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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Five sentence fiction: Diversions

Lillie McFerrin Writes

After the disappointing run at the Boston marathon, Patricia needed some kind of distraction to get over her failure to complete the marathon run.

She was disheartened by her friend Tracy, whose letter at the last minute destroyed her confidence.

Her mother suggested she could spend some time with her cousin Andrea, Andrea was an accomplished pianist ,  she volunteered to give Pat   piano lessons.

The two liked each others company, Pat was doing well  in the  lessons better  than anyone her cousin had taught, within a year Pat was playing the piano well enough to compete in the yearly music festival.

Pat registered in the competition, her cousin warned her not to expect too much,  “enjoy playing for the audience,” Andrea told her cousin, Pat learned from her earlier failure in the marathon  not to expect too much,  she entered  the competition without any expectation, the audience loved her performance, , the adjudicator was impressed with her showing, he placed her third, everything went well, Patricia  gave up running  and  concentrated on becoming an accomplished pianist  like her cousin!

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Daily Prompt: Nightmares

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Describe the last nightmare you remember having. What do you think it meant?

Lately I haven’t had any nightmares. Occasionally I’ve dreamed my purse is missing. I do get up and check if I really lost it . Fortunately I always see it where it’s supposed to be.

Why do I always have nightmares about missing my purse. I can only say I probably have fear of losing it, which is why I have this weird nightmare.

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365 Writing Prompt: Tell us your story

Tell us about a journey — whether a physical trip you took or an emotional one.

This trip was physical as well as emotional. It was one of those trips you hope no one will ever have to take. It was necessary for the family to find out whether there was any hope to get their most important family member get well. The first trip was within the country, where the physician without hesitation gave his verdict, it was pointless to have heart surgery because the patient would not be able to survive it.

Next step was to go somewhere else, the said patient was already too weak to undergo any kind of surgical procedure. The physician treating him was the best one, who admitted it won’t be easy, but he’d be able to operate.

The day of surgery was tense for the family members, on the appointed time the guy came to the hospital room to take the patient to the operating room  for surgery. As he was leaving he said, “do not wait in the hospital, go to your hotel, it will take hours to operate.”

The family members went back to the hotel but came back a few hours later. This is when the waiting game started. All the family members of the patients were leaving with a smile on their faces.

This family had no idea whether the surgery was completed, how was the patient, there was no one to give an answer. At about 10 pm the family was called, the physician showed up and gave his account of how the surgery went. The surgery was successful but the family needed to wait for seventy-two hours, before the physician would be able to say, if the patient will be okay.

After seventy-two hours the family was told the patient will be okay and he’d have to stay in the hospital for a month to recuperate.

A month later the patient was released and was allowed to take the flight home!

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Daily Prompt: Fill in the blank

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Three people walk into a bar, the bartender turned his attention to figure out if they’d come for some drinks or cause trouble. The three looked like they had joined together only recently. Mr. Smith, the bartender was an easy going man, who did not like any kind of problem.

He noticed there was a big burly dude, a skinny  tall guy and the third one had a long beard colored in a variety of colors. He addressed them at once, “Yes folks what brings you here?”

The beard man was somewhat haughty, “Why do you think, we’ve come here?” He was indignant.

“Well”,  said the bartender, “this is my way of starting a conversation”.

The skinny guy was fidgety, he couldn’t wait to tell the bartender, the purpose of their visit. He said in his shrill voice, ” what if I say we’ve come here to rob your money?”

“Then dear friends, I’ll hand you over to the police.” Mr. Smith the bartender replied.

The big burly dude realized his partners have made the situation unfriendly. It was his turn to smoothe the situation.  He calmly said, “Mr. Bartender, we did not come to cause trouble, we were walking along the road looking for a place where we could sit and have some drinks, please ignore my friends here, I apologize on their behalf.”

The bartender breathed a sigh of relief, he took their order. The drinks were served, the people had their much needed rest. They paid the bartender handsomely and left!

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Daily Prompt:Pick Me Up

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What is the one word or phrase or phrase that immediately cheers you up when you hear it?

I remember I just completed writing 101 and posted it on the blog. I was hoping someone would write a comment for my writing. To my delight  I received a comment from  Dr. Miller, she  wrote this  after she read my post: “A beautiful piece told with so much strength of character and emotion. Thank you for sharing your self and beliefs so openly and with so much inner light shining through. Best wishes for much success in your writing . You have made such a wonderful start here.”

It sure made my day, I never expected anyone to write such a beautiful comment for my writing. I try to believe in my self more after this comment. It has motivated me so much I look forward to writing posts, whenever I get a chance.

Dr. Miller’s comment cheered me up a lot, and I felt that we all should learn from it and try to cheer up our fellow bloggers or the children we teach. The world would be a much better place I know!

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Fiction: Steam

Lillie McFerrin Writes

Patricia told her mom she’d like to run the Boston marathon, mother wasn’t sure Pat was trained enough, even though she qualified for the marathon.

Mom was   one  of those people who’d never think of discouraging her kid.

Mother and daughter reached  Boston two days before the marathon, Patricia was confident she’d be able to do well.

