Theme: Rabindrasangeet

Our Santiniketan

Amader Shantiniketan, Se je sabar hote apan,
Tar akash bhara kole, moder dole hriday dole

Our Santiniketan,
She is our very own;
Lapping our heart
Her sky rocks it to spurt
To see her novel again
In our renewed vein.
The rows of her trees
Our frolic in the field sprees;
Affection of the blue above
Dawn to dusk showers love.
In the shades of our Shawl trees
Music from the wood conveys the breeze.
The Amlaki* bowers gay    
With dancing leaves play.
Where we ramble for pleasure,
That never eludes from us far.
In our mind the Sitar** of love    
Is tuned to put us hand in glove
With my brothers
Who are one with me and others.

*   tree  
** musical instrument

In various celebrations/functions of Santiniketan, the University of the Poet, this song is sung in chorus. Is there a better paean for any institution anywhere in the world?  


More By  :  Rajat Das Gupta

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