The Teaching Prodigy

Those innocent childhood days where children played with paper boats. This poem mesmerises you down the sweet memory lanes of those beautiful yester years.

"Who stole sleep from my baby's eyes?.. A mother trying to get her little life bud to sleep while searching for the naughty fairies who hide in the mystical forests.. 

This beautiful poem takes you on a journey into a loving mother's heart. She understands why there is such a play of colours on clouds, on water, and why flowers are painted in tints--when she gives coloured toys to her beloved little one! Filled with love and a sense of awe.. When and why

On the seashore of endless worlds children meet and build castles of sand and play with empty shells! They realise the true meaning of enjoyment without the boundaries of worry and sorrow. This beautiful poem brings takes you back to those beautiful childhood days on the seashore.

The wonderful poem speaks of a child's innocent interaction with the clouds and waves. Despite the allure of the clouds and adventure of the waves, the child feels most secure in the arms of its mother. Rabindranath Tagore has wonderfully captured this playful interaction in this poem aptly titled Clouds and Waves. 

A soulful rendition by The Teaching Prodigy.

The poem from the collection Crescent moon by Rabindranath Tagore highlights the innocence of a baby and its relationship with its first teacher - mother. A beautiful description of a baby's innocence as seen by the mother's eyes!

A soulful rendition by The Teaching Prodigy.