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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Daily Prompt : Knackered

In response to daily post’s prompt : Knackered

Yesterday was an uneventful day for me,

I went out to get extra footsteps you see.

I walked around in the mall hoping to get,

Those steps that are  making me fret.

For if I don’t get the exact number of steps,

The fitbit will not let me see the circle of steps.

This made me physically drained and done,

Still my mind was ready  to have fun.

I  hoped the book I asked for would at least,

Will give my mind freedom not to get beat.

But it was one of those days I have to admit,

The mental and physical part of me was unfit.

I was knackered, beaten, and totally washed out ,

Because my two main friends were wiped out!

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Daily Prompt : Blanket

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Blanket

A blanket of snow, covered the ground,

The ring that fell there, couldn’t be found.

The newly married bride cried in despair,

How long shall I wait for snow to disappear!

The clown  passing by had this to say,

Count your blessings fair one this day.

A mere ring is not worth crying for,

Shed a tear or two for those killed  in the war!

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Daily Prompt : Roots

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Roots

 

Jane and Matilda sat on the Roots of the tree,

Laughing and yelling about Rhonda with glee.

Said Jane to Matilda, ‘did you see how cross she was?’

Matilda replied, I  can’t believe she yelled at our boss!’

Meanwhile Rhonda was boycotted by her friend,

Who thought she was crazy and needed to mend.

While talking about Rhonda the girls noticed,

How curly like a snake the Roots Looked!

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Daily Prompt : Gray

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Gray

Grumpy Tom

He looked at the thick Gray clouds and muttered, ‘it’s going to be another rainy day honey.’

Julia didn’t mind rain, after such a hot spell, rain was a welcome sign. She ignored hubby’s words and got busy with her work. Their kids came home soaking wet, once again Tom complained, ‘why do we have rain so frequently, look at the kids all wet and have ruined the rug, can we not do something about it? He groaned.

He sounded so funny, Julia burst out laughing, she replied, ‘I can’t stop the rain so quit complaining.’

Sometimes we humans do not realize, we have no hold over Nature, it will do whatever it wants, and our kicking and screaming will not solve anything. What we must do is enjoy whatever it throws upon us, we must grin and bear it, for we have no choice.

I hope Tom learns to enjoy the work of Nature and quits getting annoyed with everyone in the house!

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Daily Prompt : Zip

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Zip

My mom once told me to zip my mouth whenever I felt the urge to speak. Usually it was my older siblings who seemed they had nothing better to do than criticize me in all sorts of ways I detested. So I thought to defend myself I should speak up. It didn’t bode well with mom, she felt I’m too outspoken which would make me unpopular with friends in school, or outside when I meet people older than me. Of course in those days all the people I met were older, so I could see she had a point in restricting me.

This zipping my mouth had a bad effect later on in my life. My life in college proved to be stressful, girls in residence bullied me, because I was so quiet. I tried to speak when someone made a nasty comment, I couldn’t say anything as if someone had blocked my vocal chord and words were stuck.

There was an incident in college which is fresh in my memory, one of the girls’ said something to me and I couldn’t tell her off, then the other classmate who overheard it said,  ‘You have no backbone , why didn’t you tell her something?’

I was so hurt I stopped talking to her, which was one weapon I used when someone was mean. I personally think kids should not be restricted to speak, if someone misbehaves with them. After all out in the world they must be able to speak their mind, when no one else will defend them, they should be able to do so themselves!

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Daily Prompt :Avid

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Avid

Once upon a time I was an avid fan of the NHL games. I gave up watching it. There were issues in the game, I as a fan could not control. Each period was supposed to be an hour. Every time the referee blew the whistle the game stopped. The stop didn’t count how long they were on the ice but only how long they played.  This meant the one hour period would take as long as an hour and a half.

Added to the problem was the players fighting on the ice. This lengthened the period even more. No matter how ardent I was to know the result, my hunger for watching it diminished,  I started questioning myself, if all this  was  worth watching a game which would continue till the wee hours of the morning. It shortened my sleep time, which resulted in drowsiness throughout my work.

It wasn’t good for my teaching career. I decided to do what was best for me, quit watching these games!

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Rafi song –Mujhe darde dil ka pata na tha posted and translated by Ranu

A Hindi song, posted and translated by Ranu

I knew nothing of heartache,

Why did I meet you

I was happy and had fun alone

Why did I meet you

We were lost in our journey

In far off places

We were traveling separately

Why did I meet you

I’m not a moon giving light

in the evening

Neither am I a lamp of healing

I’m only a small lamp of the road

Why did I meet you!

 

Daily Prompt : Spike

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Spike

I bought a piece of flank steak a few days ago. I wondered how will I cook it, will I bake it, fry it, or simply boil it. None of these methods sounded right to cook this piece of meat,  then thanks to my active mind I came up with a solution I liked but what about my readers will they approve?

I picked up the flank steak

I decided it’ll  be fine to make

Sheesh Kebab I said out loud

This made me so good and proud

I started cutting square sized pieces

Soaked them in lemon and spices

Let them marinade for few hours

Gave them time to consolidate their powers

To make them immersed in a spicy meat sauce

It was then time to skewer them meats and sauce

On our small  revolving grill

Which did its job it was a  thrill

To watch the Spiked skewers

Cooking kebabs for us lovers

Who went berserk waiting

We couldn’t wait to be eating

Those delicious grilled Kebabs

Intended for the Bengali Sahibs!

 

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