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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Book Review: Danny the Champion of the World

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Author : Roald Dahl, pages: 2014

Roald Dahl’s message to Children Who Have Read This Book, when you grow up and have children of your own, do please remember something important

a stodgy parent is no fun at all

What a child wants and deserves

is a parent who is

SPARKY

While parents of little children are anxious and worried whether or not their kids would be safe to attend school in this year of Pandemic. I’m trying my utmost to present before them this review of Roald Dahl’s book. It may not be an antidote to their fear. But if it diverts their fear for a couple of hours, I consider it worthy of my effort.

This is the story of a kid named Danny and his father.

When Danny was four months old, his mom passed away. He had no siblings nor any other relatives. He grew up an only child and enjoyed the sole attention of his Dad.

The father and child lived in an old gipsy caravan which had roamed around the country side and parts of England. When the caravan was no longer useful to ride on, it came into the hands of Danny’s father, he used it as his house. It was a tiny room, there was a bunkbed which Danny and his father used to sleep.

Danny’s father took the top, while Danny had the lower bunk. Life was going well for the two. When Danny was five, he helped his father in the filling station which his father owned.

The filling station had two pumps and a tiny workshop. In it there was an old table and a cash register. Danny’s father had a number of customers who’d come to get their cars filled and get some small repair done.

Danny learned to fly a kite and loved it. He and his father built it and had a time of their life flying it.

Something strange happened when Danny was nine years old, he went to bed as usual, something woke him up, he looked down from his bunker and found out his father was missing. Where did he go and why, was the question Danny had on his mind.

When he saw his father coming, he asked his father, why did he leave him alone and where did he go. When his Dad told him, he had a secret. Danny thought adults are complicated people.

What his father told him and what happened next is something, dear readers you have to find out by reading the book. It will also tell you why, Danny was called the champion of the world.

I think it is a book both adults and children would enjoy reading as I did.

365 days, Prompt: State of Your Year

State of My year : The first four months of the new year was uneventful. First month I wasn’t well, it continued for sometime, then my back forced me to stay in bed.

Beginning of June I started reading, Roald Dahl’s, ‘Danny the champion of the world.’ I found the book interesting. I’m thinking of writing a review of the book.

Sometimes I use prompts to write.

I watch TV more than I want to. I’m concerned about COVID- 19. I cannot believe there are people who think it’s a hoax. Thousands of people old and young are dying, this is due to some very important people have put in the minds of regular people that it’s not dangerous, that they can continue to live normal lives. I think it’s an outrageous claim by them.

The state of my year is not looking good. It’s the seventh month, it’s a tragedy that more and more people are getting COVID-19.

WordPress Prompt: Opposite day

A Poem

Writing a poem is not my only option,

I decided to take a different selection.

I sometimes like testing my weary mind,

Will it cooperate and try to be kind.

There are days when it appears stagnant.

Today I wish it’ll try to be brilliant.

Whatever happens I’ll remain an optimist,

It doesn’t do any good to be a pessimist.

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365 days, July 6th : Tables turned

A story of opposites

It’s a story of two sisters who were described by their friends as, Positive and Negative.

Their mom and dad could not understand why they were so different. They were surprised and thought it better not to interfere.

Melissa and Vanessa were two sisters. The former was a half a dozen years older than the latter.

Melissa was studious, liked wearing clothes that enhanced her beauty, she was social, loved going out with her friends.

Vanessa did not spend as much time with her studies as her sister, she had no interest in dressing up and only had one friend.

With so much Contrast the outsiders were sure the older sister was better and smarter.

Vanessa loved watching her mother cook, she spent as much time possible to learn to cook by watching.

One day her mother asked, ‘Melissa I’m inviting some friends, can you make some rasgullas( cheese balls in syrup)?’

‘Allright,’she said.

Vanessa overheard the conversation she was unhappy. ‘Mom,’ she said, ‘Can I make rasgullas (cheese balls) too?’

Mom realized she was wrong asking only Melissa’s help. To normalize the situation, she said, ‘Sure you can make them too, then we’ll see who makes the best dessert.’

The competition began both tried to please mom, but mom felt, she didn’t do the right thing by playing one against the other.

The day of the competition arrived, the cheese balls were floating in the respective sauce pans. They were covered, after cooking for forty minutes, both sisters turned off the stove and placed their dessert on two separate wooden board.

The guests entered, after a few minutes the girls got a serving dish and approached where the dessert was cooling. Melissa confidently opened the cover and screamed, ‘mine are broken.’

