PART FOUR
RABINDRANATH TAGORE
The
enlightened teacher Rabindranath Tagore, was one of the most brilliant figures
of the modern era - a multifaceted genius, at once poet, painter, philosopher,
Nobel Laureate and above all a humanist. In Poetry and masterful prose
Rabindranath Tagore transfers to the outside world the inherent properties of
our close relationship with nature, the search for truth, and a sense of
solidarity and community that transcends and debunks the conceivable barriers
of religion, race and language. It was many years ago when I met Tagore.
Scurrying to the municipal library of my city, looking for treasures buried in
the dust.
I fell on
the strange name: Rabindranath. It was a small book, entitled
"Lampyrides" (fireflies in Greek). I read a few lines and left with
three books on my arms.
The first
contact with this Indian genius was shocking, although I had read oriental
philosophy and Hermann Hesse.
When the
Western world first met him in 1912, he knew very little about this other way
of thinking. So Tagore won Europe and the US within a year. Tagore's
family belonged to the highest caste. He was starred in "Bengal
Renaissance" as he dubbed the flowering of arts and letters in that
province of British Empire. Most of
the thirteen brothers of Rabindranath were intellectuals, artists, musicians
and writers. (Only one became a football player).
He was a
homo universalis, a polymath who dealt with every science, every art and
philosophy.
In 1912,
when he was fifty years old, he had gained recognition in India, but the rest
of the world was waiting for him. That year
decided to accompany his son to England to study. The trip lasted two months
aboard and Rabindranath wrote lyrics in English during that trip. It was
like poetry quotations small lampyrides, fireflies, which seemed to contain in
a few words all the wisdom of the Bhagavad Gita (some of them you can read at
the end of the text). When they
arrived in England the suitcase of Tagore, along with notebooks and poems, was
lost or stolen. He was indifferent to the loss. But a few
days later, the suitcase appeared unexpectedly. I would like to believe that
the thief read his poems and repented, but it would sound very fictional.
Tagore
gave his notebooks to some English friends. They went to the Irish poet William
Butler Yeats (known as WB Yeats)
"These
poems shook my blood as nothing else for years," said Yeats.
Some of
those poems were published immediately. What followed resembles the mania for
the Beatles. Tagore became a pop idol, even before they introduced the term
"pop".
The Ezra
Pound compared Tagore with Dante.
Andre
Gide, Juan Ramon Jimenez and Boris Pasternak translated his poems into French,
Spanish and Russian.
In Germany
he praised Thomas Mann.
A year
after his meeting with the Western world, in 1913, Tagore received the Nobel
Prize for Literature. He was the first, not only Asian but the first
non-European who received this distinction.
His fans
in Europe and the US, were waiting at the train stations, to see him, to kiss
his hand. Some fainted from emotion. One
of Tagore’s black moments were his
meeting with Mussolini in Rome in 1926. Tagore
said that Benito was undoubtedly a great personality and that he seemed to have
come out of a painting of Michelangelo. Moreover he said that fascism was a
glittering Renaissance in Italy. It was not
the only one who committed this error. The Futurists like Marinetti strongly
supported fascism. The same
happened with Ezra Pound, the great American poet, who resulted in a cage when
his compatriots invaded Italy. And let's
not forget Heidegger, who supported Nazism. Sometimes
the darkness is so dazzling that resembles light.
In 1915 he
was honored by King George of England with a knighthood, which declined in 1919
to protest the slaughter of innocent people in the city Amritsar from the
English army. He was
interested in education and pedagogy and in 1901 founded the Valmpour, 150 km
away from Calcutta, a free teaching faculty, which in 1922 changed into an
international university.
From 1924
onwards he traveled a lot and visited several countries, among them Greece. His
works were translated into many European languages. Characteristic features in
his poetry is the secrecy and sensitivity. Tagore was
not only a poet. As we have said was involved in every science. And is
philosophical relics meet with the man
who established the physics in the twentieth century, another pop idol, Albert
Einstein.
