Boyhood Days

I was then about seven or eight. I had no useful role to play in this worldand that old palki too had been dismissed from all forms of usefulemployment... Hidde... » 

I was then about seven or eight. I had no useful role to play in this worldand that old palki too had been dismissed from all forms of usefulemployment... Hidden inside an ancient palanquin on a hot lonely afternoon ayoung boy sets off on an imaginary adventure. He encounters gangs of banditsarrives at palaces where kings bathe in sandalwoodscented water and thehunter accompanying him gets rid of the tiger lurking in the forest with abang of his gun. The boy gifted with a vivid imagination and a sensitivemind grew up to become one of Indias greatest poets and thinkers. In BoyhoodDays Rabindranath Tagore recounts his growing up years with gentle wit andhumour. He describes life in nineteenthcentury Kolkata when the only light inthe evening came from castoroil lamps when hackney carriages raced throughthe citys streets and women travelled in palanquins to the Ganga for theirbath. He writes about his early love for music and poetry the myriadinfluences that shaped his thinking and about the other members of his largegifted family. «