Daily Prompt : Gray

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Gray

Grumpy Tom

He looked at the thick Gray clouds and muttered, ‘it’s going to be another rainy day honey.’

Julia didn’t mind rain, after such a hot spell, rain was a welcome sign. She ignored hubby’s words and got busy with her work. Their kids came home soaking wet, once again Tom complained, ‘why do we have rain so frequently, look at the kids all wet and have ruined the rug, can we not do something about it? He groaned.

He sounded so funny, Julia burst out laughing, she replied, ‘I can’t stop the rain so quit complaining.’

Sometimes we humans do not realize, we have no hold over Nature, it will do whatever it wants, and our kicking and screaming will not solve anything. What we must do is enjoy whatever it throws upon us, we must grin and bear it, for we have no choice.

I hope Tom learns to enjoy the work of Nature and quits getting annoyed with everyone in the house!

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Blogging 101,Day Four: Identify Your Audience

Today’s assignment: publish a post you’d like your ideal audience member to read, and include a new-to-you element in it.

Today I have chosen Rabindranath Tagore my favorite poet to write about. Tagore’s poems and song lyrics portrays everything from nature, to human misery, to happiness, he has covered it all.

I will write his poems and song lyrics which is all about nature. I am positive, he felt the same as William Wordsworth who wrote and I quote here: The world is too much with us ; late and soon, getting and spending , we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; we have given our hearts away, a sordid boon.

Tagore loved Nature which is why he hated to study in an enclosed building. Humans should have the freedom to enjoy nature. With this in mind, he built the school named, Shanti Niketon(house of peace) here students studied outdoors, they had the freedom to move around.

Tagore loved children, he wrote song lyrics and poems with children on his mind.One reason could be he lost his mother when he was very young, this probably encouraged him to write poems about the interaction of a child with his/her mother.

I have known Tagore’s poems from a very early age, partly because the poet and I speak the same language i.e. Bengali ,I lived in Bengal, my parents were Bengalis. I am very fond of poetry and Music, Tagore’s work provided all of that.

Today I have embedded  a children’s song , the lyrics are written by Tagore. The subject is “Freedom”.

This is my translation:

Let us have freedom,do not hold us back

just like the birds in the woods that  fly around happily

Like the heavy rain, that falls without resistance

Like the  bondless  clouds and wind that move around in the skies

Like the dance of the firewood that encircles everything

Like the thunder that roars from the cloud

Like the roar of uncontrolled laughter where there is no barrier.

Let us have freedom, do not hold us back!

 

This is my day four assignment. I have tried to attract those adults who are children at heart as I am.

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Tagore song: singer Hemant Kumar Posted and translated by Ranu

গোধূলিগগনে মেঘে ঢেকেছিল তারা
আমার যা কথা ছিল হয়ে গেল সারা ।।
হয়তো সে তুমি শোন নাই, সহজে বিদায় দিলে তাই –
আকাশ মুখর ছিল যে তখন, ঝরোঝরো বারিধারা ।।
চেয়েছিনু যবে মুখে তোলো নাই আঁখি,
আঁধারে নীরব ব্যথা দিয়েছিল ঢাকি ।
আর কি কখনো কবে এমন সন্ধ্যা হবে –
জনমের মতো হায় হয়ে গেল হারা ।।

The clouds in the evening sky covered the stars

I was able to say what was on my mind.

Maybe you didn’t listen,

which is why you bid me goodbye with ease-

The sky was resounding with shower of rain.

When I looked at you , you failed to look up,

The darkness quietly covered the pain.

Will there ever be an evening like this-

Alas it is lost forever!

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Daily Prompt: The Full Moon

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When the full moon happens, you turn into  a person who’s the opposite of who you normally are. Describe the new you.

I’m always a happy person by nature. A full moon to me means a joyous occasion, everything is bright, the dark night changes into a very bright sky, the earth, the people are all happy.

To be opposite of me would be to be an unhappy me  instead of enjoying the bright moon I’m sad, I’m cranky,I dislike everything around me . I sit and sulk, I stop smiling, I want everyone to leave me alone and I write poems that makes humanity cringe.

I’d rather write a poem that makes all of nature happy, like:

Come one come all the full moon is here

Let us celebrate with fiddles and drums

Wake up all of you let’s look and sing

For this is a time to be jolly and giving

Do not stop smiling, do not start sulking

For nature will invite the clouds

To cover the full moon and darken the sky

We’d be looking up and saying

Please clouds let the moon be free

So we can sing about the full moon with glee!

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Tagore song posted and translated by ranu

Sunlight is peering through the clouds,

It’s not cloudy anymore.

We have a holiday today,

I don’t know what to do.

Which forest shall we choose to get lost?

Which playground shall we choose to run,

I will make a boat with paper,

and decorate it with flowers.

I’ll set it afloat in the large pond,

And watch it swing and float.

The shepherd and I will look after the cattle

and blow the horn.

I will roll in the jasmine bushes,

and smear myself with the scent of flowers!

: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/08/12/tagore-song-po…slated-by-ranu

Tagore song: tumi shondhar o megh o mala,singer Srikanto,Translated by Ranu

You are evenings ray of clouds

You I worship

My boundless sky

I gathered the sweetness from my heart

And created you

You are mine,you are mine

My boundless sky

You are evenings ray of clouds

You I worship

I have painted your feet

Crimson red with my blood

Oh evenings dreamy sky

I have drawn your lips

with the mixture of sweetness and

bitterness of my life

you are mine

My solitary soul

You are evenings ray of clouds

My incomprehensible dream

I have dressed your charming eyes

I have wrapped my music

in every part of your body

You are mine, you are mine

Oh my boundless sky

You I worship!!

 

 

A to Z Participant 2014

Aiming for rain I sat for hours

April did not bring the showers

As I was pleading the sky for moisture

All I saw was flakes of snow that felt like torture

Amy came and sang in glee

Awkwardly I looked and made my plea

Are you really happy to see the snow

Achingly I left her you know

Again I  looked way up in the sky

Awaiting for the clouds, I sigh!

http://www. a-to-z challenge.com/

 

 

DP Daily Prompt: Bookworms Post by Ranu

Nigerian farmers working in field in Middle Belt

Nigerian farmers working in field in Middle Belt (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The word I found is ‘Nature’.I did a Google image  search of the word. This is what the image is. I am looking at it.On the ground is a large piece of land.The place is quiet,there is no movement on the field.I am imagining it to be a farmland,the farmers have left after planting the crops.The division of the field into rows gives the impression.

In the background there are many large trees, in between there is a path,perhaps it is where the houses of the farmers are located. Up above there are clouds moving in warning everyone the rain is about to fall,the farmers should take cover.

It must be a welcome sight for the people,the fields are dry,water is needed to enliven the field.

Soon nature will make everything green and lively,the plants will grow,the farmers will flock to the fields to harvest the crops.They will collect their produce and keep some for themselves and sell the rest.

Then they all will have ‘Thanksgiving’ dinner . They will sit around and make plans for next year’s crop.