gitanjal i

A tribute to Rabindranath Tagore

NIIT University, Neemrana Made by: VIVIDHA, creative society of NU

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 toward perfection. Where the clear stream of reason has not lost it's way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit. Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever widening thought and action. In to that heaven of freedom, my father, LET MY COUNTRY AWAKE! ......A freedom fighter

 Deliverance is not for me in renunciation. I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight. . A painter

Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my housedo not pass by like a dream. .a true philosopher

Tagores Bengali initials

Light, my light, the world-filling light, the eye-kissing

light, heart-sweetening light! Ah, the light dances, my darling, at the centre of my life; the light strikes, my darling, the chords of my love; the sky opens, the wind runs wild, laughter passes over the earth. The butterflies spread their sails on the sea of light. Lilies and jasmines surge up on the crest of the waves of light. The light is shattered into gold on every cloud, my darling, and it scatters gems in profusion. Mirth spreads from leaf to leaf, my darling, and gladness without measure. The heaven's river has drowned its banks and the flood of joy is abroad.
.A Poet

When I go from hence, let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable. I have tasted of the hidden honey of this lotus that expands on the ocean of light, and thus I am blessedlet this be my parting word. In this playhouse of infinite forms I have had my play and here have I caught sight of him who is formless. My whole body and my limbs have thrilled with his touch who is beyond touch; and if the end comes here, let it comelet this be my parting word. A Novelist

Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!
A composer

Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?
A Dramatist

A Legend forever.