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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