“Come Out,come away”

When I sit in the morning outside on the deck of my boat,before the majestic purple of the mountains crowned with the morning light,I know that I am eternal that I am ananda-rupam.

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My true form is not that of flesh and blood,but of joy.In the world where we habitually live,the self is so predominant that everything in it is of our own making and we starve because we have to feed upon ourselves. To know the truth is to become true;there is no other way.When we live the life of self,it is not possible for us to realize truth.

“Come out,come away.” This is the urgent cry we have in our soul-the cry in the blood of the chick,living in its shell.

These lines are from the book “Letters to Friend” by Rabindranath Tagore from page no 71 when he was in Srinagar Kashmir(October 1915).I don’t have any words or story to take a dig ,just a prevailing silence and willing to share with the readers.

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Feeling Blessed to be part of such a old Book(Letters to Friend)

This book is very old and Tagore’s hand writing along with an old stamp is absolute bonus ,feeling so lucky to borrow from the local library.

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I must say this book is deep work of consciousness.The writer’s acceptance of his inner and outer world with full grace,glorified situations on positive note every single time,with his all time favourite companionship of nature.So far I have read only around 40 pages but I can feel an intense stillness which made its path through acceptance and deep realisation of life.Before the actual chapters begin,there is an essay on personality of Tagore gives insight how he found his bonding with nature in its fullest expression.These lines showcases,how he witnessed silently

“Sometimes I would pass many months alone without speaking ,till the voice grew thin & weak due to lack of use”.

The essay summarises influencing factors and how Tagore’s consciousness progressed towards using literature for country’s well-being resulted in opening a school in the lap of nature named as “Shantiniketan”.This video gives a good presentation of the place’s art work with Bengali language in the background.

This line touched me“I know that I must pass through death.God Knows it is the death-pang that is tearing open my heart”.Tagore had given death a liberating and an eternal truth face,clearly reflects how much he was in pain when surrounded by death of family members.As an artist,he took death as clay and moulded completely into a different shape.

I completely feel that I would be hunting lots of words to do full justice with the book review in the next post.

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The Post Office(A boy’s paradise to be life)

I am starting this blog with an apology for all the readers because they might find this review not capable to capture the level of vibrancy that this young boy Amal holds.

Despite of illness,the boy was full of enthusiasm/energy  talking to different people via room window.His conversations were full of questions & answers so joyfully that actually made other people felt so divine about their work which they considered not much value.The talkative boy whoever he met like curd man,flower-seller,took no time to imagine small small details like how curd yells to sell,how his wife make cow stand in morning must be ful of fun.

I felt the need to watch it as well and this video definitely does full justice to the reading,unfortunately this is not available with English subtitles.

My favourite part of story when he expressed his desire to be like the man whom he met seeking work carrying brass pot and pile of bamboo woods on his head.He clearly was even more excited if he fails to find work because then he can watch that tired man sitting under fig tree,washing his feet in river stream,eating his lunch,it simply implies writer’s message that whatever struggle time of life is there ,it has nothing to do with opportunity you can always create to sing in tune with life.

His ultimate desire to be postman to deliver king’s message of love to houses in different countries,represents the fact, he just wanted to be ambassador of profound life unblocking our limited view towards normal daily small and simple things  of life.

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POST OFFICE by TAGORE, RABINDRANATH (2002) Paperback

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Dhai Aakhar Prem Ka Review(shesh rokkha)

This simple, comedy story written by Rabindranath Tagore is must watch episode of TV series Stories by Rabindranath Tagore.I tried to look for book but can’t find it,even though searched by original name of  Shesh Rokkha of story, but I couldn’t stop myself to post my views when I watched the story on TV.

I liked the slow-pace start of the story in which all poetry lovers gathered in chandrakath’s house ,taking dips in poetry and the way chandrakath’s wife turned around looking slightly miffed offering them rice snacks on lunch time despite of that how lovingly he asked her “What is this”?The fun part starts from the name confusion and how the characters play around,doing poetry for their lovers and in between all that the newly wed Binod Kamal observe in what ways they are different.

This preview of 7 minutes will provide wings to imagination about its beauty.

My favourite part is when kamal had a quick turn as soon as she stepped out of room after serving binod tea ,she saw binod pouring tea in plants,too good.At last when all the confusion got resolved,the end challenge was how to pacify parents genuinely asked to clear all this mess.

I must say when this book was written,it still seems to be very relevant nowadays,especially the characters of women. I can’t find the book but posting the link of classic short stories about women that would generate more idea/excitement of Tagore’s treasure chest of stories.

Classic Short Stories About Women – by Rabindranath Tagore: translated from the original Bengali by

The Year With Angels(Book Review)

One Sunday afternoon,when I was walking through the lane of books,not sure which book to pick up,suddenly, I got stopped by the first glance of the title and cover page of book.The first impression,is that book is quite handy,has quick quotes to read beautifully illustrated with nature pictures on the left page.I carried this book a lot,whenever my husband was driving during hectic schedule of going out in school holidays.

It is a new concept to divide overall quotes on the basis of four seasons of weather,linked to thoughts/feelings accordingly.The story telling pages on how to enjoy life,friendship,helping strangers,you are soul etc contributes in boosting the fact these are the ways to unlock love within us and guardian angels supports us in every possible way.The last story of winter season especially Christmas time made me feel very heavenly imagining snowfall in night time in which character paying great attention to snowflakes to feel message from loved ones.

The book is definitely written with confidence, highlighted for not doubting the first thought comes for helping the strangers. One Saturday afternoon,one of my friend’s 9 year old daughter came for play-date and had a glance on the book,she immediately asked me,if she can read it,she took no time to ask her mummy if she can borrow or order this book. I am posting an interesting interview of the writer.

My personal view is that even though you don’t believe in Angels/God but the book is simply worth in the sense to feel strength that there is always help around you and we just need to be more responsive by simplifying ourselves.

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Second phase of Book Review(The Broken Nest)

The second part of book review,I can say that it is discovery of inner self in relation to sudden changes of life that relates to mainly charu and bhupati.

I would say if you are more interested in quick pace of story and want to eagerly know what is going to happen in end then I wouldn’t recommend this book,as after dramatic change of situation the remaining story becomes dependent on two characters,unaware of how to fill the void came between them,writer has taken the liberty to elaborate compressed feelings leading to nonacceptance of each other even though they can clearly the see window of their  each other eyes which got absolutely cleaned via tears.

I am posting this video of gorgeous Amrita Puri who played the role of charu in the TV series of Stories by Rabindranath Tagore.

In addition to this, Satayajt ray’s black and white movie CharuLata does full justice to the story.The very last scene in which  charu holding letter of Amal and broke into tears supported by background music of fast coming train symbolises how the speed of time has shaken-ed  the nest,loved it.

I felt full worth to read this book and in the affiliate link below,recommend to buy or borrow from the local library.Please hit subscribe or comment,if you like this blog post.