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Channels In Focus Analysis Cartoons Education Environment Going Inner Opinion Photo Essays Columns A Bystander's Diary Business My Word PlainSpeak Random Thoughts India Nest Architecture Astrology Ayurveda Buddhism Cinema Culture Dances Festivals Hinduism History People Places Sikhism Spirituality Vastu Vithika Society & Lifestyle Family Matters Health Parenting Perspective Recipes Society Teens Women Creative Writings Book Reviews Ghalib's Corner Humor Individuality Literary Shelf Love Letters Memoirs Musings Quotes Ramblings Stories Travelogues Workshop Computing CC++ Computing Articles Flash Internet Security Java Linux Networking		Theme: Reflections Share This Page Gitanjali - Song 1 by Ravinder Malhotra   This frail vessel of my being You fill and drain again At your pleasure endlessly With fresh life you ordain.                                ii   Made of reed a little flute Over hills and dales you play Blowing it gently to create Melodies to hold me sway                                iii   At the touch of your hand My heart with joy does burst Losing itself in your being Gives birth to ineffable thirst.                            iv   Endowing infinite gifts ever In handfuls with room still You place in these petty hands Through ages at your will ( A humble effort towards translating Gitanjali into classical english verse ) June 02 ,2011 More by :  Ravinder Malhotra Views: 784 Harold Bloom remarked of Shakespeare that what distinguished him was his intelligence. Tagore too had that quality, and any translation of his works, however self-deprecating, would suffer for the betrayal. One had better not commenced at all. Already in this Song 1 Tagore is made to utter the stilted line and the forced rhyme at the expense of sense. For example, line 8: Melodies to hold me sway. Also, classic English verse, as opposed to modern, is always punctuated. Nevertheless, the full stop at the end of verse one and iii is omitted for verse ii and iv, to no effect save translator's caprice, not representative of Tagore. Of course, if you admit from the outset that yours is restricted to a 'humble effort', with no claim for excellence, you can perhaps be forgiven, as one would an Elvis Presley imitator at a local pub karaoke, and on that basis appreciated. rda 06/06/2011 A very good and welcome effort. kumud biswas 06/04/2011 Share This Page Post a Comment Name* Email ID  (will not be published) Comment Verification Code* R5Q74 Please fill the above code for verification.

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