Line by line meaning of the poem Playthings by Rabindranath Tagore
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This poem opens up with a child playing with a broken twig (not even a nice twig), and being happy even though he has nothing. In the third line however, Tagore appears to be burdened with work. This poem is set on this contrast: the child playing happily with nothing, and Tagore being stressed with many things. To the child, everything is a game. He is refers to Tagore's work as a game. something that Tagore agrees with in the conclusion of the poem. Whether it is mud piles or accounting, it's all a game, the difference between the two is that the child finds and creates his own games, while Tagore has to follow rules and standards. The child is happy playing with nothing, while Tagore has gathered lumps of gold and silver, but is still saddened by the work. He has to spend his efforts toward things he will never achieve, so he begins to wonder why he wastes the effort. While the child is happy with his broken twig, Tagore struggles to cross the sea of desire. He struggles because it is a never ending sea. the more he achieves, the more he wants, the more he will be let down, the more sadness he will find. The only true way for someone to be happy is to forget about lumps of gold and silver, and remember that life is a game. One must find and create out of nothing if they want to be happy.
Also, Tagore refers to this game as an art form. It is the art of simplicity, as Tagore often writes about simplicity. Everyone is born with this art, as the child has, and then forget as they grow older, as Tagore has found. Once you set out across the sea of desire, you lose sight of the simplicity in life. Like Tagore, you forget to see the game in everything. "Playthings" is about finding joy in everything and being content with what you have.
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बच्चे, सुबह-सुबह टूटी टहनी के साथ खेलते हुए, तुम कितनी खुशी से बैठे हो ।
मैं टूटी हुई टहनी के उस छोटे से टुकड़े के साथ तुम्हारे खेलने पर मुस्कुराता हूं।
मैं अपने खातों के साथ व्यस्त हूं, घंटे के हिसाब से आंकड़े जोड़ रहा हूं।
शायद तुम मेरी तरफ देखो और सोचों, "आपकी सुबह खराब करने के लिए क्या बेवकूफी भरा खेल है!"
बालक, मैं लाठी और कीचड़-पीज में लीन होने की कला को भूल गया हूँ।
मैं महंगे प्लेथिंग की तलाश करता हूं, और सोने और चांदी के ढेरों को इकट्ठा करता हूं।
जो कुछ भी आपको लगता है कि आप अपने खुश खेल बनाते हैं, मैं अपना समय और अपनी ताकत दोनों चीजों पर खर्च करता हूं जो मैं कभी नहीं प्राप्त कर सकता हूं।
अपने फ्रिल डोंगी में मैं इच्छा के समुद्र को पार करने के लिए संघर्ष करता हूं, और यह भूल जाता हूं कि मैं भी एक खेल खेल रहा हूं।