Truth of life
The Sea or The River, A vast mass of water , Voyage , a Ship or Boat, Embarking –these all have a call .
And that call, calls in my mind the Call of the Eternal journey.
I remember The Sawan Song of the great Victorian poet, Lord Tennyson :
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"Sun set and evening star
And a clear call for me ,
And may there be no moaning of the bar
When l put out to sea .
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For though out our borne of time and place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar."
The poets of the world, all, in my view ,
Unexceptionally, are positively pessimistic about life . Even Tagore heaving a sigh, utters ,
"হাল ভাঙা পাল ছেঁড়া ব্যথা
চলেছে নিরুদ্দেশে।।"
--------------Rabindranath.
"My boat,with sail tattered, helm broken ,
finds an yowning Nothingness ."
(Translated by D. C. Banerjee)
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Encounter with Nothingness
Dulal Chandra Bandyopadhyay
O my Life, dear Life, hold yourself, hold !
For a brief period of your allotted Time,
And be in a musing mood.
What 're you running after ?
The deer, made of gold,
The treasure, made up of mirage,
Pleasure that sinks down in mire,
Nymph –an embodiment of dream?
And what 're you giving up for them?
Love? Alas ! what could've been
Your fortune divine ; but that too
Would sink into oblivion with you.
Dulal chandra Bandyopadhyay.
14/7/'21
Kolkata .
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