Rabindranath Tagore

Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
Rabindranath Tagore
Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
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Twelve O'Clock

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Mother, I do want to leave off my lessons now. I have been at my
book all the morning.
You say it is only twelve o'clock. Suppose it isn't any later;
can't you ever think it is afternoon when it is only twelve
o'clock?
I can easily imagine now that the sun has reached the edge of
that rice-field, and the old fisher-woman is gathering herbs for
her supper by the side of the pond.
I can just shut my eyes and think that the shadows are growing
darker under the madar tree, and the water in the pond looks shiny

black.
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Rajesh Thankappan 31 January 2015

A boy tired of study and deprived of fun wishes the night to visit him at noon!

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i''aofff[e9ri 23 November 2020

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Suryendu Chaudhury 08 October 2020

Imagination makes the chronological time subjective and turns day to night and what not.

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Jatin 06 December 2017

Another

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Rod Mendieta 14 December 2016

What difference, truly, between dream and wakefulness? If twelve o'clock can come in the night, why can't the night come when it is twelve o'clock?

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Salma Nasser 18 September 2016

I loved it, it's truly good

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