It was Vanessa’s turn to remove the cover of her saucepan, she was nervous, with shaking hands she lifted the cover, ‘WOW!’ she exclaimed, ‘mine are perfect.’

The tables turned the guests were in awe, one of them, ‘whispered, how can it be possible!’

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365 days, July 5th : Mirror

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Mirror, mirror

When I look in the mirror, I think of my Dad, how he was troubled because my hair was never combed and I never applied cream on my face.

Dad at times complained and said to my Mom one day, ‘what’s wrong with our middle daughter, she doesn’t look after herself, she doesn’t comb her hair, she refuses to put cream on her face. She wasn’t raised in a village, even the village girls take care of themselves these days.’

When mom told me, I listened with one ear and released the words from the other. Just like the girl in the movie told her uncle, ‘This is why we have two ears one for listening and the other to get rid of words we don’t like.’

Now when I look in the mirror and see my hair combed, and my moist face. I think about my father, he’d probably say, ‘I’m proud of you Ma Ranu.’

It’s too bad I’m incapable of dragging back the years when my Dad was alive.

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chocolate please

A message of love

This is a commercial I saw on TV. I’m posting this because I’m impressed with the little girl who went to a chocolate shop to buy a bar for her mother, she didn’t have money to pay, she took some of her little toys which to her is very valuable. I guess it’s like a barter system we had ages ago.

I like the way she expressed her love for her mom. She told the salesman, she wanted to buy a gift for her mother on mom’s birthday.

I saw this commercial several times. Normally I’m not too fussy about watching commercials, this one portrays a special message of love.

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365 days, June 27th: The Artist’s Eye

An Artist’s Eye

This is a painting of a Japanese artist. We bought it several years ago, from Franklin mint.

It seems the peacock is telling me, ‘see my long wide tail? Look at the colour combination, how pretty it is. I’ve found a perfect place to perch, the flowers around me heightens my beauty.

A painting does speak to me when I look at it with my imagination. What is it thinking when it spreads its tail in full view. It’s trying to attract the peahen, it’s been roaming around the garden, it feels the only way to attract anyone’s attention especially the peahen is to perch in a way that get its compliment.

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365 days, planes, trains and automobiles

Our journey by car

It was a cold November day, we sold our house, stayed overnight in our house. Early in the morning we locked the doors, gave the keys to the lawyer and were on our way to a new city.

We sadly bid goodbye to a little town that welcomed us with open arms. Life is cruel, when the call comes to move, man has no choice but to leave for the unknown which presumably for us had more opportunities health-wise.

It was a three and a half hours drive, we decided to keep going until we reached our destination.

The bright lights of the gas station alerted us we were entering the city which will be our home for how long who knows.

Within an hour we turned on the driveway of our house. Finally we were able to stretch our arms and legs in our kitchen. We had a late breakfast.

It was time to rest after a long journey, we decided our body needed rest, therefore the bed would be the ideal place to have a short nap.

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365 days, June 25th: 21st century citizens

Do I belong in this day and age?

I was born in the twentieth century, therefore I have more love for it than the current century.

The twentieth century helped me grow up get educated and the privilege of meeting some great personalities who taught me, how to be successful one must think of reaching the sky.

There are pros and cons I and my parents went through an age when we became slaves of our own country. But with time our leaders worked hard to be an independent country.

To all those who gave their lives to make India independent deserves my unconditional love and praise.

The present century has its own flaws, which is less favourable for those who are not white. It makes me wonder, why man has not yet learned that, each and every human who walks on this planet in this age should have the same rights and privileges. That anything less is returning to the dark ages.

How do I feel about the present century, not great at all. I wonder if I belong in an age where man is destroying man.

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365 days, June 24th: Morality play

Morality Play

I went to a convent school in Rawalpindi. I was in third standard. We had a lot of subjects some of them were familiar. There were two that were new and quite interesting. One was Moral Science, and the other was, Good Manners.

I liked Moral science a lot, there were questions and answers that we had to learn by heart. I was never used to rote memory. We had to learn a few pages at a time and then given a test. I always scored 100%.Naturally it was my favourite subject.

I remember a few, questions and answers. One of them was : Did man make himself?

Answer, no man did not make himself.

Who then made man? God the maker and creator of the world also made man.

What is temptation? Temptation is an inclination to commit sin, which needs an effort of the will to resist it.

There were others but I just mentioned a few to let everyone know where I got my Moral Science education.

Of course my mom also taught about right and wrong.

My eldest brother always teased me when he saw my, Good manners Book. He said, ‘see how quickly your teachers knew you must learn to be mannerly, that is why you had to buy the book? ‘

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