Tagore song translated and posted by ranu

I will not call, I will not call,

I will not call this way from outside.

If I can I will let my

Heart send the message.

The pain of longing rings at the bottom of my heart,

I know not where to find the one.

Who will unite the giver and receiver?

Will our pain be similar?

Will the Ganges river

Mix  with the dark

waters of the Jumna?

Will my pain unite with the one?

A tune sounded

It  came on its  own

At the time of leaving

It promised to be back.

I will not call, I will not call

I will not call this way from outside.

If I can I will let my

Heart send the message!

……………………………….. 🙂

Tagore song: Phire phire

blished on 6 Dec 2012

ফিরে ফিরে ডাক্‌ দেখি রে পরান খুলে, ডাক্‌ ডাক্‌ ডাক্‌ ফিরে ফিরে ।
দেখব কেমন রয় সে ভুলে ।।
সে ডাক বেড়াক বনে বনে, সে ডাক শুধাক জনে জনে,
সে ডাক বুকে দুঃখে সুখে ফিরুক দুলে ।।
সাঁঝ-সকালে রাত্রিবেলায় ক্ষণে ক্ষণে
একলা ব’সে ডাক্‌ দেখি তায় মনে মনে ।
নয়ন তোরই ডাকুক তারে, শ্রবণ রহুক পথের ধারে

Turn around and keep calling,

Will see how he can  forget you.

Let the call roam around in the woods,

let each one inquire about the call

let that call oscillate in your heart

in  sorrow and in  happiness.

In the evening, at night, each moment,

Sit alone and call in your mind.

Let your eyes call him,

let your hearing remain,

on the side of the road.

………………………….. 🙂

365 Writing Prompts:

I cannot recall trying to escape from anything.When I think of the word, there are many things a person tries to escape from not just physically remove oneself but mentally too.

I had the unfortunate experience of getting calls from relatives who wanted something. I politely refused but they were not willing to give up. The only way I thought I can stop this was to change my number I did that and felt good that they will have no way of contacting me.

Extreme boredom can also be a problem, I try to get out of it by finding things to do, like read a book, write a story ,listen to some music,call a friend and chat.

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: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/04/03/365-writing-prompts/

 

DP Daily Prompt: Earworm Post by Ranu

English: Lady with Musical Instrument in Bengal (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I probably wrote more about Tagore’s work than anything else. The task is,how can I weave all this in a book quote, film quote, or song lyric that’s hovering all around me,is something I never gave any thought. I know I’d have to pick one from the aforementioned topics.I wonder which one will be smooth sailing.

There is a song of Tagore,I heard it when I was in my teens.This song and its lyrics reverberates in my mind.It seems to be stuck.It wants to make a permanent house in my ears. The lyrics are very meaningful.

In the song Tagore talks about his death.He views everything to remain normal,except he will not be part of it. He knows his fans will miss him. He tells them not to remember him or try to call him.

I will embed the video of the song and translate it.

Forever Me by Tagore      Translation by Ranu

When my footprints,

are no longer visible on this path,

I will not row my boat here.

I’d be finished buying and selling

and I’d have paid my dues.

I will no longer visit this market.

You need not remember me or call me.

When my musical instrument is

covered with dust

the prickly thorns are surrounding

the doors of my house,

the flower garden  is taken

over by tall grass,

giving the look of a

place deserted,

the moss crowding the lake.

At that time you need not think of me or call me.

The flute will sound the same as now.

The days will pass as it does now.

The river banks will be full of boats,

the shepherds will tend their cattle as usual,

the cattle will graze in the field

and the shepherds will play.

When that day comes,

you need not remember me or call me.

When my footprints are no longer,

visible on this path,

who can be sure,

I’m not there.

I will participate in all games,

I will have new friends,

I will have a new name,

I will come and go forever!

When my footprints are no longer

visible on this path.

Do not call me or think of me!