The Nightingale has scaled the heights of success. But now, the audience is dwindling, the Frog is unhappy and reprimands her all the time. She is mentally and physically exhausted and fears failure. As the Nightingale, write a dairy entry highlighting her fears and analysing reasons for her failure.
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It's in English class 10th CBSE from the poem The frog and the Nightingale
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It's only a few months back, when I came to Bingle Bog and savoured the taste of appreciation and applause. How thrilled I was when everybody admired my melodious voice and 'the master musician' frog promised to train me to be an excellent singer. Fate shot me to success and soon I became a singing sensation. I really enjoyed the celebrity status but alas ! this joyful experience proved to be very short-lived. Thanks to the 'expert training' of the frog that the quality of my singing began to deteriorate and soon the number of audience started dwindling. The demanding frog's nagging has robbed me of all my self-confidence.I'm tired physically as well as mentally. In fact I'm tired of life itself. I fear that I shall never be able to satisfy the considerate frog, nor my audience who are growing sick and tired of 'my uninspired voice'. The frog's heartlessness and my unfilled yearning for appreciation are making my life miserable.
Oh God come to my rescue ! Give me peace of mind and show me better days !!
Nightingale
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It's only a few months back, when I came to Bingle Bog and savoured the taste of appreciation and applause. How thrilled I was when everybody admired my melodious voice and 'the master musician' frog promised to train me to be an excellent singer. Fate shot me to success and soon I became a singing sensation. I really enjoyed the celebrity status but alas ! this joyful experience proved to be very short-lived. Thanks to the 'expert training' of the frog that the quality of my singing began to deteriorate and soon the number of audience started dwindling. The demanding frog's nagging has robbed me of all my self-confidence.I'm tired physically as well as mentally. In fact I'm tired of life itself. I fear that I shall never be able to satisfy the considerate frog, nor my audience who are growing sick and tired of 'my uninspired voice'. The frog's heartlessness and my unfilled yearning for appreciation are making my life miserable.
Oh God come to my rescue ! Give me peace of mind and show me better days !!
Nightingale.