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I know not who paints the pictures on memory's canvas; but whoever he may be, what he ispainting are pictures; by which I mean that he is not there with his brush simply to make afaithful copy of all that is happening. He takes in and leaves out according to his taste. Hemakes many a big thing small and small thing big. He has no compunction in putting intothe background that which was to the fore, or bringing to the front that which was behind.In short he is painting pictures, and not writing history.Thus, over Life's outward aspect passes the series of events, and within is being painted aset of pictures. The two correspond but are not one.We do not get the leisure to view thoroughly this studio within us. Portions of it now andthen catch our eye, but the greater part remains out of sight in the darkness. Why the everbusy painter is painting; when he will have done; for what gallery his pictures aredestined—who can tell?Some years ago, on being questioned as to the events of my past life, I had occasion to pryinto this picture-chamber. I had thought to be content with selecting some few materialsfor my Life's story. I then discovered, as I opened the door, that Life's memories are notLife's history, but the original work of an unseen Artist. The variegated colours scatteredabout are not reflections of outside lights, but belong to the painter himself, and comepassion-tinged from his heart; thereby unfitting the record on the canvas for use asevidence in a court of law.But though the attempt to gather precise history from memory's storehouse may befruitless, there is a fascination in looking over the pictures, a fascination which cast its spellon me.The road over which we journey, the wayside shelter in which we pause, are not pictureswhile yet we travel—they are too necessary, too obvious. When, however, before turninginto the evening resthouse, we look back upon the cities, fields, rivers and hills which wehave been through in Life's morning, then, in the light of the passing day, are they picturesindeed. Thus, when my opportunity came, did I look back, and was engrossed.

I know not who paints the pictures on memory's canvas; but whoever he may be, what he ispainting are pictures; by which I mean that he is not there with his brush simply to make afaithful copy of all that is happening. He takes in and leaves out according to his taste. Hemakes many a big thing small and small thing big. He has no compunction in putting intothe background that which was to the fore, or bringing to the front that which was behind.In short he is painting pictures, and not writing history.Thus, over Life's outward aspect passes the series of events, and within is being painted aset of pictures. The two correspond but are not one.We do not get the leisure to view thoroughly this studio within us. Portions of it now andthen catch our eye, but the greater part remains out of sight in the darkness. Why the everbusy painter is painting; when he will have done; for what gallery his pictures aredestined—who can tell?Some years ago, on being questioned as to the events of my past life, I had occasion to pryinto this picture-chamber. I had thought to be content with selecting some few materialsfor my Life's story. I then discovered, as I opened the door, that Life's memories are notLife's history, but the original work of an unseen Artist. The variegated colours scatteredabout are not reflections of outside lights, but belong to the painter himself, and comepassion-tinged from his heart; thereby unfitting the record on the canvas for use asevidence in a court of law.But though the attempt to gather precise history from memory's storehouse may befruitless, there is a fascination in looking over the pictures, a fascination which cast its spellon me.The road over which we journey, the wayside shelter in which we pause, are not pictureswhile yet we travel—they are too necessary, too obvious. When, however, before turninginto the evening resthouse, we look back upon the cities, fields, rivers and hills which wehave been through in Life's morning, then, in the light of the passing day, are they picturesindeed. Thus, when my opportunity came, did I look back, and was engrossed.

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Man's history is being shaped according to the difficulties it encounters. These have offered us problems and claimed their solutions from us, the penalty of non-fulfilment being death or degradation. These difficulties have been different in different peoples of the earth, and in the manner of our overcoming them lies our distinction. The Scythians of the earlier period of Asiatic history had to struggle with the scarcity of their natural resources. The easiest solution that they could think of was to organize their whole population, men, women, and children, into bands of robbers. And they were irresistible to those who were chiefly engaged in the constructive work of social co-operation. But fortunately for man the easiest path is not his truest path. If his nature were not as complex as it is, if it were as simple as that of a pack of hungry wolves, then, by this time, those hordes of marauders would have overrun the whole earth. But man, when confronted with difficulties, has to acknowledge that he is man, that he has his responsibilities to the higher faculties of his nature, by ignoring which he may achieve success that is immediate, perhaps, but that will become a death-trap to him. For what are obstacles to the lower creatures are opportunities to the higher life of man.

Nationalism is based on lectures delivered by him during the First World War. While the nations of Europe were doing battle, Tagore urged his audiences in Japan and the United States to eschew political aggressiveness and cultural arrogance. The lectures emphasize Tagore’s political and philosophical views on human understanding and its weakness for power and material hoardings. Tagore’s Nationalism holds much relevance in today’s environment of violence and intolerance.RABINDRANATH TAGORE:Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941) was the youngest son of Debendranath Tagore, a leader of the Brahmo Samaj. He was educated at home and although at seventeen he was sent to England for formal schooling, he did not finish his studies there. In his mature years, in addition to his many-sided literary activities, he managed the family estates, a project which brought him into close touch with common humanity and increased his interest in social reforms. He also started an experimental school at Shantiniketan where he tried his Upanishadic ideals of education. From time to time he participated in the Indian nationalist movement, though in his own non-sentimental and visionary way; and Gandhi, the political father of modern India, was his devoted friend. Tagore was knighted by the ruling British Government in 1915, but within a few years he resigned the honour as a protest against British policies in India.Tagore had early success as a writer in his native Bengal. With his translations of some of his poems he became rapidly known in the West. In fact, his fame attained a luminous height, taking him across continents on lecture tours and tours of friendship. For the world he became the voice of India's spiritual heritage; and for India, especially for Bengal, he became a great living institution.Although, Tagore wrote successfully in all literary genres, he was first of all a poet. Among his fifty and odd volumes of poetry are Manasi (1890) , Sonar Tari (1894) , Gitanjali (1910) , Gitimalya (1914) , and Balaka (1916) . The English renderings of his poetry, which include The Gardener (1913), Fruit-Gathering (1916), and The Fugitive (1921), do not generally correspond to particular volumes in the original Bengali; and in spite of its title, Gitanjali: Song Offerings (1912), the most acclaimed of them, contains poems from other works besides its namesake. Tagore’s major plays are Raja (1910) , Dakghar (1912) , Achalayatan (1912) , Muktadhara (1922) , and Raktakaravi (1926) . He is the author of several volumes of short stories and a number of novels, among them Gora (1910), Ghare-Baire (1916) , and Yogayog (1929).

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