Sunday, September 21, 2008

My Dream

The dark starry night is over, the busy day is calling...
the sky is spraying the light, telling goodbye to sleep...
The childhood dream is lost, fell like dry autumn leaves
The dream is hidden there in midst of the fallen leaves
The dream of wild river, blinding mist, high mountains
The dream is lost, I search frantically
The dream blinks and plays with me through the dry fallen leaves
The old tune still haunts me

On one such starry night, the angel came down from the moon,
covered me with blanket of dream,
Walked in the kingdom beside the river,
All the children of the country came with the angel
We walked all the country along with the angel
We sang the old country song
The dream blinks and plays with me through the dry fallen leaves
The old tune still haunts me


Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Journey called Life

Was listening to Rabindranath's Bhanushinger Padabali (The eternal Love saga of Krishna and radha). Thought of posting the starting lines of Bhanushinger Padabali taken from GeetGovinda by Jaidev ,sung my Hemanta:



Srit Kamla Kuch Mandal, Druht Kundal, Kalitallit Ban Mal.
Jay Jay Dev Hare, Jay Jay Dev Hare.


Din mani Mandal mandan, Bhav Khandan, Muni Jan Manas Hansa.

Kaliye Vishdhar Ganjana, Jana Ranjana, Yadukul Nalin Benesha,

Jay Jay Dev Hare, Jay Jay Dev Hare.


Madhu mur Nark Binashan,Garurasan,Sur Kul keli ni dan,

Amal Kamal dal lochan,Bhav Mochan,Tribhuban Bhavan nidhan,

Jay Jay Dev Hare Jay Jay Dev Hare.


Janak Suta Krut bhushan, Jitadushan, Samar ShamitDaskantha,

Abhina Jaldhar sundar, Druht Mandhar,Shree Mukh Chandra Chakora,

Jay Jay Dev Hare jay jay dev hare.


Tab Charne Pranatabaya,Mitibhabaya, Kurukushalang pranateshu,

Srejaya diba Kabi Hridang,KuruteMudang Mangal Mujal Geeti,

Jay Jay dev Hare, Jay Jay Dev Hare.


Bhanusingher Padabali is one of the greates works of Rabindranath Tagore. He adopts the pseudonym “Bhanusingha” and wrote his series of poems called Bhanusingher Padabali (influenced by poems of Jaidev and Vidyapati). In the starting lines echoes "Love is attainment of eternity due to nearness of a human soul..." Perhaps we all forgot that love is not about the destination, its about the journey. In the fast paced world we can hardly afford to sit down, gaze quietly and adore the life we have. We are too busy thinking what we can get, forget what we have. Everybody aims for happiness, what about simplicity?



Monday, September 8, 2008

Rumi

we are the iron filings.... your love is the magnet

through lothrough love bitter things become sweet..
through love bits of copper is turned into gold
through love dregs become purest wine
through love pain becomes a healing balm
through love dead becomes alive...

Taken from the discourse from Jalauddin Rumi.. a Sufi poet from of 12th century AD as translated by John Baldock. Rumi wrote one of the most enchanting sufi poems which makes you feel the eternal spirit of love....