The
journalist who recorded the first debate between them writes: "It was very
interesting to see them together. Tagore, the poet in the head of the intellectual. And Einstein,
the thinker in the head of the poet. To
an observer they seemed like two planets who were engaged in a friendly
chat."
The New
York Times had published a photograph, subtitled: "A mathematician and a
mystic meet in Manhattan."
The
ultimate scientist, Einstein, believed in some god who does not play dice,
although declared atheist. The god was the Truth, which exists outside of man
and without him.
Tagore,
the adept believed that the truth, the reality, can only be understood in terms
of our mental interpretations, based on what we think and we grasp.
Something
similar was also claimed by Bohr, the founder of quantum mechanics: "The
objective existence of the world has no meaning independent of " the human
mind ".
Deep wells
of mind.
Quantum
mechanical showed that the observer affects the observed (see the living dead
cat of Schrödinger). But whoever claims to have understood quantum mechanics,
has not understood. It works, but in some incomprehensible way.
Tagore,
the adept, seems to be approaching more modern science than Einstein, the
mathematical.
"God
not only plays dice, but he throws them and places them where we do not
see," said Hawkins.
There is a
picture, from the office of Einstein, the day he died. If not deterred from the
chaos up there, you'll notice a philosophy volume on the right.
Albert
sought the truth everywhere, it was his god.
Tagore had
understood that we cannot separate the intuitive than logical, mathematics than
poetry. The spirit progresses as it seeks untold.
"Imagination
is more important than knowledge, because knowledge has no limits."
Wise is
the one who is trying to learn, and is conscious of his ignorance.
Anyone who
claims to own the truth is either a charlatan or idiot or politician.
Fireflies.
The one
without the other is emptiness, the other makes it true.
The burden
of self is lightened when I laugh at myself.
The weak
can be terrible, because they try furiously to appear strong.
The world
is the ever-changing foam that floats on the surface of a sea of silence.
The sea of
danger, doubt and denial around man's little island of
certainty, challenges him to dare the unknown.
I leave no
traces of wings in the air, but I’m glad I have had my flight.
The world
knows that the few are more that the many.
Love is an
endless mystery for it has nothing else to explain it.
Beauty
knows to say, «Enough». Barbarism clamors for still more.
I am able
to love my God, because he gives freedom to deny him.
The greed
for fruit misses the flower.
Truth
loves its limits for there it meets the beautiful.
Between
the shores of Me and You, there is the loud ocean, my own surging self, which I
long to cross.
True end
is not the reaching of the limit, but in completion which is limitless.
My last
salutations are to them who knew me imperfect and love me.
When death
comes and whispers to me,
«Your days
are ended», let me say to him,
«I have
lived in love and in mere time».
He will
ask, «Will your songs remain?»
I shall
say, «I know not, but this I know, that often when I sang
I found my
eternity »
Through
his writings, he expressed again the wisdom of
ancient
India
meeting the pace of the modern times
Rabindranath
Tagore visited Greece in 1926, when traveling in Europe.
"The
logic and metaphysics, without which there can reflect no man of the West, were
incorporated into the spiritual baggage of humanity" said Tagore about the
achievements of the ancient Greeks. The great
poet has in generally the thought in Greek poetry as it influenced the same way
the whole world. Many books
of the poet were translated in Greek, there were many articles and researches
from Universities , ELINEPA and others on Tagore’s excellent personality which
reflects many of the Indo –Greek influences generated among the centuries as
previously have been analyzed.
Here’s a
small video of a simple Greek person who translated poems of Tagore and mad of
them a video.
The Indian
Council of World Affairs organized an International Conference on “Rabindranath
Tagore – Envoy of India: His Vision of India and the World”. The Conference was held on 9-10 May, 2013 at
Sapru House, New Delhi. The outline of this conference was a commemorative
volume on Tagore’s travels and his vision of India and the World.
