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 : Fragrance

In response to daily prompt : Fragrance

When I think of fragrance, aroma, or a pleasant smell,  I think of my mom’s chicken in yogurt sauce , instantly it awakens my appetite, I cannot  wait to taste it.

Chicken by itself has no pleasing qualities, whether I look at it or smell its flesh, it turns me off. I turn around  to see something more pleasing to my eyes than a body of a chicken. It is so strange when this same animal when it’s smeared with the spices in my mother’s cupboard, cooked by my mom, I forget an hour ago, I disliked it  and now am eager to eat it.

The spices my mother uses are, ginger, garlic, cumin, coriander, cloves, nutmeg, cardamoms green and brown, cayenne, cinnamon stick and the bay leaf,mixed together with fried onions, clarified butter and yogurt, they give  the most heavenly aroma.  These are the ingredients my mom uses to cook the chicken.

This is the   recipe to cook  chicken in yogurt sauce. It’s flavor is unbelievable and it is very tasty!

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Daily Prompt : Dormant

In response to daily post’s prompt : Dormant

The lion and the rabbit

The Dormant lion woke up when it felt someone tickling his ear. It roared so loud the tiny rabbit, jumped to run away. Unfortunately it couldn’t go too far, the lion caught it with its paw. He yelled and said,   ‘how dare you tickle my ear, I’ll eat you with one gulp.’

It scared little rabbit, it begged the king of the jungle to set it free, ‘my mom is waiting for me, it’s dinner time.’

‘Huh,’ said the lion, ‘you think I care if your mother doesn’t see you again, besides I’m famished, I want food now, I know you are a  tasty treat.’

The rabbit begged it not to eat it,  ‘my meat is not tasty at all, if you eat me you’ll get sick,  this is what mom said.’

‘Oh yeah, how does your mother know? I’d like to see your mom.’

Little rabbit led the lion to its mother’s place, they walked on and on and on, the lion felt tired, ‘he growled and said,  ‘if you don’t take me to your mom’s house soon , I will eat you right now.’

‘Let’s hop on, said the rabbit,  I can see my mom’s place, we’ll reach there in a jiffy.’

The lion started walking slowly, suddenly it collapsed, it closed its eyes and it started snoring.

The rabbit yelled, ‘yahoo, time to run .’

And he ran all the way home!

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Daily Prompt : Gate

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

The word, Gate, reminds me of an incidence, where I needed to see my uncle to sign his name and stamp his official seal on the piece of paper acknowledging, I am who the paper says I am.

I took the  stairs to reach the seventh floor, and then walked a few yards to the door of his office. Suddenly someone guarding the door stopped me,  his question,  ‘whom do you want?’

I said my uncle’s name, he handed me a piece of paper,  ‘Write your name and the purpose of your visit.’

I quickly wrote my name, and made it a point to include my last name. The guy told me to wait outside the door.

Within minutes my uncle came rushing to the door, he looked at the man minding the gate and said, “Do you know she is my niece, how dare you let her stand outside the door.”

The guy apologized and replied,   ‘but  she did not tell me you are her uncle!’

What happened to the gate man I don’t know, I did feel he’d have some explaining to do!

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Daily Prompt : Lollipop

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

I very seldom tasted lollipop as a child, my Dad discouraged us, to him it had no nutritional value. I think he knew his kids like others in the neighborhood, would suck it and leave it on the grass or any kind of bench, lick it and leave it again.

He did not like seeing something sweet and sticky, left for the flies to sit on  and could visualize one of his kids go back and forth to lick some more of that disgusting candy on a small stick.

I’d say kids are different from adults, they are carefree they do things without thinking, like leaving a licked candy on a bench or floor and go back for the taste of the smeared candy with dust or whatever  without thinking . This is why I believe kids are innocent, their lives are simple, they see their surrounding as innocent.

If you tell a kid,   ‘throw away this candy, it’s not good for you.’

They’ll immediately question your judgment,  to him or her, it’s all right, we are strange adults who have no idea what we’re talking about.

But we adults try to keep our kids safe, sometimes it backfires, because they do things behind our back. This is when their innocence takes a hit.

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Daily Prompt : Disastrous

In response to one-word prompt : Disastrous

The disastrous fire in Fort McMurray, last year,

Caused a lot of damage to the families living there.

