DP Daily Prompt: Share The Love Post by Ranu

Dr. Allama Muhammad Iqbal (1877-1938), a notable Muslim philosopher, poet and scholar from India (then British India) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

My online journey began in November 2011. I did not start blogging then,I registered for a course to study about the great poet and Philospher, Sir Allama Mohammad Iqbal. This course is offered by Iqbal Academy.The course facilitator is ,Khurram Ali Shafique. Because I showed a lot of interest about the great poet and Philosopher,I was asked if I was interested to register for the course offered by the academy. I was thrilled and immediately indicated I would be glad to study about Iqbal.Mr Shafique registered me at once, thus began my online journey. A few months later,Robert a course participant started a blog, I read it and wanted to know from Mr. Shafique,if I could start one of my own. He encouraged me and thought it would be a good idea.

I was not familiar how to get started.My daughter,Selina is a computer programmer. She did some research and found WordPress to be the best of the ones she read about. I did not know much about blogging,I roamed around and read the posts of different bloggers.The ones I picked were the ones written by other participants who were registered for the same course.Every now and then I would yell out,’Selina , can you help me?’

I must say I am somewhat comfortable writing the posts. I am grateful to Mr. Shafique, despite his busy schedule, he takes time to read my blogs and leaves a comment. Mr. Akhtar Wasim Dar is another person who has from time to time given me advice about my posts and is always very generous when he writes his comments. He gave me the idea of translating, Rabindranath Tagore’s poems. He takes his time, reads them and leaves amazing comments. Robert is another course participant who helps me immensely. He never fails to read all my posts and types his wonderful comments. I could not just name one person,all these wonderful people are behind my blogging. I am glad I got this opportunity to do something I dearly love. I get the privilege of reading some very amazing posts.

porichay Introduction By Tagore Translated by Ranu

English: Rabindranath Tagore Русский: Тагор, Рабиндранат (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The boat docked at this wharf one day

it’s speed was like the breeze of fresh spring.

You called me and asked

‘do you have an identity,

where will you go?’

I just replied,’who knows!’

The river swayed,the rope was pulled__

Alone I sat and sang a painful song of my youth.

hearing that song

young men and women  under the flowered tree

picked the red flower__

gave it to me and responded,’ he is our acquaintance.’

Nothing else,

this was my first introduction.

Then during flood-tide

the game of ripples was completed;

song of the fatigued cuckoo

brings to mind the discourse of the days gone by;

the sweet smelling flowers falling,

floating far away,

are the remains from the previous night’s merriment

English: Ebbing tide on Sango Beach (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

lacerated

insignificant.

with the pull of the ebbing tide

the boat flows away towards the ocean.

the new passengers, boys and girls

call from far away,

‘watching the evening star

who are you rowing the boat?’

I pulled the string of my sitar,

sang once more,

‘let my name be known as,

your acquaintance,

and nothing else___

let this be my last introduction.’