Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Breaking the Cycle of Monotony
The monomanial expression in Adda has created some sort of monotony in the mind of readers. The reality escaping minds want to hear positive and bright side of life in Bangladesh. The continuous feeding of bad and sad news in and around Bangladesh may not yield much optimism and sanity in our mind. It may sound frustrating when Addabaj prefers to live in the page of history just to escape the touch of reality. Looking back at the history is not that much bad, it may energize the mind to move on and to break the cycle of monotony. Life moves on a small boat at the sunset. The destination seems very far away that won’t despair the mind to row. I quietly listen to Tagore’s song to break the cycle of monotony:
"This is my delight, thus to wait and watch
at the wayside where shadow chases light
and the rain comes in the wake of summer.
Messengers, with tidings from unknown skies,
greet me and speed along the road.
My heart is glad within, and
the breath of the passing breeze is sweet.
From dawn till dusk I sit here before my door,
and I know that of a sudden
the happy moment will arrive when I shall see.
In the meanwhile I smile and I sing all alone.
In the meantime the air is filling
with the perfume of promise".
Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali
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"This is my delight, thus to wait and watch
at the wayside where shadow chases light
and the rain comes in the wake of summer.
Messengers, with tidings from unknown skies,
greet me and speed along the road.
My heart is glad within, and
the breath of the passing breeze is sweet.
From dawn till dusk I sit here before my door,
and I know that of a sudden
the happy moment will arrive when I shall see.
In the meanwhile I smile and I sing all alone.
In the meantime the air is filling
with the perfume of promise".
Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali
Click here to read this posting in Bangla:
