Daily Post Prompt : Fragile

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

This prompt reminds me of Shakespeare’s play, “As You Like It,”   in it in Act 11, Scene v11, is a phrase which begins with a monologue. It is  spoken by melancholy Jacques.

The speech compares the world to a stage and life to a play. Man’s life  sometimes is  compared to  the seven ages of a man.

Among the seven ages, the infant stage is the time when the human is most fragile. He/she depends solely on the caretaker whoever it might be a parent or a baby sitter. He is unable to do anything by himself, whether it’s feeding changing or bathing, he is dependent on his mom or his baby sitter.

This is the stage how he behaves towards people hinges on what he learns from his elders. He grows up believing people  looking after him as honest and truthful, by the time he learns what he’s taught is wrong, it’s too late, because his habit is already formed. This is why I’d say he is vulnerable.

The other stage I think people are insecure is the old age.  It’s the stage when most people are usually weak, sickly, and forgetful. They develop fear because they do not want to annoy their caretakers, otherwise they may be subjected to pain mentally and physically.

I had observed a few cases of vulnerability where the old man or woman was treated badly, but he/she was afraid to complain.

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Writing Prompt: Earworm

What song is stuck in your head(or on permanent rotation in your CD or MP3) Why does it speak to you?

The following song by Celine Dion is stuck in my head.

 

The song reminds me of the sinking of the ,”Titanic’. I can visualize how traumatic it was for all those people who thought they were safe and suddenly the claim it was unsinkable was only a claim.

They were caught by surprise and were I think desperately looking for something to hold onto to live. This type of catastrophe makes us realize how fragile life is and we should enjoy life every moment we’re alive the best way we can because tomorrow we may not see the light of day.

 

 

Birth Discussion by Tagore Translation by Ranu

This is another poem of Tagore,in this he talks to his mother about “Birth.”

The little boy calls his Mom and asks, ‘where did I come from

where did you pick me up from?

Hearing this Mom in a crying and laughing tone      hugged the boy in her chest_

‘you were a wish in my mind.’

You were in my imagination when I played with my doll, in my early morning prayer

I have taken you apart and put you together.

You were with my god    on my prayer throne,

I was thinking of you while I was praying to god.

‘In all my wish forever,in all of my love,

in my mother’s and grandmother’s heart,

in our old home    on my Devi’s lap

I don’t know how long you were hiding there.

In my youth when everything in me unfolded

you were mixed like a fragrance inside me,

you were present in my young body

giving away your gentle loveliness.

‘You are the precious love of all the gods    you are forever old,

you are as old as the morning light.

Your entry into the world is a dream that brings a flow of happiness

you have come to my heart as a new pleasure.

‘After seeing you suddenly    I didn’t understand your mystery___

you belonged to everyone, how did you become mine!

From that body to mine   you became Mom’s baby

with a beautiful smile you showed up on this earth.

‘I am afraid to lose you this is why  I want to hold on to you in my chest,

if you move away from me slightly I begin to cry____

I don’t know what kind of affection has trapped me, to me you are my worldly treasure I want to hold on to you

and  hide you in my fragile arms.’

Rabindranath Tagore with wife Mrinalini Devi from a Pirali Brahmin clan which some Tagores regularly married into (Photo credit: Wikipedia)