Library

The Library

Rabindranath Tagore

If one could keep the hundred-year-old murmur of the ocean in such a way that it would have remained silent in the opinion of a sleeping child, it would have been compared to that silent mahasabda. Here the language is silent,

the flow is still, the immortal soul of the human soul is bound in a chain of letters in a chain of letters. If they suddenly become rebellious, break the silence, burn the fence of characters and come out at once! Just as there are so many floods in the hard ice above the head of the Himalayas, so there are floods of human hearts in this library!

People are bound by electricity, but who knows, man can bind sound in silence. Who knows, he will write the music, the hope of the heart, the joy of the awakened soul, the prophecy of the sky on the paper! Who knew people would capture the past and the present!

The abyss will tie the bridge over the ocean with only one book! In the library we are standing at the crossroads of a thousand paths. In every corner the path has gone to the eternal sea, in every corner the path has risen to the eternal peak, in every corner the path has descended to the abyss of the human heart. Wherever you run, there will be no obstacles.

People have tied up your salvation in so much space. As the sound of the sea can be heard in the conch, so can you hear the sound of the heart rising and falling in this library.

Here the hearts of the living and the dead are living side by side. Exclusion and protest are here together in the opinion of the two brothers; Doubt and belief, search and discovery live here in body to body. Here the long-lived short-lived are living with absolute patience and peace, no one is ignoring anyone.

How many rivers and seas have crossed the mountains and human voices have come here - how many hundred years this voice has been coming from the edge. Come here, come here, here is Alake's birth song being sung.

Amritlake was the first to discover that the voices of the great men who once called people around you and said, 'You are all sons of Amrita, you are living in Divyadham' have been echoing in this library in thousands of languages ​​for thousands of years. We have nothing to say from the edge of Bengal.

We don't have to inform the human society. In the unified music of the world, only Bengal will remain silent! The sea at our feet is not telling us anything. Isn't our Ganga carrying songs from the summit of the Himalayas to the corner of Kailash? What is above our heads, but there is no eternal blue sky. Has anyone erased the ever-shining constellation of eternity from the???

Dia said that they are all sons of nectar, the voices of the great men living in Divyadham are echoing in this library in thousands of languages ​​for thousands of years. We have nothing to say from the edge of Bengal.

We don't have to inform the human society. In the unified music of the world, only Bengal will remain silent! The sea at our feet is not telling us anything. Isn't our Ganga carrying songs from the summit of the Himalayas to the corner of Kailash?

What is above our heads, but there is no eternal blue sky. Has anyone erased the ever-shining constellation of eternity from there? Secondary Bengali Literature Letters of Mankind are coming to us every day from the country

- from the past to the past - from the present; Would we write two or four English newspapers in response? All countries are carving their own names in the eternity. Will the name of the Bengali be written only on the second page of the application?

The struggle of the human soul with inanimate destiny is going on, the conch shells are ringing towards the earth by calling the soldiers, will we just continue to sue and appeal with pumpkins on the scaffolding of our yard.

After many years of silence, the life of Bengal has been filled. Let him say your word once in your language. Bengali - World music will become sweeter with the voice. 0 Semantics and notes: Kallol - wave.

Hobby- Snails National Marine Animals Jumping- Crossing, Violation. Amritalake - heaven, heaven. Kailash - The high point of the Himalayas, described as the abode of the Hindu god Shiva. Shiblok. Lesson - Introduction: Library is a famous article written by Rabindranath Tagore.

It is included in his various essay texts. In this article, Rabindranath highlights the importance of the library. He likened the library to the roar of the ocean. Because, in the library, the sounds of the human soul are captured on the pages of the book.

Through the book we get the words of the Mahatmas from the prophecies of the sky. We can only get close to those whom we can never get close to. Books bridge our past. The place of this book is the library. It is in this library that the sound of the rise and fall of the human heart can be heard.

The library brings together people from all walks of life. Describing the greatness of the library, the author says: Do we have nothing to say about the purpose of the world? Do we just quarrel over trivial matters? The author hopes at the end that the Bengalis have woken up. They will also enrich the knowledge base of the world by writing in their own language.