Everyday Inspiration,Day Fifteen: Take a Cue From Your Reader

Day Fifteen: Take A Cue From Your Reader

I had one request, he asked me to write an anecdote.

This is a true story: One year I went To Chicago with my kids, one was a little over three years old and the second one was not quite two. 

My husband was sick with a terrible backache, he was unable to move. His brother who lives in Chicago, wanted us to go  see his little infant. I was reluctant to leave my husband by himself and go with our little kids. 

My spouse the eldest brother, felt it was his duty to go. After some discussion I agreed, little did I think how will I manage this task. 

When the plane landed at O’ hare airport, it was past 10:30 PM, Gander time. My kids were fast asleep on the seat. I shook my three-year old, she woke up immediately. The younger one didn’t move. I hesitated help from anyone. The passenger at the back said, ‘looks like you need help.’

I looked at him and nodded, he came forward, carried her out of the plane and waited for me. 

My brother-in-law came to receive us, he was surprised to see his niece in a stranger’s arm. 

He asked me, ‘looks like Anita, but who’s the gentleman carrying her?’

‘It’s a passenger, he took pity on me and asked if he can help.’

Two weeks later we were flying back to Gander, on the way we had a stop over in Montreal. Next day I had my luggage ready for our friend to give us a ride to the airport. 

I put my luggage in a cart and wheeled it in front of the Air Canada counter, the line was long. My friend said, ‘I will take care of the kids while you’re checking in.’ 

Moments later my friend was back with my older kid, ‘where is Anita I asked?

‘I don’t know, ‘ she said, ‘wasn’t she with you?’

“No.’ I said in panic.

I stepped back a few feet from the line, I saw Anita running, I ran as fast as I could  and picked her up in my arms, the escalator down was  a  yard or two away. I thought I’d lose my balance, checked myself and started walking. I forgot to pray or thank God for His help!

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#Everyday Inspiration, Day Fifteen: Take a Cue From Your Reader

Day Fifteen: Take a cue From Your Reader

“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and cure my loneliness.”___ Maya Angelou

*Tell us about a time when a piece of music moved you. Do you have an all-time favourite song?

Yes I do have an-all time favourite song, the lyrics was  written by Rabindranath Tagore.

It was significant to me because it has a very soft melody and sung by my favourite singer, Hemant Kumar one of the best singers in Bengal. Hemant had a magical voice anything he sang  was  so good I’d listen to the song a number of times.

Coming back to my all-time favourite song here it is with translation by me, Ranu:

The title is: “Chiro Aami”   “Forever Me”( The lyrics and music by Rabindranath Tagore)

When my footsteps are no longer visible on this place,

I will not row my boat,

my buying and selling will be completed,

My dues will be paid,

my coming and going will cease at this market.

You need not remember me,

or look up at the stars and call me.

My musical instrument will be covered with dust,

there will be thorny creepers growing around my house.

The garden will resemble as an unkempt place,

thick grass will be seen covering my garden.

Moss and lichen will surround the pond__

you need not remember me then or call me.

After my passing everything will look the same,

the flute will sound the same as now.

The days will go on as usual,

you will see the boats crowding the  wharves like now.

Shepherds will bring their cattle to graze,

they will play in the field,

while they wait for the cattle to complete eating their food.

But who can say I will not be there that day.

I will be back as a new person,

I will have new friends and I  will have a new identity.

I will come and go forever as usual,

only you won’t know me.

Try not to remember me  or look up at the stars and call me.

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Writing 101,Day 15: Take a cue from your readers, my favorite song, posted and translated by Ranu

Assignment: Choose one from the list.

Do you have an all-time favorite song? Why is it significant?

The following is my favorite song, its meaning is very deep, the poet himself writes about his suffering.

My heart cannot rest in this ravaged land,

No one feels fulfilled in this pointless world.

The nightingale does not complain ,

about the guard or the hunter.

I was destined to be imprisoned ,

during Spring harvest.

Tell my yearnings to go somewhere else,

There is no room in my tarnished heart for them.

The Nightingale feels great joy ,

sitting on a branch of flowers.

While my heart is strewn with thorns.

I prayed for a long life,

I was only decreed four days.

I spent two days longing,

and two waiting.

My days are over now,

and evening has fallen.

I intend to sleep with outstretched

legs, in my tomb.

How wretched am I !

I couldn’t even get two yards,

for burial in my beloved land!

The lyrics of the above song was written  by Bahadur Shah Zafar in prison, before he died.

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Writing 101, Day Fifteen

Write today’s post on ideas from your list. If you don’t have any ideas to choose from , not to worry. Here are four passages you can choose from to get you going.

I’d like to use the following passage:

“Without music, life would be a mistake.”

I love music always did from my childhood. I used to sit in a corner of our house, which was always vacant, it gave me an opportunity to sing songs I learned in school.

Once I went with my older sister to her colleagues house. She didn’t know how to entertain a quiet teenager like me . She quickly got her record player and Played a song by Tagore. I fell in love with that song and listened to it thirteen times. After the thirteenth time I did not ask to continue listening, I thought she might feel I am weird.

I loved the lyrics of the song, Tagore was a magician when it came to writing lyrics. Since it is in Bengali my mother tongue. I will translate it into English.

Here is the song I copied from YouTube:

Translated by Ranu.

The title of this song is “Forever Me” or “Chiro Aami” (Bengali)

There will come a time when my footsteps will not be visible in this market,

You will not see me rowing my boat,

before this happens, I will take care of my buying and selling and will pay my dues.

You will not see me visiting this market__

You do not have to think of me, or remember me,

Do not look up at the stars and call me.

You will feel my absence when you look at my things.

My musical instrument will be covered with dust,

Thorny creepers will grow around my house,

The garden will show signs of neglect as I would not be there

to take care of the grass,

Moss and lichen will surround the pond__

I do not expect you to remember me at that time or call me.

Everything will be the same,the flute will sound the same,

Days will go on the same as today,

The wharves will be filled with boats,

The shepherds will look after the cattle and play,

The cattle will graze, life will go on as usual.

Do not remember me or call me then.

Then one bright morning who can say I won’t be there?

Of course I will, I will have a new name and new friends,

I will take part in the games as before only I will have a new identity.

I will go on forever!

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