158 Birthday celebration of Gurudev, Jorasanko.

Madhab Burman
Sep 15, 2018
2 min read

" To-day the morning has closed its

eyes , heedles of the insistant calls of

the loud east wind ,and a thick veil has

been drawn over the ever -wakeful blue sky."

-Gurudev.

25 th Baisakh of Bengali Calendar is a national holiday in India and a festival day celebrated by all bengali people who lives in India or abroad .

Everywhere in Bengal is celebrate this day with his words 'Live with Legends.'

Why is this celebration ?

This is the day Nobel Laureate Gurudev is born . On his birthday not only bengal the whole India celebrate and world too.

It's not possible to write about him in a single page though ,I am stopping write about Gurudev .

This day we reached Jorasako thakur bari at mid of the day.

When I entered His residence first time for moment my mind saying to me , its the place where Gurudev is born .

Masterpice of literic creation had been created here .

I was silent for moment . Amazing feeling to be here .

At jorasanko Thakurbari is decorating today , only we can say

amazing . Here it is the Entrance .

Inside the campus old heritage building saying to hereself ," here a lot of master pieace of creation created here , formation of thought created here , more and more ...I'm the only evidence of history ....."

We are , myself and my one of amigo entering the campus bit by bit , experiencing with amazing feeling to be here on this occassion .

Wow , here everything is present. What is to be in a poem , novel , fiction and drama .......

Here , Respect to Gurudev is also seen like wise a drama also present .....

Presence of Love is in the air , presence of happiness , presence of drama , presence of emotion , everything is here . Art is also exists .

Here a complete fiction is exists. We can see here all the characters lively , emotion , love , acting , respect what is to be in novel or literic creation ,everyhting is here .

OMG! We have forgotten this the place of Gurudev.

" There came a sound in the dead of the night.We sleepily thoughts it was the distant thunder .The earth shook,the walls rocked.and it troubled us in our sleep .Only some said , it was the sound of the wheels .We said in a drowsy murmur."No,it must be the rumbling of clouds!" "