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THE POEM, ABHISARA - THE TRYST BY GURUDEV RABINDRA NATH TAGORE IS TAUGHT IN INDIA IN ISC CLASS 11 BOARDS.
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The word abhisara literally means a secret rendezvous of lovers.
Tryst - an appointment to meet at a specified time and place, esp. one made secretly by lovers.
Abhisara translated as ‘The Tryst’, was written by Rabindranath in 1899. It is a story poem based on Upagupta, a Buddhist monk who lived in the 300 BCE and was revered by Emperor Ashoka and is still said to have a following in Myanmar.
The Poem “Upagupta” establishes the impermanence of sensual pleasures, the root cause of sorrow being attachment to material pleasures etc. and many such philosophical and spiritual truths. Tagore achieves this through the incidents in the life of a dancing girl and her meeting with an ascetic called Upagupta.
Love is both physical as well as spiritual. Physical love is just a biological attraction and is conditional in nature, while spiritual love is divine and does not change as per the situation. Thus spiritual love is unconditional in nature.
The qualities were he was Buddha's disciple and was leading clear and strict ways of life according to Buddhist principles. He had sacrificed the material world. Buddhist monks typically lead a simple, stringent lifestyle.
Upagupta is also known as the spiritual teacher of Mauryan King Ashoka. Upagupta's guru was the disciple of Buddha's attendant Ananda and his name was Sanavasi.
'Abhisar' is a poem written by Rabindranath Tagore in the collection 'Katha'. It narrates a story of a Buddhist monk, Upagupta, of 3rd Century BC and a legendary courtesan of the time ,Vasavdatta, in the city of Mathura . According to some stories in the Sanskrit text Ashokavadana, Upagupta was the spiritual teacher of the Mauryan emperor Ashoka. Upagupta's teacher was Sanavasi who was a disciple of Ānanda, the Buddha's attendant.
A courtesan was a professional mistress, a prostitute of the highest rank who provided her services and companionship to wealthy nobles or rulers. Courtesans were popular among Renaissance aristocrats and royalty, whose marriages were often arranged for the political or financial gain of their families.
Tagore adopted the story-line in his poem with some changes from the Vodhisattwavadanakalpalata by Kshemendra, the 10th-11th century Kashmiri poet. Steeped in human appeal so typical of Tagore's work,it gives us a glimpse of India's ancient culture.
The spiritual divinity and the universality of human behavior portrayed in it, is an effort to extricate ourselves from the mundane materialism in any relationship that is so common everywhere. in Buddhas word -"We Don't See Things As They Are, We See Them As We Are".We tend to see the world what we like it to be but not as it is” … and therefore there is suffering in the world.
In the story, in the month of Sraban, the monk was at sleep in Mathura, when Vasavdatta - the city's diva or courtesan trips over and notices the monk. Enchanted by the handsome appearance of the monk, Vasavdatta invites him to go with her to her house. But Upagupta tells her that he cannot go with her as the time has not yet come; when time comes, he will go. After a passage of seven months, when the month of Chaitra came, the city folks went to a festival out in the forest. In the lone city, Upagupta goes beyond the precincts and finds Vasavdatta severely deformed by a disease with pustules covering her body. The city people had cast her out of the city's wall. The monk nurses the woman with care - telling her that the time for their togetherness has come.
THE Tryst
Sanyasi Upagupta
Was asleep under the shade of
The city ramparts of Mathura - a high thick wall made of stone or earth, usually with a path on top, that has been built around a castle, town, etc. in order to protect it
A breeze had blown off the lamps and flares.
The palace doors were shut.
The stars of the night
Had disappeared behind clouds.
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