My Song --Tagore A brief introduction of Tagore • Rabindranath Tagore (7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941),sobriquet Gurudev, was a Bengali polymath. As a poet, novelist, musician, and playwright, he reshaped Bengali literature and music in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. As author of Gitanjali and its "profoundly sensitive, fresh and beautiful verse",he became Asia's first Nobel laureate by winning the 1913 Nobel Prize in Literature. • The Furthest Distance in the world --Tagore The furthest distance in the world Is not between life and death But when I stand in front of you Yet you don't know that I love you. The furthest distance in the world Is not when I stand in front of you Yet you can't see my love But when undoubtly knowing the love from both Yet cannot be together. The furthest distance in the world Is not being apart while being in love But when I plainly cannot resist the yearning Yet pretending you have never been in my heart. The furthest distance in the world Is not struggling against the tides But using one's indifferent heart To dig an uncrossable river For the one who loves you . Stray birds • • • • • • • • • • • • • • If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars. I cannot chose the best. The best chooses me. What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow. They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back. "We, the rusting leaves, have a voice that answers the storms, but who are you, so silent?" – "I am a mere flower." Man is a born child, his power is the power of growth. O Beauty, find thyself in love, not in the flattery of thy mirror. Life finds its wealth by the claims of the world, and its worth by the claims of love. Do not blame your food because you have no appetite. He has made his weapons his gods. When his weapons win he is defeated himself. God finds himself by creating. The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies. The mind sharp, but not broad, sticks at every point but does not move. Your idol is shuttered in the dust to prove that God's dust is greater that your idol. My song This song of mine will wind its music around you, my child, like the fond arms of love. The song of mine will touch your forehead like a kiss of blessing. . • When you are alone it will sit by your side and whisper in your ear, when you are in the crowd it will fence you about with aloofness. • My song will be like a pair of wings to your dreams, it will transport your heart to the verge of the unknown. • It will be like the faithful star overhead when dark night is over your road. • My song will sit in the pupils of your eyes, and will carry your sight into the heart of things. And when my voice is silenced in death, my song will speak in your living heart.