365 Writing Prompts: Name that…you

Do you know the meaning of your name,and why your parents chose it? Do you think it suits you ? What about your children’s names?

My name is “CHAMAN,” it means a garden. When I think of a garden it gives me a feeling of complete joy.There are flowers, birds, insects, trees and oh so many more things.

The environment of the garden is peaceful, joyous, children playing ‘hide and seek,’ Mom resting and watching her pride and joy having a wonderful time.

My parents chose my name  immediately after I was born, I guess they consulted their friends and thought the name they chose was appropriate for the way I looked as a baby.

Garden reminds me of happiness,having a good time, pretty and so on. I was a happy child, I loved playing with my siblings and friends. I am happy and I love playing, this  means the name suits me.

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/09/02/365-writing-pr…-name-that-you

 

Tagore Song:Akaash jurhey posted and translated by Ranu

I hear the musical note

all over the sky

your name is ringing

in the middle of the stars

I know not when it came down

and touched my fate

its peaceful shower washed my pain!

On that dark night

my mind merged

with the star-filled sky.

This is how I want

my heart to unite with your name

and be busy with my life’s work!

: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/07/31/tagore-songakaash-jurhey

Writing Prompt: Furry

Turn to your co-workers,kids ,facebook  friends, family, – anyone who is accessible -an ask them to suggest an article,an adjective, and a noun. There’s your post title! Now write.

FURRY:

Furry is my middle name

Running around like crazy

Is my most favorite game

I hop here and I hop there

But I cannot go anywhere!

 

She says she’ll get me some company

Until that time comes I’ll be crazy

Living with humans is not a joke

They make me drink this horrid coke

Can anyone take me to a place

Where there is no human trace!

 

Then again I must agree

These are the best people

Who are taking care of me

They feed me and love me

They’ll do anything for me!

 

It was nice talking to you

Great folks, I’ll be back later

To tell you about my life 

Until then stay contented 

With yourself and your sweet Wife!

 

k: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/05/02/writing-prompt/

 

 

DP Daily Prompt : PAPA LOVES MAMBO

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In our house the music we loved to hear were, Hindi and Bengali songs. We learned to listen and appreciate the gifted singers. There were many.

The following are my favorite songs one in Hindi and one in Bengali.

The first song is in Bengali(my mother tongue)

Bengali translation by Ranu:

when my footsteps are no longer visible,

I won’t row my boat on this shore

I will complete buying and selling

My visits to this wharf will stop

you need not remember or

look at the stars and call me

when dust accumulates on

the strings of my musical instrument

prickly thorn would cover my doorway

you need not remember or call me

the flute will sound the same

you need not remember

or call me then

The flower garden will be covered

with weeds and tall grass

You need not remember or call me then

The large pond will be

encircled with moss

The wharf will be filled with boats

as it is now

At that time who will

say I am not there

in the morning

I will participate in

all the games

I will have a new name

I will play with my new friends

I will come and

go as usual

You need not

remember me or call me

when my footsteps

are no longer visible

in this market.

The following is a Hindi song: translated by Ranu

There will be no shortage

of fairs in this life

we will not be sorry

there will be time

when our journey

in this life will end

no one will accompany us

we will go alone

time, day, or season

will be unknown

the world is  a flowing river

our life is just a drop

how important is our life

water will mix with water

resulting in destruction

spring will repeat,

there will be memories

of loves lost

stop and breathe for a moment

the world will remain the same

the confusions of life will continue

the world will remain the same

it will be destroyed and rebuilt

The fairs of life will continue!!

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/20/daily-prompt-papa-loves-mambo/

DP Daily Prompt: Earworm Post by Ranu

English: Lady with Musical Instrument in Bengal

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!