Rabindranath Tagore, renowned for being widely considered as "the Shakespeare of the Bengali language", eloquently conveyed his poetic depiction of a day’s commencement as “Night's darkness is a bag that bursts with the gold of the dawn”.
Tagore’s beautiful description, originating from his literary masterpiece, "Stray Birds", resonates with me. For starters, Tagore’s home state is the one I am currently based in, West Bengal. Secondly, I have become accustomed to viewing and appreciating the sunrise at dawn that "encroaches" upon West Bengal’s countryside every morning, ever since I took up residency at the VSSU guesthouse in Ullon village roughly three months ago.[caption id="attachment_2280" align="aligncenter" width="436"]
Rabindranath Tagore may have been onto something when he wrote down his elegant thoughts on dawn.[/caption]Every morning, I wake up from my bed with a view of a picturesque garden surrounded by neatly tilled, lush rice fields, separated by lined trees and sparsely dotted by fishponds. They are lit up by a simmering amber sunrise. To me, this is the "gold of the dawn" that Tagore portrays in his writings. The bag known as “night’s darkness” has been “burst” by our alluring rising Sun, the “gold of the dawn”.After showering and getting changed, I start my daily morning routine by strolling around the garden, followed by a walk in the adjacent rice fields. Not only do I welcome the sight of a glowing yet heartwarming Bengali sunrise, I also appreciate Mother Nature’s other local gifts. These include the mist enveloping the fields and fishponds and the chirping birds; their singing is so melodic to my ears. Humanity enriches the morning setting by providing sights of the occasional village house, usually alongside the odd villager or two toiling in the fields (and sometimes more!). Human Civilisation has certainly neatly juxtaposed itself with Mother Nature- at least in West Bengal.I would like to share with all of you Milaap blog fans of the privilege receive every morning- pictures presenting the wonderful sunrise that appears everyday at dawn in Ullon village and its immediate rural environs.Without further ado, here are a few of my own snapshots showing what I wake up to everyday:[caption id="attachment_2265" align="aligncenter" width="1953"]
Typical Bengali fishpond right outside the guesthouse being lit up by a beautiful sunrise.[/caption][caption id="attachment_2273" align="aligncenter" width="1323"]
Adjacent rice fields being mildly enveloped in morning mist.[/caption][caption id="attachment_2275" align="aligncenter" width="1323"]
Another view of the rice fields at dawn for your viewing pleasure.[/caption][caption id="attachment_2277" align="aligncenter" width="1323"]
A village house belonging to one of my neighbours. I think the sunrise in the background adds a bit of "sun flare" to their home. N'est-ce pas?[/caption][caption id="attachment_2270" align="aligncenter" width="1323"]
Lastly, my favourite picture: the VSSU guesthouse garden always being lit up by a simmering sunrise glow.[/caption]
Rabindranath Tagore may have been onto something when he wrote down his elegant thoughts on dawn.[/caption]Every morning, I wake up from my bed with a view of a picturesque garden surrounded by neatly tilled, lush rice fields, separated by lined trees and sparsely dotted by fishponds. They are lit up by a simmering amber sunrise. To me, this is the "gold of the dawn" that Tagore portrays in his writings. The bag known as “night’s darkness” has been “burst” by our alluring rising Sun, the “gold of the dawn”.After showering and getting changed, I start my daily morning routine by strolling around the garden, followed by a walk in the adjacent rice fields. Not only do I welcome the sight of a glowing yet heartwarming Bengali sunrise, I also appreciate Mother Nature’s other local gifts. These include the mist enveloping the fields and fishponds and the chirping birds; their singing is so melodic to my ears. Humanity enriches the morning setting by providing sights of the occasional village house, usually alongside the odd villager or two toiling in the fields (and sometimes more!). Human Civilisation has certainly neatly juxtaposed itself with Mother Nature- at least in West Bengal.I would like to share with all of you Milaap blog fans of the privilege receive every morning- pictures presenting the wonderful sunrise that appears everyday at dawn in Ullon village and its immediate rural environs.Without further ado, here are a few of my own snapshots showing what I wake up to everyday:[caption id="attachment_2265" align="aligncenter" width="1953"]
Typical Bengali fishpond right outside the guesthouse being lit up by a beautiful sunrise.[/caption][caption id="attachment_2273" align="aligncenter" width="1323"]
Adjacent rice fields being mildly enveloped in morning mist.[/caption][caption id="attachment_2275" align="aligncenter" width="1323"]
Another view of the rice fields at dawn for your viewing pleasure.[/caption][caption id="attachment_2277" align="aligncenter" width="1323"]
A village house belonging to one of my neighbours. I think the sunrise in the background adds a bit of "sun flare" to their home. N'est-ce pas?[/caption][caption id="attachment_2270" align="aligncenter" width="1323"]
Lastly, my favourite picture: the VSSU guesthouse garden always being lit up by a simmering sunrise glow.[/caption]
