My favorite song by Tagore moved by music weekly challenge,translation and post by Ranu

Rabindranath Tagore won the Nobel prize for li...

Rabindranath Tagore won the Nobel prize for literature. It is the first Nobel prize won by Asia. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This is a song,I heard when I was still in Junior high school. The first time I heard it,I wanted to keep on listening to it. I sat and kept listening to it until I felt my sister’s friend might think I am crazy. After a long time I found the song on YouTube,this time I decided to translate into English. It is a song written by Rabindranath Tagore,our most popular Poet. The lyrics are in Bengali,the language of our dear country Bengal.

The title is, “Chiro Aami”        ” Forever Me”

When my footsteps are no longer imprinted on this place,

I will not row my boat to this wharf,

I will complete my buying and selling,I will take care of my dues,

My going and coming will stop to this market___

You need not remember me then,

Or look at the stars and call me.

When my musical instrument is covered with dust,

There will be thorny creepers growing around my house,

The garden will resemble an exile covered with thick grass,

Moss and lichen will surround the pond___

You need not remember me ,

Do not look at the stars and call me.

The flute will sound the same as now,

Days will go on exactly the same as today.

The wharves will be filled with boats  like now,

The cows will graze,and the shepherds will play.

You need not remember me ,

Or call me by looking above at the stars.

Who can say  I am not there that morning?

I will participate in all the games.

I will be called by a new name,I will have new friends,

I will come and go forever .

You need not remember me then,

Or look at the stars and call me.

This is the lyrics written by Tagore,he made everyone aware everything will go on as usual,except his house,garden and pond will show signs of his absence.

When I first heard this I was unaware this was a song he wrote to let his fans know, he will not be there but nothing else will change. In the last verse he gives a hint of reincarnation.

Submitted by Ranu,

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Fiction: Glimmer

Lillie McFerrin Writes

Gwen received a letter for an interview for the job she applied, months ago, she gave up thinking the position was probably filled.

She knew an interview does not mean she’s got the job but the possibility of getting it excited her.

The interview was scheduled for 1 pm on Thursday, it was already Wednesday, she’d have to start reading some articles on the subject, she was about to find the articles on her bookshelf, when there was a sudden knock on the door, she reluctantly opened the door standing in front of her was Steve, the know it all, what does he want she thought, she a forced smile, she asked, “Hi Steve ,what’s up?”

“Gwen , you won’t believe what I got on the mail, an interview for that job we both applied for?”

The news came as a shock to Gwen, she started feeling sick, the glimmer of hope she had of getting the position disappeared when she saw Steve with the letter!

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DP Daily Prompts: Final Trio

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For our final trio prompt of the year, write about any topic you wish, but make sure your post features a bookcase, something cracked and a song you love.

Raphael and Gabriel my favorite felines were happily eating their food I gave them for lunch, I thought while they’re busy eating, I’ll check the Youtube to listen to the narrator about the Moors in Spain. I was busy listening and enjoying watching some of the cities in Spain. Suddenly it dawned on me I have a book on Spain let me check if I can find some of the places in Spain  the narrator is talking about. To my utter disbelief I found Raphael pulled out a book from my bookcase, he had a part of the cover in his mouth busily chomping it.

I carried Rapha and put him in the hallway. On the other side of the living room Gabriel knocked down my table lamp and cracked and broke a few pieces, I carried him out and told both of them, they are not allowed in the living room the rest of the day.

I was very upset with the felines, I thought I must listen to my favorite song, it will at least make me forget about the felines for sometime.

Here is the song, I hope you’ll like it,it’s by our Canadian singer Celine Dion.

 

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365 Writing Prompts: Forgive and forget

Share a story where it was difficult to forgive the perpetrator for wrongdoing you, but did it— you forgave them.

This is one of those prompts where I have to admit I did not and cannot forgive the perpetrator. It left a lasting impression in my heart.

When you sincerely help someone and find out she’s been lying about you to anyone who’d listen, it’s very difficult or impossible to forgive them.

This is what happened in my case, let me use as much detail as I can possibly write. They “say blood is thicker than water,”

It is not true in my case, I had this person in my home for a number of years, when I went to work she took advantage by making collect calls to my other relatives, she complained I was starving her, making her work like a maid, she did not hesitate to write to my mother as well.

The sad part is everyone believed her including my mother. No one asked me if I was really treating her this way.

I knew she was unhappy I wanted to send her back home, my husband did not agree. There were a lot more things she did I do not want to write everything, I’m happy I won’t see her again, but forgiveness is out of question!

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Tagore song: Eai monihaar amai nahi shaje posted and translated by Ranu

Rabindranath Tagore wrote this song somewhere overseas, he received an overwhelming welcome from the people who gathered to receive him ,at that point he hadn’t received the Nobel Prize for literature  for his work in Gitanjoli.He was so surprised he wrote this song asking forgiveness from God.

This expensive garland does not suit me,

When I try to wear it, it hurts,

If I try to tear it, it rings,

It blocks my voice

and words do not come out

I cannot concentrate on my work,

because my mind is attracted there.

This is why I am waiting

If I can put this expensive garland

on you my Lord, I will get relief

accept me with the string of this

garland of flowers.

I am embarrassed to show you this garland

This garland does not suit me!

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DP Daily Prompts: Getting Seasonal

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The holiday season can’t get enough of it, or can’t wait for it to be over already? Has your attitude toward the end-of-year holidays changed over the years?

I do not celebrate Christmas, but truly speaking I love watching people enjoying this year-end holidays.

The air is filled with smiling faces of the children the adults busy with last minute shopping, the TV networks advertising their wares to attract the attention of shoppers.

While it is a joyful time of the year for some not so much for the have-not’s who are probably spending sleepless nights worrying about their little ones,how much can they spend for their kids to make them happy.

