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Sunday, May 29, 2011
Rabindranath Tagore - A few photographs
Rabindranath Tagore in Japan, 1916
Rabindranath Tagore in Russia, 1930
Rabindranath Tagore in Berlin, Germany , 1930
Rabindranath Tagore in America, 1931
Rabindranath Tagore in Tehran, 1937 (on his 77th birthday)
Rabindranath Tagore in a boat in W.Bengal, India, 1937
Tagore at around 80. Never really stopped writing!!
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Saturday, May 28, 2011
Baruch Spinoza - a name uttered with reverence
As for the terms 'good' and 'bad', they indicate nothing positive considered in themselves.....for the same thing can be at the same time good, bad and indifferent. Music is good to the melancholy, bad to mourners, and indifferent to the dead. Bad and good are prejudices, which the eternal reality cannot recognize.
Only knowledge is power and freedom; and the only permanent happiness is the pursuit of knowledge and the joy of understanding. ----- Baruch Spinoza
In the year 1640 he was just eight years old. After his death in 1677, at the age of 45, people considered, and still considers, him as a God-intoxicated man with invaluable philosophical thoughts, mighty enough to match the mountains and the sea. To build his statue in 1880-82 at Hague in Netherlands, contributions came from every corner of the world. Never did a monument rise upon so wide a pedestal of love. He still points, from his granite pedestal, out to all men the way of blessedness which he found.
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The Succulent Vitality
By strength we mean unquestionable faith arising out of moral and intellectual power. It is the firm belief that one possesses by virtue of his spiritual power, no matter what its extent is. It remains undisturbed under all circumstances.
This strength has got nothing to do with knowledge. It is not derived out of our belief about the existence of God. This faith or belief is a state of the mind. It is a sort of infallible dependency that cannot be thrown into confusion, that remains unperturbed under all circumstances. The mind always remains firmly grounded and it does not feel helpless in any situation. This faith is as firm as our universe. It is the safest haven for our minds. It has immense strength.
He who lacks this belief always finds himself in deep water, trying his best to survive by clinging on to whatever he can lay his hands upon. He fails to find solid ground under his feet. If he fails to have his grip on something, he drowns into deep sorrow. Then he finds no consolation anywhere. Hardship of life keeps on making him more and more frustrated. He fails to see the iron pillars of success. Fear and apprehension always keeps his mind disturbed. He tries to grab a floating, empty container to keep himself away from drowning. But one who has his both feet firmly grounded, though he needs empty containers to satisfy the needs of his day-to-day life, he does not need them to keep himself afloat, or save himself from drowning.
That is why one whose belief is firm and unquestionable, all his works bear a stamp of affirmation. He knows he has a firm ground to stand upon and a definite destination to reach. Even if he fails to see his destination clearly, even if he fails in his endeavour, in his mind he knows it very clearly that he has not been deprived altogether. His mind is ably equipped to foresee some success amidst failure. This immovable and undisturbed state of his mind is the eternal truth, which he can feel inside at every moment. He always enjoys a freedom from uncertainty and diffidence. This is that faith, that belief, upon which our whole religion is established.
There is a deep comprehension at the root of this firm belief, which is our utmost faith in God. Faith in God is a term, which is very easy to utter, and nobody ever confesses to believe anything contrary to it.
But unconsciously we deny his existence through our daily acts. We take up all responsibilities upon ourselves and try to accomplish everything on our own, leaving very little for the Almighty to take care of. We pray to Him for our well-being and yet we keep on worrying intensely about it. This way we keep on denying His existence. We seem to have more faith upon our own discretionary power than the grace of God.
The fact that God is holding all of us in the form of an eternal truth, sheltering us with utmost care is not the ultimate expression of the whole thing. This earth is built up with many a layers of stone. Had there been no such firmness, we would never have been able to glide upon its surface with such aplomb and ease. Upon all this firmness there is also a succulent (juicy) vitality, giving it a softness and tenderness which is so much inherent to it, and which adds zest and piquancy (a quality of enhancing enjoyment) to it. That is the ultimate form of our mother earth. It is soft, beautiful and kaleidoscopic.
Upon this eternal firmness of this earth, there is a constant playful movement, which has its own manifestation. This only gives this earth a complete form. Above the rock-solid foundation, there is a constant flow of life, flow of youth and flow of beauty. It is always expressing its beauty. There is no end to its youthful nature.
