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Rabindranath: My Boyhood Days. Rabindranath Tagore
Rabindranath: My Boyhood Days. Rabindranath Tagore
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Rabindranath
My Boyhood Days.
Rabindranath Tagore.
A poets autobiography is
his poetry. Anything else is
just a footnote
-Yevgeny Yvtushenko
-Gitanjali
-Rabindranath Tagore
The Gardener
The Text
Time play
Memory
Imagery
Didactic
Directions
Incorruptible honesty
Poetic text
Time play
Contrast
Metaphor
Contrast
there was no gas then in the city, and
no electric light. When the kerosene
lamp was introduced, its brilliance
amazed us.
there were no trams then, no buses,
no motors.
there were no water-pipes laid on in
those days.
People today are much more grown-up
in every way than they were then. Then
we were all children alike, both young
and old.
- Rabindranath Tagore
My Boyhood Days
Memory interchanges
"So many versions of just one memory, and yet none of
them were right or wrong. Instead, they were all pieces.
Only when fitted together, edge to edge, could they even
begin to tell the whole story.
- Sarah Dessen
Imagery
..display in their thought an imagery which I have
dreamt of all my life. -W.B Yeats
adventure land
As Rabindranath would say about his
grandmother palanquin It was to me an
island in the midst of the ocean, and I
Robinson Crusoe.
cloud shadows danced on the ripples of the
stream, cloud shadows lay dark upon the
jungles of the further shore
I was torn up by the roots and transplanted
from one soil to another, and had to get
acclimatised to a new mental atmosphere.
when the sluices were opened the water
rushed in, gurgling and foaming like a
waterfall
- Rabindranath Tagore
My Boyhood Days
Tagore Manuscript
Tagore Doodle Manuscripts
Didactic
If mothers want their children to be
so healthy that they will be unable to
escape from the school master, I
recommend them to find a servant like
Brajeswar
Some people get hammered into
shape in the market to be goods of a
superior stamp.
It was my fortune to escape
almost entirely the impress of these
mills of learning
- Rabindranath Tagore
My Boyhood Days
Incorruptible
Honesty
she was enthroned at the
center of affection, and I
was only a neglected,
insignificant child
I was always ready to
satisfy this craving for
playing the hostess
Directions
On the southern side of the
tosha-khana, a castor oil
burned dimly on a glass
stand..
There was a narrow passage,
enclosed by laticced walls,
leading from the outer
apartments to the interior of
the house..
South facing balcony, east
facing window, room towards
north, terrace towards west...
Poetic text
"Always be a poet, even in prose."
- Charles Baudelaire
- My Boyhood Days
Theme
Calcutta
Jorasanko Thakur Bari
Society
Education
Travel
Kolkata
The City of Joy
The
Abode
Society
Poet as an Activist
Traditions
Poet as an Activist
Women used to go about in
the stifling darkness of closed
palanquins
An additional covering, a kind
of thick tilt, completely
enveloped the palanquin of a
rich mans daughters and
daughters-in-law, so that it
looked like a moving tomb.
the house was then divided
into two suites of rooms. The
men lived in the outer, and the
women in the inner
apartments
-
Rabindranath Tagore
My Boyhood Days
Poet as an Activist
Why should you not let
woman empowered be
With right to conquer her own
destiny,
O Lord?
Why must I sit and watch
beside the road
With lowered head, in tired
patient wait
For the day ordained by fate
To grant my hopes? Why
should I gaze in space?
..
-Woman Empowered
Translated by Sukanta Chaudhuri
Traditions
Pan, like tobacco, played a
great part in reception of
guestss..
In matters of hospitality,
people kept open house in
those days. There was no need
for a man to be intimately
know before he was received
They have plenty of leisure.
For in those days girls were
not obliged to to go to school,
and I used to think how fine it
would have been to be born as
a girl
Education
My exercise books of all kinds kept from
beginning to end, the unrelieved whiteness
of a widows cloth. Confronted by such
unprecedented determination not to study,
my class teacher complained to
Poet as an Artist
Color
Color
Truth be told:
The Autobiographical Pact
After these eighty years
even the picture of myself
that comes before me does
not correspond line for line
with the reality, but is largely
a product of the
imagination.
-
Rabindranath Tagore
My boyhood days
References
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