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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DP Daily Prompt:190 days later

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Back on January 21st we asked you to predict what day #211 would be like.Well July 30th is that day — how have your predictions held up so far? If you didn’t reply to the prompt at the time, is this year turning out to be as you’d expected?

I wasn’t certain whether I was required to reply about that particular day or the days and months leading up to day #211. Today is day# 211, nothing has changed, except it’s a hotter day than I had imagined on the 21st January. In St. John’s all the years  that I have spent here, it was not this hot, we had hot days but they were very short, and we were back to rain, drizzle and fog as usual. This year it is entirely different, the days are much hotter. I was afraid on June 28th when the fasting month started I’d be unable to fast when it was so hot and eighteen hours of fasting, did not seem I could accomplish. I surprised myself, I carried on my fasting all thirty days, I feel so happy.

I am hoping to pray, it will be by myself, I had some caring friends but they left the city and moved on. This year is not quite what I predicted, some of it is true, others are not!

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365 Writing Prompts: Drawing a blank

When was the last time you walked away from a discussion, only to think of a Perfect Come back hours later? Recreate the scene for us, and use your winning line.

I remember once my friend Mini and my classmate Hasina were discussing different ways chicken can be cooked. That day we invited our Provost to dinner, Mini volunteered to cook, we let her I didn’t want to cook, I was not sure how good my cooking skill was,I only cooked simple things when I was seven, I was fascinated by my mother’s cooking, I used to imitate   my mother’s famous pound cake, it was miniature cake I only ever tried,my mother praised me every time I  tried to cook anything. I probably was too confident about my skills.

When Mini said she’d cook korma I was thrilled it happened to be my favorite dish. I watched the spices she was adding in the pot to fry before she added the chicken. When she put whole red peppers with the rest of the spices, I objected, “My mother does not use peppers in this recipe”, I said.

Both looked up and started laughing,”this is the only way korma is cooked, you don’t know anything”, I was offended with this remark, I stomped out of the kitchen and went to the common room to read the  newspapers which was my way of cooling off.

All this time I was burning with anger, I told myself they didn’t have to be so mean. Then the thought maybe this recipe is used differently, my mother I knew did not use peppers, perhaps some people do to make it hot and spicy.

I went back to the kitchen to see what the girls were doing, Mini looked up and quipped, “so do you still think peppers are not used in this recipe?”

I was a bit annoyed at this remark, rather than have a shouting match with her, I calmed down,looked at  them and replied, ” There is more than one way of cooking this particular recipe with and without peppers, I like my mom’s recipe better”, I left the kitchen with the thought I’m glad I stood my ground!

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Relics in Agra India – Akbar’s Tomb Reblogged by Ranu from ,Practicing Simplicity by rfljenksy

Originally posted on rfljenksy - Practicing Simplicity:

I was fortunate enough this past holiday weekend to be able to take a quick trip to India.  It feels a little surreal to even be able to say that last sentence.  “A quick trip to India”.  Wow!! I had a 4 day weekend, it was a two hour cheap flight and I even had a place to stay in New Delhi.  So why not!!

Due to the fact it was a very quick trip, it was decided we would focus solely on the city of Agra.  It sounds so cliche but India is truly a country steeped in remarkable history and it abounds with ancient relics and monuments that are surrounded by some very passionate stories.

We visited Akbar’s Tomb, Fort Agra, Jodhbai’s Palace and of course the Taj Majal.  I hope you enjoy the photos.

Our first stop was Akbar’s Tomb.

DSC01077The mausoleum was just outside of Agra City…

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DP Daily Prompts: Back to Life

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After an exceptionally long and exhausting drive or flight, a gruelling week at work, or a mind-numbing exam period–what’s the one thing you do to feel human again.

I actually experienced this in 2010, I was flying from Dhaka Bangladesh, to St. John’s, Canada.

We boarded the flight at 6  am on our way to Doha as soon as we landed and came into the building we were called to board the flight to Heathrow, London,UK , once again we were hardly in the building the video at the airport was showing “Air Canada” boarding, it’s a long walk from the lounge to the building. This time we  were on our way to Montreal,Canada.

After twenty hours of flying I waited to catch another flight to St. John’s, Newfoundland, Canada. I sat on one of the benches, to catch my breath, everything seemed to be too fast for my tired body. I tried to stay awake but fell asleep the moment I sat on the bench. I felt someone trying to wake me up gently, I opened my eyes and saw the concerned look of the flight attendant, “Are you okay?” she said.

I straightened up and apologized for falling asleep, she was very kind she took me to board the flight immediately. There was another two and a half hours of flight time for me. When the flight took off I felt relieved this would be the last time taking off and landing and I’d be home safely.

When I reached home, I took a shower first to feel better oh it was heavenly, after my shower, I ate something and went to bed, knowing I would not take another flight in the near future and it will only be a short flight if I go anywhere!

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365 Writing Prompts: State of your year

Write a mid-year , “State of My Year”, post.

“State of My Year”: I went back to January 1st 2014, to find out all the prompts I’ve done so far. I know it’s not possible to include all of them. I have therefore picked one prompt for 1st of each month.

On January 1st our Prompt was : Do you believe in Magic?” : I’m only including a sentence, I’d like to have the power to cure certain incurable disease;, wipe out hunger; transform evil people and so on. If you are interested you can go back to January 1st to read the whole thing.

February 1st the writing prompt was ‘Flangiprop”: How I  can invent something to rein in kids who are too active.

March 1st: Tagore song: I ask my mind can you remember who you left behind?

April 1st: Daily Prompt: If I Could Turn Back Time; I want to go back to my past when my father was alive and we were happy.

