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Where The Mind Is Without Fear

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;

Where knowledge is free;

Where the world has not been broken up into fragments

By narrow domestic walls;

Where words come out from the depth of truth;

Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;

Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way

Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;

Where the mind is led forward by thee

Into ever-widening thought and action—

Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.

-Rabindranath Tagore


A Poet’s Analysis

The title is powerful and impactful. It instills an instant zeal in the minds of the reader. It awakens in the dormant minds, a surge of inspiration, and a fire of liberation. If we analyze the title, it talks about fearlessness. The reason for this lies in India’s history. A time when India was under British rule. For years, India had lost its sovereignty and associated freedom. Its inhabitants were not citizens of an independent nation, but slaves of a colony. One can imagine the difference between the two. The latter was the situation that prevailed for more than a century.

Restrictions and impositions existed of every kind, in every walk of life. They made one feel purposeless and fearful. An individual thrives the most when he is free from all kinds of shackles. Oppression creates distress, prolonged distress creates fear, and fear weakens one’s existence. The only way to live again is to remove this fear. When one becomes fearless, one becomes alive again. The poem stresses this very aspect of humanity.

Rabindranath Tagore talks about knowledge and freedom. Knowledge comes to us from all directions. But a restricted and enslaved individual can not access knowledge free. Enslavement means abiding by the commands of the oppressor. This is the crumbling of an individual’s identity and a dismantling of the very framework of life.

Humanity connotes an omnipresent existence on this planet. But humans overpowered with their dark vices, cloud this light of omnipresence. The greed for power and money restricts the mind to think consciously. It makes one reckless and insensitive. One oppresses the other, starts conquests, and wages wars. These actions fragment mother nature divided by unnatural walls. This restricted scenario creates even more distress and animosity. This keeps churning inside one’s core like a tempest. A time comes when this kind of oppression is not tolerated at all.

This moment comes from a deep awakening. A sense of clarity sets in, where the soul makes the truth visible glaringly. A situation where one rises above habitual existence. An existence that had muddled the thought process. An existence that had created chaos within. An existence that had dimmed the light within. But now an individual sees through this mess. He tries to reason the obscured reality. He gains a sense of clarity about his purpose in life.

The next step is concrete action. A stage where the individual is ready to act on this purpose and live his true self. A stage where the individual is truly awakened.

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A poetic tribute to Rabindranath Tagore (The Nobel Laureate)

Rabindranath Tagore is not a name that goes unnoticed by anyone, across the globe.
One of the greatest poets the last century has seen. He is an example of how a poet, a writer, an artist, or any creative persona, has the power to bring about a change in the world, through his works, and creations.
Tagore lived a life dedicated not only to creativity but also to the cause that affected the masses. For him, the welfare of all mattered. His works reflect his concern, and understanding of the society, and issues of the people in it.
He championed the cause of the upliftment of the oppressed and the emancipation of all concerned. There was a spiritual and philosophical side of his poetry. It showed his depth and understanding of life, this existence, and beyond.
On his 159th birth anniversary, I would like to dedicate a poem to him. The title of the poem goes by the same phrase by which he designated himself- I am a Poet (Ami Kavi).

I am a poet (Ami Kavi)আমি কবি

I have seen this life,
I have felt it too,
I have not just existed,
I have lived it too.
There is love,
There is hate,
There is benevolence,
There is greediness,
There is chastity,
There is lust,
There is a virtue,
There is a vice,
Every emotion exists,
And its manifestation too,
Goodness never attacks,
Nor does it inflict pain,
The evil is at war,
With its ego and pride,
And the world is a witness,
Of how destruction occurs.
When malevolence uses,
Weapons of hate, and prejudice,
To fulfill its empty existence,
By the malicious intent,
Of assaulting purity,
And then awakens in the good,
The subtle flame of warmth,
Into a raging fire of blisters,
To conquer the vile,
Of the satanic instincts,
And burn them to ashes,
For utilitarian goals.
I am a poet,
And I take the pledge,
To use words as valid weapons,
And my writings, and works,
As instruments of purpose,
Against evil of all kinds,
Coz a war is not fought,
Only at the war front,
With a battalion and ammunition,
It is fought every day,
In this life of ours.

Tulipbrook


Blue, Grey, and White- A combination of depth, and wholesomeness.
              " The fearless are those who speak the truth, 
                            and own it too. 
                    Cowards take the refuge of lies 
                       and hide under its veil. "
                             Tulipbrook