about it or not.

I am happy about not having the 10 mins travel hassle. But then I know when it would be time to go back to the office, it’s going to be difficult for you.

I am happy that you are spending more time blogging and writing and thinking. But don’t forget to write those assignments.

This weekend, you took out time to breathe. You even managed to watch two movies. Good job!

Next weekend, read something. Get those crayons out from the almirah, grab some colorful pens and sheets to draw. Fill colours in the Mandala book.

Let’s sit more in the garden. You won’t get to experience it once the infection is gone.

Take deep breaths whenever you feel like you are consuming too much of the news. Shut it down, exactly in the same way you did it yesterday.

Stay home, stay safe!

Yours
S.A.


Read A letter to my 15-year-old self

Also Read A letter to 17-year-old Me

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I Understand: A Letter to My Younger Self

26 March 2018 at 14:31

A letter to my 17 year old Self..
A big thanks to Kevin of Roads We Take for giving me a platform to share my story on his blog.

Dear 17 year old Me

I know things are not going as you wanted them to be. I know you are sad. I know you are lonely. I know you wish that someone was there to to hold your hand and make you feel that everything is going to be okay sooner or later. I understand what you are going through.

I know how you feel. 

Trust me, it is okay to feel like this.

But then letting yourself drown into the negative feelings, is that right?

Ask yourself.

No! It is wrong. It was not your fault. Stop blaming yourself. It was meant to be. As they say, things happen for a reason. You will come out stronger. Have confidence in yourself.

Do you realise how much everyone loves you? I understand that you want everyone to be happy. But do you know what makes them happy? Your happiness makes them happy. You heard that before? Yes! Your class teacher was right. Your smile brightens up their world. 

You are an amazing person. You are the best. Believe in yourself. The world is not going to end if things fall apart. You can set them back into their place. It will take time. But all will be fine. You will grow as a person. You’ll be more mature. 

Will these things matter after 20 years? No they won’t. I am you. They don’t matter much to me today, after five years. I can see that they won’t matter to me at all in another 15 years. Time is healing me. Time heals all of us. 

Get up and fight. Show your fears that you aren’t scared to face them. Trust me you can do it. Trust yourself. Trust us. Please. Just for once. 

With love

Your 22 year old Self

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Dear 17 year old Me

I know things are not going as you wanted them to be. I know you are sad. I know you are lonely. I know you wish that someone was there to to hold your hand and make you feel that everything is going to be okay sooner or later. I understand what you are going through.

I know how you feel.

Trust me, it is okay to feel like this.

But then letting yourself drown into the negative feelings, is that right?

Ask yourself.

No! It is wrong. It was not your fault. Stop blaming yourself. It was meant to be. As they say, things happen for a reason. You will come out stronger. Have confidence in yourself.

Do you realise how much everyone loves you? I understand that you want everyone to be happy. But do you know what makes them happy? Your happiness…

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On reading Harry Potter for the first time

23 October 2020 at 08:36

I love books. I love reading books. I love buying books. I have more unread books on my shelf than the read ones. Still I love buying books. Does that happen with you too? 😛

In January this year, when we weren’t much worried about the stepping out of our homes, I had gone on a date with myself, the very first one, to World Book Fair. On this date, I decided to start adding Harry Potter to my collection and bought the first first two parts of the series.

It took me nine months to pick up the first book and actually start reading it 😀

When I finished reading the book, the most important thing I realised was this:

Movies keep you engaged with the thrill while books let you enjoy the the minute details you miss out while watching movies.

But I strongly believe in reading books before watching their adaptation in movies. What do you think about it?

After reading the first book, I plan to watch the movie again. I think I would understand it better now. Every time I watch it, I learn or discover something new. That happens with reading too. Does that happen with you?

P.S.: There’s festive season sale going on and I spotted parts 4-7 had a good offer. So, they would be in my hands soon. I’m wondering if I should reading skip Prisoner of Azkaban until I get a good discount on it online (don’t really want go out to buy it because corona :/). Why are books so expensive? 😦

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On reading Harry Potter for the first time

23 October 2020 at 08:36

I love books. I love reading books. I love buying books. I have more unread books on my shelf than the read ones. Still I love buying books. Does that happen with you too? 😛

In January this year, when we weren’t much worried about the stepping out of our homes, I had gone on a date with myself, the very first one, to World Book Fair. On this date, I decided to start adding Harry Potter to my collection and bought the first first two parts of the series.

It took me nine months to pick up the first book and actually start reading it 😀

When I finished reading the book, the most important thing I realised was this:

Movies keep you engaged with the thrill while books let you enjoy the the minute details you miss out while watching movies.

But I strongly believe in reading books before watching their adaptation in movies. What do you think about it?

After reading the first book, I plan to watch the movie again. I think I would understand it better now. Every time I watch it, I learn or discover something new. That happens with reading too. Does that happen with you?

P.S.: There’s festive season sale going on and I spotted parts 4-7 had a good offer. So, they would be in my hands soon. I’m wondering if I should reading skip Prisoner of Azkaban until I get a good discount on it online (don’t really want go out to buy it because corona :/). Why are books so expensive? 😦

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8 tips for new bloggers – Blogging Insights #41

18 October 2020 at 09:17

Here are my 8 tips for new bloggers:

  1. Be patient and consistent.
    You can’t gain a hundred followers overnight. It takes time to earn a loyal audience who wants to read what you blog about. To start with, I suggest posting at least once a week. Even if you can write 2 or 3 posts in a week, start with one. Have the rest as buffer posts because sometimes life happens. Increase the frequency when you get a hang of it.
  2. Take help of WP tutorials.
    When I started blogging, I was unaware that WordPress had its own tutorials. From blogging fundamentals to building a business website, WordPress’ Daily Post has it’s own tutorials. If you need inspiration to write a post, they give you a kick every day in your mailbox. Check them here.
  3. Add tags.
    Tags help you get searched on the explore section. EverydayInspiration and Postaday are two of the tags that I got to know about from WP tutorials. Make sure that you don’t overuse tags. A maximum of 15 tags+categories should be used. Know more here.
  4. Have an about page.
    Let your readers know who you are. If you wish to keep your identity anonymous, even then have an About page to tell what you are going to blog about, your likes and dislikes, anything that you’d like them to know.
  5. Have a contact page.
    Let your readers reach you out in private. I have made several blogger friends via emails.
  6. Engage.
    Don’t just stop at liking blog posts of other bloggers. Write personalised comments. Tell them what you like about the post. Share what you found relatable. If you have written a similar post, add a link to that post after the personalised comment. DO NOT shamelessly self promote by asking bloggers to visit you.
  7. Participate in writing prompts and challenges.
    They not only give to blog ideas but also help you find like-minded bloggers. You also get discovered by them.
  8. Seek feedback.
    Don’t feel shy to seek constructive feedback from fellow bloggers. But be specific about your queries. Do you want a feedback on layout? Do you want to know more about themes, menus or widgets? Do you want them to advice you on a specific blog post? Whatever it is that you want to know, be specific about it.

If you have any questions or want to add to the above tips, go ahead!


In response to Dr Tanya’s Blogging Insights # 41 — Sharing Pearls of Wisdom

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