On the day of the marathon she received a very discouraging letter, it was from her best friend Tracy, she wrote, it was a very difficult course, she doubts Pat will be able to complete it.

Patricia read the letter several times, she could not believe Tracy would discourage her, she tried to ignore the contents of the letter, she started the run , she’d reached halfway, when she felt terrible cramps, she began to limp, finally a gust of wind blew her off course she fell down, she did not have enough strength to continue!

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Daily Prompt: The Zone

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Tell us about your favorite way to get lost in a simple activity– running, chopping vegetables,folding laundry, whatever. What’s it like when you’re in the zone?

I consider chopping vegetables one of the most boring things we’re made to do. Why can’t I tell the vegetables to chop themselves and be ready for me to cook which can make my work so much easier, all I have to do is cook.

On dull dreary days when I sit with a basket full of vegetables to chop wash and get ready for supper. My mind wanders off to my past, when the rabbits in our vegetable garden would lie on the garden and swiftly eat the carrots they could get hold of. The gardener would hastily shoo them off, so his vegetable garden is not a mess.

I’d get immense pleasure watching the rabbits and the gardener having a battle, one trying to save the vegetables the other trying to gobble it up.

I’d be the bystander asking the gardener what happened and laughed whenever he complained about the rabbits destroying his garden, “Do something I’d say. ”

He’d be angry and reply, “do what Bibi, tell me?”

“Control those rabbits, ” I’d say.

He’d murmur something under his breath and move on.

Those times were happy times, I did not have to chop vegetables, the servant did. We ate the ready made product. Suddenly I’d hear my daughter, “Mom are you daydreaming, I’m hungry, can you cook fast?”

I must have done the same thing to my mom, asking her to finish cooking so I could eat. Those were the days I thought will never end but it did and I feel nostalgic thinking about them.

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365 Writing Prompts: Fictional elevator

You’re stuck in the elevator with an intriguing stranger. Write this scene.

I came out of Selfridges  The department store in London, England for  some reason, I was in a hurry to get the Piccadilly line underground tube train. I took the first available elevator, well this is when my plan to get back to my residence in a hurry failed.

I noticed there were others who were in the elevator, they looked like people from some other planet, their language and their behavior was something I hadn’t encountered before. I took a spot and stood there hoping I’d reach the ground fast.

It was not to be, immediately after I entered the door closed. I heard someone say, ” welcome Miss to our unbelievable device, it will take you wherever you want to go, you need to have patience.”

I think I was scared I never heard  an elevator speaking before, in a moment of frenzy I spoke out loud, ” I do not have time, I have to catch my train as soon as possible.”

I had barely finished talking, when right there before me was an odd looking stranger, half his face was covered with a long flowing beard, the other half was clean shaved, when he spoke his teeth resembled Gabriel and Rafa’s, my feline friends, he was wearing Rumplestilskin’s boots and every second made a noise, enough to frighten the bravest human being. As you can guess I am the most  timid person who ever set foot on this planet.

Upon seeing this stranger I looked for another spot to move into, his form seemed to cover the length and width of the elevator, “Miss stay still this is my order or I’ll turn you into a werewolf.”

“Please don’t change me into anything I won’t move from my spot.” I said.

Hearing me speak brought about an earth shaking laughter out of him, I felt the elevator would come apart.

“This  device will take us to an unknown destination, you’d be able to eat and drink, there will be fairies to entertain you, you must stay calm or we’ll end up in a dungeon,return from there would be impossible,” he yelled!

Those words scared me I completely froze and tried to think of the prayers my mom taught me to escape from danger. While I was trying to recall which prayer  would be more suitable. I heard a loud alarm.

The weird man was trying to get my attention, “Hey you he said, did you hear my warning?”

“Warning? ” I repeated !

“Yes, you forgot about the dungeon, from where you never can come out?”

“I do ,Really I remember, I thought you said something else I did not hear?”

“Want me to speak louder?”

“Oh no, I was nervous, I cannot remember what I said?

He seemed to take pity on me and calmed right down, in a very low and friendly voice he said, “I’ll reach you to the right floor so you can take the tube train to, did you mention Piccadilly line?”

“Yes sir, thank you, thank you,” I said with a frightened voice.

“Here we are”, said the spooky guy. “Do not tell anyone about your experience, if you betray me, I’ll come after you, so beware, just tell them you met this awesome nice guy who took you for a ride in his very own elevator, Cheerio folks!”

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365 Writing Prompt: Green-eyed

Tell us about the last time you were really truly jealous of someone. Did you act on it? Did it hurt your relationship?

I cannot recall ever being jealous of anyone. I remember when I was in grade two I was fascinated by a three strand fake pearl necklace worn by a classmate of mine. I liked it and wished I had one of those. I did not have any ill-feeling towards her.

I never mentioned it to my Mom or Dad about it. Had I mentioned it, my Mom would not have paid any attention and my Dad probably would think for a few minutes and observe me for a day or two. If I failed to mention it a second time, he’d be glad and would say to himself,”it was a passing fancy and there was no need to worry.”

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