“When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may never lose touch of the one in the play of the many.” (from Gitanjali)
Rabindranath Tagore was born at Kolkata on 7 May 1861. He died on 7 August 1941. The nation is celebrating his birthday. We pay our homage to him.
Last Curtain
I know that the day will come
when my sight of this earth shall be lost,
and life will take its leave in silence,
drawing the last curtain over my eyes.
Yet stars will watch at night,
and morning rise as before,
and hours heave like sea waves casting up pleasures and pains.
When I think of this end of my moments,
the barrier of the moments breaks
and I see by the light of death
thy world with its careless treasures.
Rare is its lowliest seat,
rare is its meanest of lives.
Things that I longed for in vain
and things that I got
—let them pass.
Let me but truly possess
the things that I ever spurned
and overlooked.
GREAT
Yes! surely you are in our heart!
nice to see and read abt such a great man…thanks for sharing such great poetry of him…!
it very nice………..Ravindranath Tagore is gr8 person……….thanx for sharing…………
very nice writeup on Ravindranath Tagore,the great poet.
The title of the post says it all.He is indeed the pride of Bengal n India alike.
…thanx for sharing this wonderful post.
wow…lovely piece….thanx for sharing….i love his writings a lot….very inspirational
a great post.thanks for reminding us of our truly great heritage..!
an ode to a maestro…great writing.
great tribute to a great personality
great tribute to a great personality
Thanks for sharing … nice post.
my tribute to him……………thanks for reminding us
thanks for the nice post