The right page of pageno:80 from the book “Letters to A Friend” by Rabindranath Tagore has this sketch of writer,tried my best to do full justice with such a masterpiece.I was nervous to start with ,if I can’t draw such deep facial expressions.Finally I completed today and posting it for the readers.Please press like button,if you like the sketch or comment if you want say something.
Tagore’s close association with life’s consciousness seems to be pouring so much thoughts related to easiness/simplicity of life that we need to ponder upon.His clarity of thoughts draws picture in my mind that he is unlocking the gates of joys with full consideration which is beautifully explained starting from page number 78 till 80.
“I long to discover some fairy-land of holidays-not a world where all weekdays are Sundays-but where Sundays are not at all needed,where all duties look delightfully undutiful like clouds bearing rain,appearing perfectly in consequential.”
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I am so glad that I took out some time from the daily routine and after a good walk settled myself in a local cafe to start writing down the notes from book “Letters to Friend”.Clearly it seems to be back in school days but this time all the questions of future has taken the back seat itself and to qualify as a seeker is the only way to match with the vibes of the book.
The two texts caught my attention straightway.
A Little background:These text from the holy books were gift from tagore to his friend when they both planned to go together to Fiji and carry an independent inquiry into indenture system of Indian Labour.
From Joy all things have origin: in Joy they subsists and unto Joy they return.I mediate upon His Glory,who creates the earth,the sky and the stars and sends into our minds the power of comprehension.
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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.
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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This book is definitely full of comic sense and on the top of that the work of poetry is an added gem.
Now the question is how it proves?
The setting of story starts from the conversation of Aksh(husband) and Puro(wife) gives headstart in terms how Aksh previous member of a bachelor’s group vowed to never think about women ended up in marriage.
Aksh ‘s character did the very good job of filling the conversation with four lines of poetry every time when other characters are confused or in slight anger especially his wife. I would agree,A merrier person that even the married men will envy,these lines in book completely suits him.
I couldn’t find any media attachment in English. The dialogues between Aksh and prospective bride grooms were not just hilarious but reveals the full hippocratic nature which ended by another funny statement of Aksh that “as soon I slapped their back their tails began to wiggle”.The story had been to the point so far and a family’s way of doing comic sense reminds me time when brothers,sisters and other relatives all sit together,pull each other legs from memories or from a family situation.
Reading this book reminds me of the time when I was watching TV series of Sarabhai Vs Sarabhai,a family comedy,in which different characters or different situations fueled more excitement and laughter.I don’t have relevant media but this trailer of Sarabhai Vs Sarabhai(second version) will give you idea the crazy stuff I am enjoying.
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What I can say,I never knew that one day I would be able to sketch Krishna,my drawing was very average in school time and then after school never tried it.
Feel blessed upon mercy of Krishna.
Take care of me in loving manner then you have more control over me.
This wonderful quote, I realised today when I was talking to my son that immediately strike me its relation to mind. I simply said to my son “ask me nicely then you have more control over me”.
So take care of your mind in loving manner to deal with you in full harmony.
Oh my mind you know that you are stable and restful when you are in service of your lord.You are not lost or wandering around,seeking pleasure by serverals hopes in or around.
Hey Shri Hari you are past, present and future so why to worry about something to or not to happen. Worldly desires exhaust in front of you, as love can only define you.
Hey Hari forgive me for not seeing mercy of your lotus feet,not soaked in tears which soul always wanted to shed from years,elevating to pure blissfulness.