Fire of Music by Tagore Sung by Pratima Mukhopadhay Translated by Ranu

You have attached the fire of

Music in my heart

This fire has spread everywhere

Everywhere everywhere

On all  the branches of dead trees

This fire is dancing

At the beat of this music

To whom in the sky

Is it extending its hands

You have attached the fire of

Music in my heart

The stars in the dark sky

Are struck with wonder

What kind of crazy wind is blowing

On a clear midnight sky

What suddenly blossomed

The golden lotus has blossomed

Who knows what kind of

Charm the fire has

You have attached the fire of

Music in my heart!




I is for Iris


In my heart

There is a little voice

It tells me what I must do

I have no choice!


In my heart

There is a little voice

Iris is a beautiful flower

It tells me not to pick it

But just enjoy it!


In my heart

My little voice

Is always warning me

To be kind and gentle

To the people of this world!


I am a product

Of my little voice

I have to listen to it

Don’t you see

I will feel awful if you disagree!







DP Daily Prompt: Why Can’t We Be Friends

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Do you find it easy to make new friends? Tell us how you’ve mastered the art of befriending a new person.

Friends I have very few,you won’t even need five fingers on your right hand to count them. I don’t easily make friends,it’s my personality, I’d say.

I have a tough time starting a conversation with a stranger, so they,I mean the strangers,have plenty to say about me, e.g., she is too proud,she is dumb, unsocial, they use all the adjectives they can find to describe me. Does it bother me? Nope I ignore these comments because I know who I am.

So far I cannot recall befriending a single soul. I love my quiet time and too many friends will take it away from me.Is this who I am,no but the fact is I grew up in a large family, my siblings were the ones with whom I spent my waking time,I talked,I played , I teased them, we had nothing to worry about losing friends,my siblings except one were always there for me, and I did the same for them.

When I went to college I was homesick, my siblings were not there to ask me anything. There were a whole bunch of girls busy with girl talk, I didn’t belong,so I was in no hurry to have any of them as my friend.

I spent week-ends in my local guardian’s house, he was a kind man,I loved talking to him about my family about college studies and everything. He was a delightful listener and I enjoyed telling him about the weirdos in the hostel.

This probably explains about friends or befriending,I  have no qualms talking about it.