First image that flashes my mind when i think about Gurudev Rabindranath Tagore is the picture of a visage with a long white beard, something like prof.Dumbledore from the Harry Potter series. This kindly face is the home to one of the most brilliant minds in the history of mankind. A nobel prize winner for literature in 1913, he has written books like “The Wreck” and “Gitanjali” (For which he won his Nobel Prize). Who can forget the heart warming tale of a young girl and a dry fruit seller in “Kabuliwala”.There are some of us who believe that Nobel commission honoured themselves by selecting him for the Nobel Prize.
So beautiful were his poems, they gave rise to a new era in music called “Rabindra Sangeet”.
Here is a poem stuck in my head for a long time.
Our Tryst with Destiny
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
by narrow domestic walls;
Where the words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is led forward by Thee into ever-widening
thought and action–
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father,
let my country awake.
What a prayer!!! Every sentence in this poem gives me such goosebumps.