The Face

Posted: April 18, 2015 in Uncategorized
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Extracted from ‘The Conclusion’ by Rabindranath Tagore Page 194.

14:Stories that Inspired Satyajit Ray

When the village Zamindar’s private boat docked on the riverbank, the women of the village ensured that their heads and faces were covered. But Mrinmoyi was not one to conform to such conventions. She would present herself unabashed, hair blowing in the wind and someone’s naked baby in her arms – a spirited doe that had learnt no fear in a land devoid of hunters. She would then dart back to her playmates, all boys, and mimic the mannerisms of this strange creature that had arrived at the village.

During his earler trips home, Apurva had seen this wayward, carefree girl a couple of times, and had often thought of her. One sees hundreds of faces in this world, but once in a while, a face captures a special place in one’s heart. Interestingly, physical beauty may not be the only reason for this. It is, perhaps, the simplicity of the face that is responsible. In most cases, a person’s true self doesn’t show in his or her visage. But the face in which one could easily see the true nature of the girl – that of a wild, untamed, fearless deer prancing in the woods. No wonder one couldn’t forget a face such her’s.

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About Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore was a Bengali Poet, Artist & Philosopher, who wrote many stories, novels and dramas, as well beautiful musical compositions. His writing were majorly influenced with Bengali culture. He was Asia’s 1st Nobel Prize Winner in Literature.

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