Hindi song: Posted and translated by Ranu

In your world it is better

to die than to live.

Tears and sighs are widespread

No matter where my heart leads me.

I wish there was  a home where I could find love.

Unfortunately all I see are cheerless faces,

The same sorrow and despair,

wherever my travel takes me.

“O ruler of the sky, tell me how bad will it be,

to send a few gales of happiness,this way!”

……………………………. 🙂

 

 

DP Daily Prompt: Freaky Friday Post by Ranu

I would like my friend Mini to spend a day as me. She has known me for a while. My friend like they say,”Was born with a silver spoon in her mouth”. She doesn’t quite know how to survive without that spoon.

Silver spoon

Silver spoon (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I on the other hand am completely different. I would like to see her reaction,after she spends a day as me. First of all a nine to four job,secondly come home and look after three kids,feed them,spend time with them.The third to cook our meal,eat,do the dishes,sit with the kids to assist them with homework.The point to remember here is these things are to be done by her.There are no servants to pick up, clean up,the whole bit.All these things will be her responsibility.

After spending the day doing what I do. She will not like the experience.She will realize how helpful her servants are.She would stop yelling at them every few minutes. She will treat them kindly. She will give them some time to rest.

Last thing she will learn from this, is how lucky she is and should be thankful to the Creator and His creation!

Two Birds by R.Tagore Translated by Ranu

little shag on a perch

little shag on a perch (Photo credit: Brenda Anderson)

A pet Sun Parakeet (also known as a Sun Conure...

A pet Sun Parakeet (also known as a Sun Conure) in parrot cage. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I read this poem, a number of times, I now have reached the conclusion,Tagore’s poem has a deeper meaning

than just, Two Birds living in two different places ,wanting to live together.

Readers, what do you think?

Two Birds    by Rabindranath Tagore

Two birds,living in separate abodes        one in a gold cage

and the other in a forest.

Once upon a time I don’t know how                they met each other,

it is hard to fathom what the  creator  was thinking.

The bird from the forest uttered                      ‘my brother in the gold cage,

let us go to the forest together.’

Bird in the cage said,                                 ‘bird from the forest,come

let’s stay in the cage quietly.’

Bird in the forest replied , ‘ No,

I refuse to be barred in the cage.

Bird in the cage remarked, ‘alas,

how will I go to the forest.

The bird in the forest sings                            perched outside

all the songs of the forest,

bird in the cage repeats                          everything by rote___

they  spoke  two different languages.

Bird from the forest announced          ‘brother in the cage,

sing a forest song!’

Bird in the cage responded,                ‘my brother of the forest,

let’s learn the song of the cage.’

The bird from the forest answered,  ‘No,

I don’t want to learn  a song that is taught.’

Bird in the cage replied,   ‘Alas,

how will I sing a forest song.’

Bird from the forest announced,                     ‘the sky is deep blue,

I have no barrier ,I am free.’

Bird from the cage said,                                        ‘the cage is neat and clean

it is covered all around.’

Bird in the forest replied,                        ‘set yourself free

and reach the clouds.’

Bird in the cage answered,                ‘in the quiet cozy cage

capture yourself.’

Bird in the forest said,’No,

where will I fly there!’

Bird in the cage replied,     ‘Alas,

where is the place in the clouds to perch!’

The birds,         love each other so much,

still they are unable to stay close to each other.

Between the spaces in the cage               opposite face to face,

they quietly stare at each other.

the two are unable                     to understand each other,

and cannot explain why?

Both alone              flap their wings,

call in a piteous voice,  ‘come closer.’

Bird in the forest cries,      ‘No,

who knows when the cage will be shut.’

Bird in the cage replied,   ‘Alas,

I don’t have strength to fly.’