" THE LOCKED ROOM " OF RABINDRANATH TAGORE , TRANSLATED BY PROLAYSANKARDEYSVO

DREAM AND DESTINY MAY LEAD TO THE NEVERLAND . 

PEN-PROLAY. 

INK-ANANYA.

S.V.O

" THE LOCKED ROOM " OF RABINDRANATH TAGORE , TRANSLATED BY PROLAYSANKARDEYSVO

TRANSLATOR'S NOTE -- As The one and only Rabindranath Tagore's identity and entity is neverever limited within just poetry , song , novel etc , rather his life long journey as a great thinker , author , humanist , spiritualist and philosopher and so many streams , so it is almost impossible to catch his vibes and translate them in any particular way . He knew the way to be nothing in everything and everything in nothing . He harmonized his each and every words with universal eternity , eternal soul and present being . 

This essay could be the link between the highest level of psychological conciousness and unconciousness and also could be the reflection of one's paradoxical behavourism to this subjective world . It is hard to reach to any conclussive point . 

But efforting to work on anything of Tagore is like the endless and relaxing journey . Through this almost impossible effort , I just tried to feel the words from Rabindranath Tagore within my inner self . 

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Just that one and only room , is somehow locked alone within the entire house . It was locked with the time .  The keys to open  are now beyond the eyes . Light is not here to enlighten over the silent darkness in the evening . It remains untouched even in time of light and the timebeing is not anymore a living entity here in this locked room  . The ultimate entity is even here scared to unlock the doors . Darkness here all the ways kiss the inner instincts with all  the uncannies . 

We are scared exactly  to there , where the smiling words play is off . And that is our untold fear , which ultimately can not touch us , when we are with smiling words and the words really smile . 

The room stands all alone with with two way doors . If someone as listener , keeps the attention on those doors , he would be listening to the whispering silense from  the room . 

The room is like the wretched widow . Someone , who was here , is not anymore now  . And with that absense , the room got her locked within own loneliness by own . 

The time is dead entity  here and all the living steps are like the forbidden entity , just to be in or to be out of the room . Even the end is ended here . 

In this vast universe , the waves of life waves away the death . The dead one can not stay here and that is the reality for what the memorials are to make them remembered . Memorials shelters  the dead entity within it's stonny wall from the living being . These stonny walls are hiding the death for days and night long and it goes on . 

We  lebel the " Death"  as the final  snatcher one with all our darkest ink from our heart . 

And what about our life ? Our life kisses the death within a while and shares the pain of that death within the closed one . 

This earth  , shelters the life and death in a same way and laps them with a motherly heart and the concept of life and death plays like the siblings with eternal motherly earth . We get fearless and feel like a free soul to watch the eternal wave of death and life . They appear before us with the eternal wave of light and darkness being the symboll of life and death . 

When the death moves like the living entity , then it kisses the life and the bonding between the death and life plays like the eternal one entity . 

But when that death is a symbollic one without lifeless stonny entity -it is terrible . That is the real why , the memorials are scarry as they symbolize the lifeless death . 

Each and every incoming element is always to be the outgoing one in this earth . This movement is the sourse of life for this earth. One single diswaved particle may displace this earth .The way , the life is living here and then laeving to somewhere , same way the death is leaving from somewhere and living here . 

Why should we be the stonny wall before this eternal journey like the dead stone before that death  ? 

This is not just wrong , what we try this way , rather it is a misleading one for the self .

Just pour all your love from the self and let them be away so far . No reason at all to stand and stop the eternal journey of life and death . 

Lets we open our two way doors of mind . Lets them come thorough the entry and lets all go through the exit . 

This room locked by  all the doors . And from then the cruel darkness is here and being older and older . The time is here not being timely . For days after days and nights after nights - the days and nights are stepping here and knocking on the locked doors .

 And really Nothing is working . 

Inside the room , that one single day is still living like the never ending entity . The past is here within this room is like the present and this presense is absolutely with no existanse at all  outside this room . 

Time is fixed here within four stonny pillers . 

This locked room is now distracted from the self inner and outer entity . The call of the outer world can not kiss the inner entity of the room ,  as the breathing beats of the inner entity of the room is neverever listened to outer world .  The earth moves on  , siding this room . This room seems to be standing all alone one.  Out of all it's bondings of living world . As if the room remains a  hesitant one with locked doors , waiting to uncover the self , when soft moonlit night  kisses it . 

How does the old and deep darkness stay silent , when the joy and light sings outside ? 

We know nothing really , wheater the room is living one with thinking ability ? We know nothing , wheather the room is listening to anyone or anything ? 

Once , the room was like talking one , when the noisy children were here , and now somehow that noise is tunned like a crying darkness and silent emptyness .

All those love , affection and bondings , which once were on a high , so suddenly were gone into deep darkness and wayed to be locked forever as it happens with the blackhole . 

I feel to be standing all alone outside the locked doors and listen to the waving cry from that room . 

Love , affection , attachment are never to be limited . They are not to be distracted from the living entity . 

They get really so much pained to be chained anyhow. So better we unlock the locked door . The fear here needs to be away far with the sunlight and touch of living humanity . 

Let the sorrow and joy , pain and gain , death and life to be treated like universal journey , so that this universe remain connected through each and every particle . 

                                                                                               PROLAYSANKARDEYSVO

NOW

THE SINGING SOUL

THANKS

PROLAYSANKARDEYSVO