come moon, come down

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"Come, moon, come down kiss my darling." cries the mother as she holds the baby girl in her lap while the moon smiles as it dreams.There come stealing in the dark the vague fragrance of the summer and the night bird`s songs from the shadow-laden solitude of the mango-groove.
The baby laughs and repeats mother`s call,"come moon, come down." The mother smiles and smiles the moonlit night.

Comments

Chiranjit said…
good one
12:53 PM
Priti Tiwari said…
i have been to shantiniketan once during winter and the beuty of its flower garden is still with me......but i dont know much about him as the bengali neighbour who is my beloved didi and i am still in touch with her ,used to hate rabindronath .i read couple of hindi translation of his benagali stories .i liked them, can u tel me something more abt him?specially was he really having extra marital affair with his bro,s wife?
12:23 AM
Koushik said…
I think it is unfair to judge a persons work by his personal life. I always use one sentence to describe Rabindranath,"Everyday he saves us." He wrote about all the aspects of human emotions.
But as far as I read about Rabindranath, that relationship is misinterpreted.
1:55 AM
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