May 1st 2014: Five Minute Fiction: Freedom : it is a story about how they got their freedom.

June 1st, Tagore song: Aguner Pososhmoni : Oh God for the sake of gain lead us to the right path.

July 1st: Daily Prompt: Back of the Queue, I’m thinking of writing a book since last year.

The above are some of the prompts I wrote about. When I look back I’m happy to note I’ve written about varied topics, it makes me feel good.

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DP Daily Prompt: Sudden Downpour

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It was sunny when you left home, so you didn’t carry an umbrella.An hour later, you’re caught in a torrential downpour. You run into the first store you can find– it happens to be a dark, slightly shabby antique store, full of old artifacts,books and dust. The shop’s ancient proprietor walks out of the backroom to greet you. Tell us what happens next!

To avoid getting drenched I walked into the first store I saw, it was an old shabby antique store, I didn’t feel comfortable, I did not intend to stay there too long, I thought when the rain comes suddenly it stops quickly too, keeping that thought maybe it’s the passing clouds,I wouldn’t have to wait in this place too long, I ventured to look for the owner, suddenly I heard the words, “Good day what brings you here?”

I was so startled I thought I’d have a heart attack, I tried to stay calm and turned around what I saw was a man who looked older than his antique store, for a moment a fleeting notion grasped me, “could he be a ghost of this antique store, making sure there are no intruders?”

My imagination went wild, in despair, I made an attempt to run towards the door, before I could move he grabbed my shoulders and said, “Where do you think you’re going, once you’re in you’re stranded, no one can and will rescue you, so take it easy and do as I tell you.”

Hearing these words I trembled with apprehension. He lowered his voice and uttered, “I always keep a bottle of potion to calm the nerves of my visitors.”

Then to my horror I saw him pouring the so called potion into a tiny antique cup which seemed to collect all the dust and then some, “will he force me to drink it?” I thought.

Yes he was determined to calm my nerves, he came close to me forcefully opened my mouth and poured the disgusting liquid into my mouth, I tried to spit it out but he held my mouth until I ingested it.

The potion not only calmed me,it made me fall asleep, I had no idea how long I slept, I woke up hearing some noise, I opened my eyes and found a very cute little girl smiling at me, “did my grandpa scare you too, oh no I hope he didn’t make you drink  his potion, it’s disgusting isn’t it?”

Before I answered her barrage of questions, I  asked her who she was, she remarked, “it’s a long story I’ll tell you when you come here again.

Do I have the heart to revisit this ghostly place I’m afraid not!

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365 days Writing Prompts: Life after blogs

Your life without a computer: What does it look like?

There was a time when I wasn’t able to figure out how a computer works, it was due to my lack of interest. now that I have some knowledge, I feel my life without this wonderful gadget called the computer will be pretty dismal.

These are some of the things I’d miss, all the tips about cooking and baking; the sunset and sunrise times; all about famous people who made a  difference to our world;  and how something works if I lose the manual. There are so many things I’ll have to do without.

The emails, it costs no money to send them and how quickly they are received. The online course I’m doing.

My life would be dull without this amazing technology, I’d probably sit in my room twiddling my thumbs, and wonder how did I ever do without a computer.

So dear WordPress my life without a computer does not look good at all!

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DP Daily Prompt: Age-old Questions

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“Age is just a number,”says the well-worn adage.But is it a number you care about or one you tend(or try) to ignore?

For some people age is just a number, there are others who cannot wait to be a certain age to drive a car, live an independent life from parents or guardians, when they do not have to get permission to do whatever they want.

I recall once reading about a ten month old baby, who was crawling in his mother’s kitchen, he found a paper on the floor, grabbed it and put it in his mouth, this is exactly a baby that age does. His mother took the paper from him and said, “You do not put it in your mouth, this is what you do,”she took a pencil and wrote a few letters of the alphabet. She continued cooking as usual. When she turned around she was amazed, the letters were copied exactly like hers, not believing her ten month old had written those letters, this time she wrote all twenty-six letters of the alphabet on the piece of paper and left it on the floor, she continued cooking but really wanted to know what her ten month old would do with it. She was stunned when she saw the letters were copied by him exactly  like hers.

This boy went to the university when he was ten years old. I know you will say, not all ten year old’s go to the university at that young age he was just an exceptional kid. I know that too, for him age was only a number!

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DP Daily Prompt: Road Tripping

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‘Tis the season for road trips– if time and money were out of the equation, what car -based adventure would you go on?( if you don’t or can’t drive, any land based journey counts.

I’d love to take a road trip to Montreal, I know from St.John’s to Port aux Basques will take at least ten hours by car, we’d have to get a ferry from there to North Sydney, Nova Scotia. From North Sydney we’d drive to New Brunswick, we have to stop overnight in a motel. Early morning after breakfast we’d drive as far as Quebec City. We will stay overnight in a hotel or motel near the highway. From Quebec City we’d take the highway to the city of Montreal. We’d stay in the same apartment we stayed the last two years.

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365 Writing Prompts: Back to school

If you could take a break from your life and go back to school to master a subject, what would it be?

If I did get the opportunity to go back to school I’d like to study Philosophy. My interest is in Metaphysics.

We all by nature have a desire to know. The indication of this is the delight we take in our senses; apart from them being useful they are loved for themselves; and above all others is the sense of sight.Even when we are not going to do anything , we prefer seeing. The reason this, most of all the senses , it brings to light many different things.

We do not regard any of these senses as wisdom; yet they do give the most authoritative knowledge of particulars. They do not tell us ‘why’ of anything— such as why is fire hot; they only say it is hot.These and many other questions that I have will help me learn if I invest some time in this subject.

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