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POETRY RECITATION "SUDDENLY SEEN" BY POET RABINDRANATH TAGORE
suddenly seen.
Rabindranath Tagore suddenly met in the train compartment, never thought it would be possible. I have seen her many times before, in a red saree - as red as a pomegranate - and today she is wearing a black silk dress, with her armpits raised around her head. It seemed that the black had covered a deep distance around itself, the distance to the last frontier of the mustard field in the blue of the Sal forest.
My whole mind stopped, and I saw the man I knew in the depths of unconsciousness. If you suddenly drop the newspaper and greet me. The path of social order was opened, we started talking - "How are you," "How is the world going," etc. He looked out of the window, as if he were in a nearby shed. Two very short answers, none of them. He explained the restlessness of his hands - why this is so, it is better to be silent.
I was in the other room with his friends. Clap your fingers at a time to get closer. I don't think he's brave enough to sit on a bench. Hiding in the sound of the car, he said softly - "Don't mind, I'll tell you what time it is. I'll have to get off at the next station; you'll be far away, never to be seen again. So I'm going to answer the question you've been asking me for a long time. Will you tell the truth? " I said, "Yes. "
He looked up at the sky and asked, "What happened? Is there anything left? "
I remained silent for a moment, and then said, "All the stars of the night are in the depths of the light of day." "
I was like, I don't know what to say! He said, "Now go. " I got off at the next station and walked alone.
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By TH Hridoysuddenly seen.
Rabindranath Tagore suddenly met in the train compartment, never thought it would be possible. I have seen her many times before, in a red saree - as red as a pomegranate - and today she is wearing a black silk dress, with her armpits raised around her head. It seemed that the black had covered a deep distance around itself, the distance to the last frontier of the mustard field in the blue of the Sal forest.
My whole mind stopped, and I saw the man I knew in the depths of unconsciousness. If you suddenly drop the newspaper and greet me. The path of social order was opened, we started talking - "How are you," "How is the world going," etc. He looked out of the window, as if he were in a nearby shed. Two very short answers, none of them. He explained the restlessness of his hands - why this is so, it is better to be silent.
I was in the other room with his friends. Clap your fingers at a time to get closer. I don't think he's brave enough to sit on a bench. Hiding in the sound of the car, he said softly - "Don't mind, I'll tell you what time it is. I'll have to get off at the next station; you'll be far away, never to be seen again. So I'm going to answer the question you've been asking me for a long time. Will you tell the truth? " I said, "Yes. "
He looked up at the sky and asked, "What happened? Is there anything left? "
I remained silent for a moment, and then said, "All the stars of the night are in the depths of the light of day." "
I was like, I don't know what to say! He said, "Now go. " I got off at the next station and walked alone.