I don’t mind the hustle and bustle that goes on and am in no hurry to see the season end. This is the time politics and politicians take a break from their usual bickering, the focus changes to family and friends and neighbors.

I do my usual shopping of buying cards, chocolate and other little things for my friends and neighbors. I do buy a small turkey for us to roast either on Christmas day or the next day. I love the atmosphere. My favorite songs are the Christmas carols, especially”Joy to the World!”

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365 Writing Prompts: A Random Act of Kindness

Tell us about the time when you performed a secret random act of kindness—where the recipient of your kindness never found out about your good deed. How did the deed  go down?

In my religion we are expected to give monetary help to those who are less fortunate. I donated money to our local Mosque for a while, now I usually send the money to my brother,he gives it to the local orphanage.

About a couple of years ago I asked my friend if he knew someone I could send some money to help out, he got hold of his friend and arranged to send the money to him, his friend knew a family who were having a bit of trouble and could use the money. The money I believe was very helpful as the family had some debt which they paid off.

The deed certainly was well received, it doesn’t matter if they did not know who gave the money.

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DP Daily Prompts: In Due Time

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What’s your next, most pressing deadline? Are you stressed, excited or ambivalent about it? What’s the first thing you’d like to do once you’re done with it?

I cannot write how long I’ve had this deadline, i.e, clearing out my basement, every year I make up my mind to do it, something or someone gets in my way and I’m left with the same problem of a basement that’s crying out loud,”when will you have time to make me look presentable?”

Perhaps I’ll never find the kind of time when I’d want to clear it.

Winter is upon us and clearing involves taking out things out of this area, the city will start taking the trash or unwanted rubbish only in Spring, I have to wait till my turn comes to put all the things I cannot use on my lawn at the back.

In the mean time I will make up a list of things that are in the basement, which need to vacate the area they’re occupying.

I’m eagerly waiting for Spring to carry out my plan to make my basement squeaky clean. Some might say they doubt it will ever happen, but I have faith which alone will help me.

What’s the first thing I’ll do once I’m done with it, I’m sure going to have a day of prayer, thank God Almighty for giving me the strength to complete this arduous task. I’ll let my feline roll on the floor which is his greatest desire, he did not get the chance yet, he cries every day because we do not let him go to a place full of mess.

The last thing which is the fun part, I’ll have some decent furniture, arrange them and have a party with friends and neighbors.

I hope it does not turn out like the milkmaid story of building castles in the air!

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365 Writing Prompts : Mad as a hatter

Tell us about the time you flew into a rage. What is it that made you so incredibly angry?

My mom loved collecting, attractive glasses and china. When I was in the university in Dhaka I found a crockery store, they had the most beautiful china and glasses.

I bought a few glasses and china for my mom from that store, my mom was so happy to see them ,I thought it was the best thing I did to put a smile on my mother’s face.

Mom had a china cabinet, she proudly put the china ware I gave her. I went back to school and planned to buy some more, mom would have a nice collection I felt.

When I went home to Comilla the first thing I noticed was my mom’s china cabinet was empty, I was disappointed I asked my mother about the china, she told me my good for nothing brother flew into a rage one day and broke every single piece I bought. He was angry because my mom could not give him the money to watch a movie.

I was upset,not only he broke my mother’s heart by breaking the china, he could not control his stupid temper, he broke everything he could, I’m telling you he is so useless, he did not study, he never worked and has this evil habit of watching movies and smoking, two awful habits, mom had to pay for or else his temper would rise to a maximum, I wish he left home and never came back!

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DP Daily Prompts: The Object of My Dejection

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Tell us the Object of Your Dejection– something you made, a masterpiece unfinished , or some sort of project that failed to meet your expectations.What did you learn from the experience? How would you do things differently next time?

My dejection is entirely different than the question asked. So far I did not make anything, there is no unfinished masterpiece, or no project undone by me, I didn’t start one.

Here is my reason for dejection, I bought a book which I should have completed reading at least a month ago, I haven’t, I am not even close to finishing it, I’ve only read a few chapters.

What’s wrong the book is boring, I still attempted to read it, I’ve already bought the book. I’ve tried to read at least four or five chapters at a time, I ended up reading only a few pages. It’s a peculiar problem I’m having, as soon as I start reading it, I feel extremely sleepy, I close the book and try to sleep I do not feel sleepy anymore.

The book itself has failed to meet my expectation, I’ll have to start reading it again today, let me see what happens.

How will I do things differently next time? I will read a few pages of the book in the store before I buy it, it might work.

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365 Writing Prompts: Your’e a mean one, Mr.Grinch

What is your least favorite quality in others? Extra points for sharing your least favorite personal quality in yourself.

I remember my teaching job in a boarding school, there were a few things I didn’t know about the system, I’ve already mentioned in my previous post I did complete the degree in education, unfortunately I did not learn that much from the  experience .It certainly helped me  get a job.

I had a colleague who knew everything about the system, she was one of the most experienced teachers, she was very nice to me, I was sure she’d help me if I needed it, but I had a very rude awakening, whenever I asked anything about the school system,she changed the subject,after a few times I learned she won’t help me.

I watched and figured out myself, months later, she took me aside and said, “I like to let you know, do not teach anything to the new teachers.”

I was not pleased to hear it, I already knew how she avoided telling me anything, I did not like her selfish behavior.

I dislike people who are selfish even if they are my relatives.

Human nature is peculiar, we are so different, one of my worst habit is I’m very sensitive, this makes me  do things  I’m not proud of .

I presume things without being sure, as a result I take action with my writing, sometimes it’s better not to put things in writing, it may come back to haunt you, I make up my mind not to repeat the mistake, so far I am not successful maybe some day I will!

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