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,


hindi song, posted and translated by ranu

Life is a puzzle!

What kind of riddle is life

Sometimes it makes us laugh 

and at times it makes us sad.

Sometimes our heart is unaware

Of following our dreams

One day the traveller of dreams

will leave ahead of dreams to the unknown

Those who decorated the Fair

Did so after facing sorrow and happiness

These are humans who chose silence

This is how they leave to the unknown alone,

What Kind Of Riddle Is Life!

#Shaping Your Story : Week Two

#Shaping Your Story : Week Two

The Invitation!

Friday fifteenth was Eid-al Fitr, a celebration by Muslims all over the world a day when Ramadan is over, it’s time to celebrate.

One of my friends invited me for Friday but  I could not make it so I asked the hostess if it’s all right for me to go and see her family and her mom on Saturday. She was gracious and said, ‘We’d love to see you on Saturday and we’d love you to have dinner with us.’

I was happy I’d  wish them, ‘Eid Mubarak,’ we’d  spend the evening with them.

Saturday morning I asked my daughter to drop me off at the friend’s house, she agreed but told me she couldn’t stay for dinner, she already had other plans. I said, ‘it’s all right I’ll let them know.’

Since Friday I kept thinking what will I take for the family, perhaps something from Costco, but I wasn’t quite happy taking sweet stuff.

Saturday morning I did my usual stuff like cleaning the kitchen and my room, at the same time wondering what will I wear, I kept the thought to rest and calmed myself saying, ‘I have plenty of clothes, I’ll pick one, it’s not a big deal.

In the afternoon I went to the mall with my daughter, she had some cards to buy while I waited for her. I sat on a bench and said, ‘I must take something with me, instantly I thought of Sugar Mama, a bakery store, it’ll be great to buy their impressive cupcakes for the family.’

I told Selina about my plan, she agreed it is the best gift for them.

We got out from the mall away we went to, “Sugar Mama,” picked a dozen cupcakes, before I got into the car, Selina said,  ‘Mom you better carry these on your lap I’m afraid to leave them at the back.’

On our way home for some reason I bent over to get the mail, so I won’t forget, while doing it I shook the cupcakes a bit and the ones on top had the icing ruined. My daughter was furious why I thought of the mail at that time. I remained calm thinking our hostess would forgive me for this.

We came home left the cupcakes in the porch, while I quickly washed and got ready for my prayer. When I was in the bathroom I heard the phone, immediately I had an ominous feeling that this was a call which will give me bad news. 

I shook off my negative feeling, said my prayer. I then checked who called, the number was unfamiliar,  I didn’t know if it was for me or was it a wrong number.

I picked up the receiver what I heard completely baffled me, she apologized for cancelling the invitation, said,   ‘Auntie  Uncle Rahman had a stroke, he is dead!’

I could not help thinking,   “Man Proposes God disposes,”   Mr. Rahman was a very good friend of our family!

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Tagore song,posted and translated by ranu

After many translations of Tagore’s songs and poems, I finally realize, it’s not enough that I am a Bengali, and can claim I understand his poems and his songs. There’s something missing in my translation. The fact that I’m not a Philosopher, therefore I am unable to create the philosophic angle of his song lyrics. Today I’ll make an attempt, hoping I truly comprehend what Tagore is telling us.

This song is in the form of a dialogue between nature and our feelings.

Cloud says, I shall go

Night says I am leaving

Ocean says the shore is found

I do not exist

Sorrow says I stay quiet

as a sign of his feet

I say I only want to give away

I want nothing more

Earth says you have the

welcome garland

Sky says you have

thousands of lights

Love says age after age

I stay awake for you

Death says I sail your life boat!

The question is who do you think

they are talking to?

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Shaping Your Story


Ramadan is  a fasting month that comes once a year. This year we started it on May 16th. Not all Muslims around the world started it on the same day. We were given a calendar from the local mosque, according to them, we were to start on the date I mentioned, regardless of the fact that others started a day later.

A month before  fasting, I got an eerie feeling will I successfully begin and end the month?

June is a long month for fasting in our city, we finish eating by 3 AM and continue until sunset, at this time, food or drink is not allowed.

So far I managed to fast nineteen days and I hope I’ll continue until it’s over.

