Vocation Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India

Vocation

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When the gong sounds ten in the morning and I walk to school by our
lane.
Every day I meet the hawker crying, 'Bangles, crystal
bangles! '
There is nothing to hurry him on, there is no road he must
take, no place he must go to, no time when he must come home.
I wish I were a hawker, spending my day in the road, crying,
'Bangles, crystal bangles! '
When at four in the afternoon I come back from the school,
I can see through the gate of that house the gardener digging
the ground.
He does what he likes with his spade, he soils his clothes
with dust, nobody takes him to task if he gets baked in the sun or
gets wet.
I wish I were a gardener digging away at the garden with
nobody to stop me from digging.
Just as it gets dark in the evening and my mother sends me to
bed,
I can see through my open window the watchman walking up and
down.
The lane is dark and lonely, and the street-lamp stands like
a giant with one red eye in its head.
The watchman swings his lantern and walks with his shadow at
his side, and never once goes to bed in his life.
I wish I were a watchman walking the streets all night,
chasing the shadows with my lantern.

Vocation
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Puneet Nahata 31 January 2006

'Vocation’, a beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore, highlights the feelings of a boy, who craves for freedom from his regimentated life. A boy who is bound by the rules of school, home and society, observes the routine life of a bangle-seller, a gardener and a watchman and wants to take their place. The routine bound boy wants freedom like these people. He wants to be anyone of them.

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Bubblegum Buddy 13 March 2012

'Vocation’, a beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore, highlights the feelings of a boy, who craves for freedom from his regimentated life. A boy who is bound by the rules of school, home and society, observes the routine life of a bangle-seller, a gardener and a watchman and wants to take their place. The routine bound boy wants freedom like these people. He wants to be anyone of them.

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Surajit Banerjee 09 May 2014

The agony of a captivated visionary child.

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Rabindranath tagore 19 November 2019

I have said it very nice it was jovial

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piyush 24 January 2021

i like poem

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Meet kanabar 18 November 2019

I am a pro at everything and you all are noob

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deepth 19 November 2019

are u from the millennium school

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Meet kanabar 18 November 2019

I am the best and I am a pro I am so famous in my school

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Purav 18 November 2019

It sucks....... Do you like it if yes dislike if no like....................... Gowtham do you like it? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

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Purav 18 November 2019

It sucks gowtham do you like it

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Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
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