Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941)
Rabindranath Tagore, now fondly remembered as Gurudev, was an Indian poet and the first Indian man to win the Nobel Prize (for his collection of poems, Gitanjali).
He was also extremely handsome.
And although his life was marked by terrible presonal tragedies, this man was almost single-handedly responsible for reshaping Bengali culture.
Also he wrote stuff like this:
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it’s age-old pain,
It’s ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:
You become an image of what is remembered forever.
You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers, shared in the same
Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell-
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.
Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you
The love of all man’s days both past and forever:
Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life.
The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours –
And the songs of every poet past and forever.
(via fleetinginstant)
Portrait of a Girl
John Everett Millais
1857
Hi. It’s been a long while since I have written a post.
So, I have decided not to become a Nutritionist. It’s just not the path that is meant for me at this moment; I have to follow that feeling, and so, this is where it’s taking me.
I am almost positive that I am going to be working towards a bachelor’s degree in professional writing or English. One of the two. I know that I have always had a fervor for creative writing, and making stories. I become giddy at the sound of a new collections of words flowing from my lips. A poem that to me, sounds like the words were created in order to be joined just in the way that they are connected. So, other than loving to help others, living, and becoming healthy, I have no idea how the idea of science crept into my ever english reading art splattering brain. I just don’t know.
I can’t say that I know 100 percent what I am doing with my life, or where it will take me…but do you know of any 20 year olds that have everything hammered down in place? The past months for me have been like pieces of myself were collected by harsh winds, scattering thoughts of what I am meant to do, and what I should do all over the place. Some landed safely, while other ideas generally popped against random shards of uncertainty, and slender branches of doubt…which do not die with the strongest weed killer or hand saw, trust me!
I can’t keep focusing on how I compare to others, in any aspect of my life. How my friends are so successful, or whatever. I seriously can’t care anymore.
Ever since I was little, i have remembered most of my dreams in great detail…probably because no matter how they were, I loved them and they are mine alone, so I never want to forget them.
I have realized recently that most of the time, my dreams take place either in a large, open field or space, or an amusement park (the same one every time, just different locations within the park).Also, there have been flowers.
Is there someone reading this that is interested in dreams as well, and can either tell me their intrepretation or why I have dreams in the same places?
If you can, message me!!! :)
~Grace G