Each morning I read the Quran after I finish eating. It reminds me I’m only here for a short while, the real place is hereafter. I try to think back if I have accumulated enough good deeds to get a place where I will not face any hardship.

It doesn’t matter what I think,   it’s up to God who decides our fate.

Fasting is one of the good deeds, I hope I can complete it  successfully this month without problems!

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Daily Prompt : Broken

In response to prompt :  Broken

An anecdote! 

Years ago my mom told me a story about an incident in her friend’s house.

Her friend agreed to raise a little girl whose parents could not afford to do so. The girl’s parents told the friend to let their daughter help her with small chores. She agreed. 

One day my mom went to visit her friend, who asked her to stay and have a cup of tea. with her.

My mom had heard about the little girl her friend was raising. She asked her how things were, the friend praised the little girl. My mom wanted to see the little one. Her friend asked her to bring a cup of tea for mom.

Minutes passed it was almost an hour but there was no tea. She called the girl and asked why she was taking so long. Slowly the girl came out of the kitchen, teary-eyed, holding a broken cup. When she  asked how did she break the cup, she replied, ‘I didn’t break it, I didn’t break it, the cup fell on the saucer and broke.’ After explaining about the cup, she broke into a loud weeping!

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Daily Prompt : Juxtapose

In response to prompt :  Juxtapose

My Effort To Juxtapose The Talent Of Federer And Nadal!

I know it’s a tall order but I’ll try it anyway,

Both are  excellent tennis players I’d say.

They’re rivals in this amazing sport,

They fulfill their dream on a tennis  court.

If I were to measure on which surface they thrive,

This is where I can compare their gift and drive.

Nadal plays much better on clay and can beat,

Federer and anyone else who dares to compete.

As for Federer he can show his mastery on grass,

Nadal will happily let Federer pass.

If I were to juxtapose these two players,

I’ll say one is a dirt-baller and the other a grass mower!

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Daily Prompt : Ceremony

In response to prompt : Ceremony

A Wedding Ceremony!

I was invited to my friend’s wedding ceremony when I was a college student. Her marriage was arranged by her parents. 

We had just finished high school and were in college. The wedding was a simple one. The groom seemed a bit older than my friend. 

My friend wore a red sari and gold jewelry given by her would be parents-in-law. The groom wore the traditional Indian white pants and shirt white shirt, on his head he wore a light turban.

The priest of the mosque performed the ceremony. After the completion of the ceremony the bride and groom had dinner. Then we the guests were seated to have a dinner of pilaf, roasted chicken and curried beef. For dessert  we had sweet yoghurt and gulab jaman and cheese balls in sweet syrup.Gulab Jaman and sweet cheese balls in syrup.We had a grand time, we loved the dessert more than the main course. Indian wedding is all about food and gorgeous saris worn by guests and the bride.

After the ceremony the newly weds went home and we the guests did the same. I had a lot of fun!

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Daily Prompt : Famous

In response to prompt : Famous

Famous vs Infamous!

Famous and Infamous is similar because both are descended from the Latin fama. Both means well-known, famous tells you about the positive traits of a human being, while infamous also means well-known but in a negative way.

When we think about Shakespeare, the word famous comes to mind. We think about his amazing plays, it tells us how talented he was. 

Infamous however has a negative meaning. When we think of an infamous person, we think of serial killers. 

It’s interesting how a simple prefix to a root word changes the meaning completely!


Daily Prompt : Doppelganger

In response to prompt :  Doppelganger

Regina  yelled out loud, ‘Hey Rita what were you doing across town yesterday?’

‘I was home all day, how did you see me across town,’ Rita said.

Regina continued, ‘oh come on I saw you, are you doing something behind your mom’s back?

Rita  was furious and  yelled, ‘no I’m doing nothing behind her back, you’re trying to get me in trouble.’

Our Prof. Mr. Hill overheard their conversation, he noticed Rita was edgy, he decided to step in and explain, ‘listen girls, let me set you straight  you must have seen someone who is a look-alike of your friend. So your friend wasn’t across town but the look-alike of your friend was, you must have seen Rita’s doppelganger.

doppelganger? Both girls yelled at once.

Yes said Prof. Hill,  a doppelganger is someone who is a look-alike.

Regina finally understood her mistake, she said, ‘oh like a twin?’

Yes said the smiling Prof.: in future do not make this mistake again!

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