Jodi tor dak shune keu na ashe tobe ekla cholo re,
Ekla cholo, ekla cholo, ekla cholo, ekla cholo re.
Jodi keu kotha na koe, ore ore o obhaga,keu kothana koi
Jodi shobai thake mukh firaee shobai kore bhoe,
Tobe poran khule
O tui mukh fute tor moner kotha ekla bolo re.
Jodi shobai fire jae, ore ore o obhaga,shobai phire jai
Jodi gohon pothe jabar kale keu fire na chae,
Tobe pother kata
O tui roktomakha chorontole ekla dolo re.
Jodi alo na dhore, ore ore o obhaga,
Jodi jhor-badole adhar rate duar dee ghore—
Tobe bojranole
Apon buker pajor jalie nie ekla jolo re.
Jodi tor dak shune keu na ashe tobe ekla cholo re,
Translation to English
If they answer not to your call walk alone
If they are afraid and cower mutely facing the wall,
O thou unlucky one,open your mind and speak out alone.
If they turn away, and desert you when crossing the wilderness,
O thou unlucky one,trample the thorns under thy tread, and along the blood-lined track travel alone.
If they shut doors and do not hold up the light when the night is troubled with storm,
O thou unlucky one, with the thunder flame of pain ignite your own heart, and let it burn alone.
~~~Rabindranath Tagore~~~
“We are like children building a sand castle. We embellish it with beautiful shells, bits of driftwood, and pieces of colored glass. The castle is ours, off-limits to others. We’re willing to attack if others threaten to hurt it. Yet despite all our attachment, we know that the tide will inevitably come in and sweep the sand castle away. The trick is to enjoy it fully but without clinging, and when the time comes, let it dissolve back into the sea.”
~Pema Chödrön
I took this random candid shot at the beach at Fort Kochi. The little family looked really cosy with the baby engrossed in making sand castles while her parents looked indulging at her efforts. Reminded me of my childhood…… the first time I saw the sea……. and this vast expanse of different looking mud (sand) and of course so much water……. water as far as the eye could see……. touching the sky and the sun and all those stars…….. millions of them!!! The place was Puri in Odisha. It was the first time I saw the sea or that much water. It was a revelation. I wouldn’t let go of dad’s hands and held on tight. Living among the hills….. with two rivers that dry up by winter……. witnessing so much water and all that noise of the waves was monumental. I have never forgotten that first. Also made my first sand castle 😀 I had taken a very long time to build that one also was very meticulous about it. It was a lopsided structure looking like a hill and I had taken a lot of pain to make a tunnel through it and decorating it shells that I had collected in the beach….. It also had a garden wall and a garden. Most of the time the whole structure crumbled down only to rebuild it all over again. Writing on the sand with my newly learnt vocab and drawing crazy stuff on the sand only to see all of it wash away by the waves.
I have often tried to recapture that innocence and built many castles over the years in different beaches in different states and countries……. still that first castle that I had build in Puri remains in memory as my favorite. I can probably build better castles today but the innocence of the first one is just a memory today.
In a democracy the poor will have more power than the rich, because there are more of them, and the will of the majority is supreme.
Aristotle
This pic is again one from the archives. I took this pic in 2007 with a manual roll camera. I don’t remember where I took this pic but I remember hubby climbing a fence and smiling his way up. This was too good a shot to resist. I love this composition and it is an absolute delight to watch even today. I haven’t done any editing to it except for monochroming it. It is absolutely perfect!!!
“Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead.
Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow.
Just walk beside me and be my friend.”
― Albert Camus