The juicy vitality is in a constant flow. It is capable of permeating into everything, thereby filling all that it permeates with delight. It is a constant manifestation of beauty, youthful vigour and nature. Where this juicy vitality dries up, the hard, lifeless inner core gets revealed.
All our devotional pursuit also requires this juicy vitality, without which it (our devotion) loses its complete form and worthiness. Our devotion then gets confined within a limit and its vision becomes one-sided and narrow. Such devotion always tries to bring down all others to its own way of thinking. This firm, obstinate nature of narrow devotion mistakes tenderness as weakness and variety as magical illusion.
The inner core is always hard. The outer appearance is always soft and tender. That gives our life the vitality it needs. The outer beauty is so essential for life to flourish.
Where our devotional pursuits flourish, there we find an incessant flow, a wide variety of feelings and manifestation of tenderness and politeness.
Politeness does not necessarily mean educative courtesy. Politeness emanating from or evolving out of educative courtesy is like the sharp edge of a sword. There is another kind of politeness, which is akin to the tender leaves of a plant, or to that which makes a flower bloom, or to the wind that caresses the branches of trees, or to the rain, which drizzles to a tune, or to the vibrating rays of the morning sun. It is that politeness which very easily establishes a link with everyone, which responds, which is agreeable, which transforms a faulty stroke into a tuneful one, and which, by virtue of/with the help of/in its own beauty, breaks down individuality, so that it can find its way into every heart. This politeness comes out of that juicy vitality, and not from that educative courtesy. This politeness is not burdened with dry restraint; it is filled up with juicy abundance. If it is at all burdened, then that is definitely with love, devotion and completeness.
The juicy vitality expresses itself in the form of joy. Joy can very easily give away all that it possesses. It always tries to distribute itself among everyone. If one remains unyielding, then it becomes very difficult for him to unify himself with others. This unyielding, proud nature can only be got rid of with the help of politeness.
This is where even the Almighty bows down to us. He is strong and firm, but even He cannot stay away from distributing all his joy and happiness among us. There He acts just like a loving parent, calling all his little children for embracement. On one hand He is eager to distribute all his joy and happiness among us and willing to hold all of us within Himself, while on the other hand He is controlling all that is happening in this universe with a firm grip.
His role as the loving parent is easily evident. This is expressed through His polite beauty, which is spread all around us. But His role as the controller is not so easy for everyone to comprehend. It took us a long time to understand His role as the controller of this universe.
A glacier is a frozen mass of ice. It is like that dry intellect, which is firm and brittle. But when a glacier melts, it starts flowing. Then it transforms into that juicy vitality. It takes everything in its stride. Every obstacle then lends it more variety and rhythm.
When strict discipline and stern practices make our religion dry, it gets subdivided. Walls and fences are built up to demarcate individual areas. Religion becomes weak. When this juicy vitality of religion pervades us, we get unified under one belief, one faith and one roof. Then we all flourish along with religion. We fail to get unified successfully when some need, some theological cause, some dry intellectual pursuit or some strict disciplinary practice lies at the root. Such things make us heartless, build up numerous obstacles, and give birth to religious pride, which in turn makes our mind and vision narrow. These are certainly not the ways to get united with God. Moreover, we also have to pick out and throw away the thorn of enjoyment, desire for which only weakens us.
Enjoyment is not the aim of love. Love should be such that it can embrace sorrow with joy. Through sorrow, good deeds and dedication we can make our love worthful. Acceptance of sorrow is the crown of love. No matter how hard a housewife works at home for the well-being of her family, it can never make her feel tired. Similarly, in case of a devotee, dictates of work can never turn out to be fetters for him. Those are his ornaments. Sorrow is his pride. His painstaking efforts never arouse any pain. He embraces sorrow; otherwise his devotion loses much of its essence. A devotee takes up every duty, which unfolds before him, with joy. Within sorrow and duty he finds his freedom.
One who has been motivated by this juicy vitality, for him there is no stoppage. During his journey of life, every obstacle lends him a different variety.
Without this juicy vitality, a person gets engulfed with all kinds of restraint. He then remains confined within a handful of daily duties, only to stay alive.
