Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.
— Oscar Wilde.
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The first Glimpse of Rainbow
It was a Saturday evening and I was enjoying the cool breeze with my husband at a park. We decided to walk a mile and alas! an argument broke between us for no reasons. I started to walk apart from him with a swollen face and teary eyes. But,believe me,I was envious of so many couple who were holding each other’s arms and sitting on the benches with a smile on their face as if they are the whole world to each other.
The noise of an aeroplane grabbed his attention and he looked up with the ecstasy. He signalled me to walk fast and asked me to look up the sky.The egotistic me didn’t follow his instructions! But when he called me again in his sweet voice I just looked up,and was enthralled to see the multi-colored necklace of nature on the sky.In between I forgot the Tom and Jerry fight and held his arm tightly. I don’t know,for how many minutes I stood like a statue with my neck held high!
It was the earliest glimpse of rainbow I ever had. Later,I decided to capture that beautiful,radiant colors in my mobile phone eternally.Even if a single color goes apart it can’t be called as a rainbow.Sameway if we walk apart in the park,we can’t enjoy the evening walks in the park is what I thought. Thus,nature soothed us,cleansed us and both of us started to walk closer like those seven colors.
A Canvas
I long to belong to my place,
Where I was a free bird,
Always chirping and flying with
a happy tone.
I long to belong to my place,
where i didn't shoulder up any responsibilities,
where I was getting comfort
from my mom's place.
I long to belong to my place,
where I was free to express myself,
where there was value for my tears
where there was applause for my smile.
I long to belong to my place
where I have born,
where I became a beautiful canvas
A canvas which wants to decorate
through it's beautiful colors.
-Pushya Pallavi
Introduce Yourself (Example Post)
This is an example post, originally published as part of Blogging University. Enroll in one of our ten programs, and start your blog right.
You’re going to publish a post today. Don’t worry about how your blog looks. Don’t worry if you haven’t given it a name yet, or you’re feeling overwhelmed. Just click the “New Post” button, and tell us why you’re here.
Why do this?
- Because it gives new readers context. What are you about? Why should they read your blog?
- Because it will help you focus you own ideas about your blog and what you’d like to do with it.
The post can be short or long, a personal intro to your life or a bloggy mission statement, a manifesto for the future or a simple outline of your the types of things you hope to publish.
To help you get started, here are a few questions:
- Why are you blogging publicly, rather than keeping a personal journal?
- What topics do you think you’ll write about?
- Who would you love to connect with via your blog?
- If you blog successfully throughout the next year, what would you hope to have accomplished?
You’re not locked into any of this; one of the wonderful things about blogs is how they constantly evolve as we learn, grow, and interact with one another — but it’s good to know where and why you started, and articulating your goals may just give you a few other post ideas.
Can’t think how to get started? Just write the first thing that pops into your head. Anne Lamott, author of a book on writing we love, says that you need to give yourself permission to write a “crappy first draft”. Anne makes a great point — just start writing, and worry about editing it later.
When you’re ready to publish, give your post three to five tags that describe your blog’s focus — writing, photography, fiction, parenting, food, cars, movies, sports, whatever. These tags will help others who care about your topics find you in the Reader. Make sure one of the tags is “zerotohero,” so other new bloggers can find you, too.
From Pallavi's Pen. 