Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Beats in the Heart

Toastmasters are fanatics. They harp on the same string, - communications, communications, and communications, - how effective your message can reach your audience is how better you are as a Toastmaster.


Speaking about communications, this early morning calm and the arcane silence remind me of one person, who, I think, can be called as one of the greatest toastmasters of all time. Gurudev Rabindranath Thakur. It was he who fostered a new trend, a culture that embodies modernity and richness. Just for the last few hours I was listening to one ordinary Bengali song that took me to an extraordinary height – where the mind felt no bondage. It takes my mind to a journey to a distant place – a journey to nowhere – where I would feel the charm of serenity – the solitude that helps people rediscover themselves. A century ago, one scattered words as if they were pearls, and made garland of songs and now, in the age of 3G mobiles, palmtops, and YouTube, people adorn the same ornament as the décor-de-soul. Time, space, all bounds – are effaced by the appeal of the songs, nay the hymn of hallowing. Should “effective” not be the apt adjective for this sort of communication? And Tagore was a true toastmaster who had toasts of songs for all the occasions in life, be it soothing or saddening.






Amalo Dhabolo Paale – legechhe mondo modhuro hawa. The gentle breeze has pushed the bright white headsail. And Tagore’s creations pushed the headsail of the canoe of this community in the sea of creed and culture. Tagore Songs, however, are not just gentle breeze but the gust of gale; it will keep on pushing, even in its serene and tranquilizing vocal forms, not with the instruments that add impurity to what is, to me, the music straight from the core of our heart.

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