Many  lost everything they had,

Watching houses burning was sad.

Thank God, Red Cross, helped the victims last year!

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Daily Prompt : Soil, A poem posted by Ranu, written by Sir Walter Scott

In response to daily post’s prompt : Soil

This is a poem written by Sir Walter Scott:

Breathes there the man, with soul so dead,

Who never to himself hath said,

This is my own my native land!

Whose heart hath never within him burn’d,

As home his footsteps he hath turn’d,

From wondering on a foreign strand!

If such there breathe,  go, mark him well,

For him no minstrel raptures swell;

High though his titles, proud his name,

Boundless his wealth as wish can claim;

Despite those titles, power and pelf,

The wretch concentrated all in self,

Living, shall forfeit fair renown,

And, doubly dying, shall go down

To the vile dust, from whence he sprung,

Unwept, unhonour’d, and unsung.

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Daily Prompt : Edible

In response to the prompt : Edible

My unfortunate experience at a restaurant!

Yesterday I was not in a mood to cook, I had cooked   food in my fridge, but I craved to eat out. I told my daughter,  ‘let’s go out for supper.’

Selina  said, ‘okay, I’ll check restaurants online.’

There were two new ones, we opted for the one we were familiar with.

We were happy going to a known restaurant than the unknown. We arrived at the parking lot and noticed there were a  few cars. Our impression was it’s a good day, why would people go to a restaurant, perhaps they preferred a picnic outdoors.

When we entered the restaurant the manager greeted us. It surprised me,  but did not suspect anything, when he opened the menu and said, ‘ we cannot use our grill, we cannot offer grilled chicken beef or hamburgers, but you can order sandwiches or salads.’

We understood why he greeted us.

Both Selina and I ordered a steak salad and asked the hostess if there was any problem, she offered to check inside. A few minutes later, she came back and said, ‘ It’s okay to order steak salad, it won’t take long.’

We placed our order, it took more than forty-five minutes to get our salads. The plate had mostly lettuce , which didn’t look at all appetizing. There were chunks of meat,and goat cheese on the lettuce leaves.

We put up a brave face and started eating I tried to chew a piece of meat which was not so good, I was having a tough time swallowing, I managed after shoving some lettuce in my mouth, it was an ordeal. After spending a few more minutes to eat the inedible salad, we both gave up and waited till the waitress came back.

She noticed we had our plates full, she asked, ‘Do you want me to put it in a box for you?’

‘No,’  I said,  ‘bring the bill.’

She came back and said, ‘we won’t charge you for the salad, you didn’t really eat it.’

It was a nice gesture on her part. We thought the food did not look Edible!’

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Daily Prompt : Savor

In response to WordPress’s daily prompt : Savor

Chapli Kebab, a true story    🙂

While attending college in Lahore, we went on an educational trip to Peshawar, on our way we stopped at Landi kotal. I had no idea why we stopped there, we stayed on the bus.

My friend Saira pointed out a place where they were frying ground meat. She at once said,  ‘Chaman, look they are frying chapli Kebab, I think our Superintendent will order it for lunch.’

I wasn’t as enthusiastic as she was, my problem was they were cooking on the roadside, with all that dust blowing, it cannot be a healthy lunch for us. I at once exclaimed, ‘but Saira, they are frying outdoors, the place isn’t clean!’

Saira knew I had no idea how tasty these kebabs are, she laughed and replied,  ‘wait till you try it, you will never, forget how good they are.’

I was skeptical, ‘really are they as good as you say they are?’

Saira laughed,  ‘youll see.’

The kebabs were bought, and were served with naan. I reluctantly took a bite,  my idea of street food   changed after one bite. I started eating with unexplained relish. After each bite I exclaimed WOW! These are really good. I never ate anything this tasty.

It was the first time I had the opportunity to eat something which was not cooked by my Mom. This one  changed my negative thoughts  of street food.

This month of Ramadan I saw some videos of chapli kebab recipes, I watched a few and picked one to try myself, because I was fasting I could not taste it immediately, my daughter tasted it, she was stunned, Mom,  ‘these are so good!’ She said.

I am so lucky to Savor, these kebabs once again!

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