The
Conference provided a forum to scholars from the 34 countries that Tagore visited for discussion on his
global legacy as an envoy of India, highlighting his vision of independent
India in a peaceful and unified world free from strife and conflict.
Two
scholars and members of ELINEPA attended the Conference from Greece, Dr.
Dimirios Vassiliadis, who spoke on “Tagore’s historical journey to Greece” and
Dr. Andreas Katonis who spoke on “Tagore and the Delphic Idea”.
The
Conference offered the opportunity to improve our understanding of Tagore’s
contemporary relevance. This included an exploration of his travels to
countries ranging from Japan to Argentina and the extent to which he succeeded
in creating an enduring legacy. It also demonstrated the extent to which
Tagore’s journeys influenced his own views of the universal Man and the world
as a whole. How was he influenced by the culture and traditions of the
countries he visited? How did his thoughts impact the overseas audience? How
did these voyages contributed to his philosophy of internationalism, humanism
and spiritual unity and religion of man?
Since then
many tribute to Tagore had organized at lieast by ELINEPA.
Celebrating
the 150 years from the birth of Rabindranath Tagore, the EL.IN.E.P.A. organized
in co-operation with the Indian Embassy in Athens two events dedicated to the
National Poet of India and Bangladesh.
The first
event took place on the 5th February at the Cultural Center “Floisvos” of
Municipality of Palaio Faliro. In the beginning of the event the Ambassador of
India Mr. Tsewang Topden released the
commemorate volume on Tagore’s 150th Birth Anniversary that was published
by EL.IN.E.P.A. After Ambassador’s introductory speech on life and work of
Tagore, the President of EL.IN.E.P.A. spoke about Tagore’s philosophy and Prof.
Andreas Katonis on the common vision shared by the poets, Tagore and
Sikelianos. Ms Panagiota Koronia, a student of Hindi, presented Tagore’s poems.
After the speeches, the documentary “The Story of Gitanjali” was screened and
the program ended with Kostas Kalaitzis who presented songs of Tagore. In the
event participated numerous artists from the Artistic Association Technosphera
who had exhibited their works in the hall of Floisvos and made a suitable
atmosphere for the whole celebration.
The second
celebration took place a few days later on the 22nd March at the Hall of the
Youth Center of the Municipality of Chalandri, Athens where a photo exhibition
was presented by the Embassy of Bangladesh. In the celebration spoke the
Ambassador of India, the Ambassador of Bangladesh and the Mayor of Chalandri
Mr. Giorgos Kourasis. The event continued until late with Kostas Kalaitzis’
songs and Nektarios Mitritsakis’ ragas in Sitar.
The
documentary “The Story of Gitanjali” on the Life and work of Tagore (30′
English with Greek subtitles prepared by the students of EL.IN.E.P.A.) was
screened sometime later by the Kontra TV channel.
The last
one such event about Tagore happened this year Sunday, April 26and it was about
Mahatma Gandhi and Rabindranath Tagore – Founders of the Modern Indian Thought
. Anyway
Internet is full of posts about Tagore in Greek. I think his poetry is very
near the spirit which still pervades modern Greek intelligentsia, the ancient
Greek Spirit. We enough analyzed above how the cultural origins of the poet
connect with this Spirit through the centuries. Furthermore a quote of the
great poet is “ I believe in the true come together of West with the East.”
To
conclude let’s pay attention to the old and beloved book by Rabindranath
Tagore, "The Religion of the poet."Culture,
according to the Greek dictionary of Babiniotis is the combination of physical
and spiritual achievements (or products of action) of a society. But Tagore
does a lot less technocratic approach to the concept of culture and of course,
much more poetic. Culture,
says Tagore, is the crowning of good manners!
