Our very own Thomas Chatterton, Bhanusingha, Tagore's adolescence-16 years avatar, also created such masterpieces at that tender age, emulating Vaishnavite poets like Vidyapati and Chandidasa, whose leit motif was the cult of worshipping theb amour of Radha and Krishna. He has left a spell at that age, which seems well-nigh impossible...and, that too was written in apparently Maithili language. In his autobiographical tome, Jibansmriti, Rabindranath has made an elaborate discourse on this magical poetic experience. . . that, in one rain soaked afternoon, with clouds louring from the sky he was spellbound and having a slate and a pencil scribbled 'Gahanokusumo Kunjamaajhey'...this opened up the fountainhead of the heavenly poet in him and he wrote a voluminous series of poems on this genre. Here we find a bizarre similarity of Rabindranath with the young poet, who looked like an angel, Thomas Chatterton...who has to under go onslaught most savage by the contemporary critics and so called connoisseurs. From his "Last Will and Testament", a line was gleaned, and was inscribed as his epitaph, "To the memory of Thomas Chatterton. Reader! judge not. If thou art a Christian, believe that he shall be judged by a Superior Power. To that Power only is he now answerable."...after his most untimely death at a very tender age, them a successive Romantics -chiefly, Wordsworth, Coleridge, Shelley, Keats and much later Dante G. Rosseti were enraged and they scribbled lines with his fond remembrance I 'ld be signing off with a couple of lines by Percy Shelley, that was written by a poet, whose ideals regarding Romanticism was unparalleled: "The inheritors of unfulfilled renown
Rose from their thrones, built beyond mortal thought,
Far in the unapparent. Chatterton
Rose pale, his solemn agony had not
Yet faded from him;"- Adonais/ Percy Shelley However, it is much relieving that Tagore was not pilloried and crucified, for his unique venture that would be cherished generations after generations...

                             Gohono Kusumo Kunja Majhe.....Co-ordinated by Sarbani Shome

Likewise her Greecian counterpart Athena or Roman goddess Minerva, the Hinduism worships Goddess Saraswarti...personally an atheist, or at best agnostic that I am , there is no possibility of formal worshiping her by me, where the other members complies with the associated rituals.However, Rabindranath Tagore , who, was really cosmic, there is not a single domain on the earth where he never treaded with his gargantuan stature and illuminated that realm...I want to offer most humbly a song by the poet cosmic on the Hindu goddess of learning, fine arts like music, painting etc. Portrayed as a exceptionally beautiful and elegant young lady with a lyre she is being worshiped today in the Hindu households, in the meantime let us savour the poet's paean most lyrical and mellifluous , dedicated to her.

Bhebechhi toh andhokarey aami hobo raater purut
Aadim mandirey ekaa tumi eso nagnotaar debi, 
Magnotaar andhokarey aami jaar ekmaatro sebee,
Dhooper gandher swad debey eney ekhon j doot –
Sey toh sudhu gandhobaho prithibir pushpomoy maas
Puraano moder gandhey bhorey jaay raater baatas,
Othobaa hridoye dhaaley jantronaar korun nirjaas. - Symphony




My slapdash and shoddy trans-creation has done immense injustice to the original poet, despite all reading him makes the poet extraordinaire Al Mahmud more and more fascinating and unputdownable, I seek apology for the flawed and deficient translation, or rather transcreation, for that matter: 
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I’ld preside upon the nocturnal ritual
I invoke thee, the deity of nudity in the antique temple,
I would be the lone worshipper in the immersed darkness
The aroma wafting incense would be borne by the messenger
Who is naught but the earth’s fragrant springtime –the floral month
The heady magic of the aeon old wine makes the nightly air dizzy,
The excruciating gaiety makes you immaculate,
Or pours down the essence of grieving anguish onto the inner sanctum of my heart. - Symphony


Note:  Al Mahmud is a Bangladeshi Poet, novelist, short-story writer. He is considered as one of the greatest Bengali poets emerged in the 1950s, his enchanting book of poem Sonali Kabin (1966) is a milestone in the history of Bengali poetry.