BNLF Blog — Inspire — Network

Blog — Inspire — Network 

BNLF– Blog now, Live Forever…
Someone said, my words will stay long after I am gone… 

 BNLF 2015

BNLF is an event created by IndiBlogger, which promises to bring out that legendary camaraderie that has networked over 12,000 bloggers in 82 jaw dropping events in the last 5 years.
I believe such events should happen more often. The very idea behind this event for me is —

Write – Inspire – Network.

It means that it completes the circle of writing for any writer or blogger.

I will begin it with an old poem of mine—

A writer’s Dilemma 

I can not voice, cannot suppress
An urge to write and to express
That happiness that joy, the unfortunate sorrow
The excitement and thrill that await me tomorrow
How to begin? Where to end?
Should I be true or should I pretend?
The matter, the genre, the code of conduct
How to refine the end product
Why can I not just let them flow?
My words are my weapons: my friends and foe
Let them take the charge and hail the war
There will and my way to question the power
To question the norms and the senseless notions
To mirror my thoughts and reflect my emotions
Does someone tells me to stop or to start ?
Is it a neccessity or just an art ?



Write–  3 words that are part of every writers life not only bloggers. It is like a vicious circle. I remember as a kid when I used to write, the urge to share it with people was so strong that I used to bore people to death with my latest poem or story.

BNLF will bring together all writers under one roof. Which is going to be the most exciting part of the entire conference. To see the faces behind the words.

Inspire or be inspired
A poem, short story or any form of words can never succeed without an inspiration. It can be a muse, a fuse a failure or a victory, there is something that inspires. Something that inspires us to write. Sometimes our writing inspires people what to write.

The event will bring together some of the world’s greats such as Bruce Dickinson, Preeti Shenoy (Best selling woman author in India), Jeff Bullas (World’s most admired content marketer); Kanan Gill ( The humour king and master at using videos)

And then the crucial part of sharing… “networking” of ideas, works, and thoughts. A place where people could hear what you have to say, write or do without making faces. Because they want to know what the world outside is “writing” so that they can feel “inspired” and create a “network” of like-minded people.

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But did you know there is a long history of “Writing” and “networking” 

Hera are few very early examples of networking —

The Bloomsbury Group—or Bloomsbury Set—was an influential group of associated English writers, intellectuals, philosophers and artists, the best known members of which included Virginia Woolf, John Maynard Keynes, E. M. Forster and Lytton Strachey.

Cavalier Poets is a broad description of a school of English poets of the 17th centurythe Cavalier poets are Ben Jonson, Robert Herrick, Richard Lovelace, Thomas Carew, and Sir John Suckling.

The Beat generation poets met in New York in the 1940s. The core group were Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, and William S. Burroughs, who were joined later by Gregory Corso.

The imagists, symbolists and there are so many other names like these to describe the very idea of getting together with like-minded people. Networking is nothing but the sense of “belonging”, the realisation that we are not the only one.

That is why we need participatory audience and not dead readers.
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Here’s excerpt from Neruda’s poem one of my favourites, to explain the need to voice out what we write. 

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, ‘The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.’
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.
We all write for a silent reader, listener or spectator. Sometime we say it, sometime we don’t.

But, the need for the audience, the people who read, the people who help us write is pertinent. This circle of

Write, Inspire and Network is a life-cycle of a writer. If any of the link is missing, writing as an activity might not be as satisfying as it normally is :).. BNLF I am so looking forward for this one…

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