In his
time, a hundred years ago, someone could talk about good manners! In our time,
no. We shake off the oppressive education, of how it is appropriate to treat
others in order to feel that we honor and respect them. And it almost doesn't
concern us, if they treat us accordingly.
Or when we are concerned, we respond in a way not at all civilized. It is very
difficult, being able to have the measure of our acts.
"In
seeking freedom, we reach the promiscuity, seeking democracy we end up in the
misuse of ideas and the operation of " opponents ".
But,
according also to Tagore, to reach culture in a comprehensive level requires
"patience, composure and a comfort atmosphere."
But we
will get patience only when we cease to have desires, because "our desires
are always rushing to meet, rushing pushing one another, they are violent and
brazen. They do not know rest and have no patience to achieve their
purpose." All this is well known in our modern lives.
For the
poise, the ability ie of self control in order to maintain a metron in our
aims, as it is clear, we do not possess it and will not obtain, as long as our
culture rests complacent in history and every modern achievements dedicated 'in
Greece' are personal, individual creations of some persons who have set
targets, mastered their self and imposed to him the minimum "comfort"
to express their creative talent.
The
comfort is a concept that wants particular attention to understanding. Because
usually the economic, political or social comfort, enhance the desires and our
culture is confined to superficial social rituals of politeness.
The
greatest creations were made in times and conditions tight and hard. When
appropriate external conditions do not exist, are replaced by the internal
discipline of the creators. Then the spirit seeks the inner atmosphere of
freedom, it installs it and creates. The
atmosphere of comfort for Tagore though
refers in a transcendent behavior which it should adopt gladly someone to
confirm "good manners" . Because "the real courtesy (as friendly
and caring disposal) is a creation, such as painting and music. It is a
harmonious combination of voice, gestures, movements, words and acts, with whom
expressed a polite behavior. "
So culture
according Tagore is this constant mood of kindness, which "reveals exactly
the man and has no other another object than him."
All other
achievements and activities of "civilized" people is culture, to the
extent based on harmonization of mental courtesy of persons forming a specific
society with feelings of mutual respect, solidarity, mutual acceptance and
responsibility.
This love
is what makes a man civilized and it is the foundation of a civilized society. It is
certainly a very deep and meaningful view on culture, a penetrating gaze of the
Indian Nobel Laureate Poet P. Tagore, who still had the sensitivity to say,
that "For someone to write a really unsettling book, it is very likely to
be considered as energy risky. On the other hand however, be silenced may be a
sin. "
As you
perhaps know I am a poetess, a Greek poetess and Tagore often inspired me, as I
meet him often through poetical exchanges between me and my Indian and Bangladeshian fb friends. One of
my poems, in which his words inspired me, is the poem below. A Tagore’s quote
is its title.
MIND ALL
LOGIC IS KNIFE ALL BLADE, HAND'S
BLEEDING~(RABINDRANATH TAGORE QUOTE)
Sometimes
I fear that
I avoided
reasonably nothing and never
which I
tried to avoid.
Nothing of
what I
extirpate
in fury doesn't just stay aside to
wither
quietly.
How many
times I
rejected
you! How many times I said “This is the end.
I won't go
crazy !”
Feelings
have different
specific
weight between people, so different
between me
and you.
I sink
because of
them, you
float just by not confronting them.
We are not
alike !
How would
I solve this ?
Love
doesn't get cured by a different love, it always fakes
playing
hide 'n seek ...
I sit idly
by ,
waiting...
Life comes swinging herself pretty fancy
and I
ignore her!
Logic,
sharp dagger!
How you
stab me ruthlessly , you annihilate me! Ach!
Wish I was
mindless!
Damn me! I
did all
in my life
consciously, I never had the trump
of mental
lightness ...
END OF PART FOUR.
©CHRYSSAVELISSARIOU2013
SOURCES:
http://minoraki2.blogspot.gr/2011/11/1950-1965.html
https://semeio.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/greek-india
https://semeio.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/greek-india