The main problem of man is not to find out a way by which he can get rid of all his sorrows and sufferings. It is not that he can conquer sorrow and banish it from his life with the help of some strength. The main problem of mankind is to find out a way with which he can embrace sorrow, to find that strength through which he can endure sorrow and still prosper internally. Those who talk about embracement of sorrow, they say that by relinquishing ego, prejudice and vanity, men can embrace sorrow. We can replace ego and vanity by love and devotion, if we want to conquer sorrow. All our problems get solved when we arouse the feeling of devotion within us. With a feeling of devotion all our work becomes a joy, and we feel glorious even among all kinds of sorrows.
Translation based on Bengali works of Rabindranath Tagore Tweet Subscribe to Tarry A Little by Email Subscribe in a reader
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
To be God-like
A river can only keep on moving towards the ocean, so that some day it may become something like an ocean. But the river can never get the ocean within its course!
We also can only try to move towards Him, and be God-like some day. All other attempts to become someone else will turn futile. We surpass everything just like a river. A river surpasses all the hills and dales, valley and village to meet the ocean. But a river can't surpass the ocean. Similarly we cannot surpass God. In our endeavour, we will keep on breaking all barriers, giving up all pride, prejudice and vanity, and continue to move towards Him. That is our destiny.
Translation based on Bengali works of Rabindranath Tagore Tweet Subscribe to Tarry A Little by Email Subscribe in a reader
Monday, May 9, 2011
150th Birth Anniversary of Rabindranath Tagore
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Sunday, May 8, 2011
The Lonely Tree
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Saturday, May 7, 2011
Rabindranath Tagore
He is the first non-European to get the Nobel Prize for literature, in 1913. He was a literary giant, a poet, a musician, a dramatist, an essayist, an artist, a philosopher, a social reformer, an educationist and much more. That is why he is acclaimed the world over as 'Gurudev'. He is known as the renaissance man. He was a prophet.
On the way to England in 1912 he began translating, for the first time, his latest selections of poems, 'Gitanjali', into English. Gitanjali is a collection of Bengali poems, which are in the form of offerings made to God. Prior to that time, all his works had been written in his native language, Bengali. During the long sea voyage from India, he translated the poems of Gitanjali into English.
One of Tagore's friends, Rothenstein, a famous painter, came to know of the translations, and went through the notebook. He was astonished! Was it possible for someone to write such poems? He immediately took it to the famous poet W.B. Yeats, who later wrote the introduction to the Gitanjali when it was published in 1912. Soon the whole world came to know of Rabindranath Tagore and his works. It was like opening the door of Indian culture and spiritualism to the western world. His spiritual approach was such that the whole world got awestruck.
In 1915 he was presented the knighthood by the British Government. In 1919 he renounced his knighthood as a protest against the Jalianwallah Bagh massacre by British troops at Amritsar, in Punjab, India. Even he wrote a famous song pertaining to this renouncement. Two of his songs have become the national anthems of India and Bangladesh, the only poet to have achieved this distinction. His total works is so voluminous that it is not possible to complete them in one lifetime, let alone digesting them. In his works, one is sure to find an answer to any and every question or query, that he may come across in life.
He tried to mix the eastern culture with that of the west. He founded a university at Shantiniketan known as Viswa Bharati, in 1901. He later travelled all over the world and had discussions with such eminent personalities like Albert Einstein, George Bernard Shaw etc. It is said that one evening Tagore and Bernard Shaw were having discussions at Bernard Shaw's place. It went on for hours. It was quite late at night. Bernard Shaw's wife never used to come out when her husband had discussions with other people. As it was quite late at night, Bernard Shaw's wife came to the sitting room. Bernard Shaw asked her what was the matter? To this she replied that whoever comes to talk to her husband, they don't stay long. Possibly they get bored and leave soon. So she has come out to see the man who could spend several hours with her husband with such interest, without getting bored.
He died in 1941 in Calcutta, at the age of 80. In his name an international award for promoting universal brotherhood and fraternity has been initiated by the government of India on May 7, 2011.
He was a creative genius. He possibly came ahead of his time. His works have started finding more relevance now. His works are getting analyzed and cultured extensively in the educated world. His philosophy is being studied for the welfare of mankind. His message of humanity and universal harmony has reached the farthest corners of the globe. He rose above religion, caste, creed and colour. We, as Indians, can't help feeling proud of him. But no, not only Indians, but every citizen of this world must feel proud that a man of such supernatural stature once set his footprints upon this earth.
Rabindranath Tagore with his daughter 1n 1887, at the age of 26 Tweet Subscribe to Tarry A Little by Email Subscribe in a reader
Thursday, May 5, 2011
An Impressionist's Idea of Nature
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