Ore Agun Amar Bhai
In our culture, fire is one of the most worshiped forms of God .It finds a place in every religious function. We chant hymms and give
offerings to fire right from our naming ceremony to our last rights .There is
a sense of feared divinity in fire . That, it is pure and pristine, yet it can
burn and destroy. It can cleanse our evil karmas if we offer it Samidhas
and yet, it can inflict unbearable pain . We love to see the brilliant flames of fire yet , try to protect ourselves from it .Such is the mystic and complex picture
of fire God, that we have in our minds.
But calling fire as one’s brother, telling it, that we are similar, Inviting it with love and affection and adoring it as the final savior
from the bonds of this material world takes a different kind of heart. A heart that has boundless love for everything, it connects to .
Gurudev glorifies funeral
fire . The ultimate equalizer ! The sweet mate that embraces us in our final journey
and liberates us from the chains and bondage of this gross material world.
The ever rising, dancing
glorious savior, the brilliant bursting freedom that fire is ,can be seen only through the eyes of Gurudev . When the whole world is
immersed in the thoughts of intimacy of ordinary kind, Gurudev thinks about
intimacy with funeral fire. He says "both bodies will become one and sway in glee" .
The picture of fire receiving our beaten up bodies, hearts and souls in its arms and rocking us in its ,soft ,soothing ,purifying heat, relieving us from all our woes of life is so elating .
I am now sure , when my time comes ,I may skip Geeta Chanting but not this song .
What a positive invocation it will provide for the final journey !!
Lyrics in English
Ore agun amar bhai
Ami tomarie joy gai
Tomar oi shikol bhanga amon ranga murti dekhi nai
Tumi du hat tule akash pane metecho aaj kiser gane,
Aki anandomoy nrito abhoy bolihari jai
Jedin bhaber meyad phurabe bhai, agol jabe sore
Se din hater dori, payer beri, dibi re chai kore
Se din amar ango tomar ange oi nachone nachbe range
Sakol daho mitbe dahe, ghuchbe sab balai
Courtesy: http://www.geetabitan.com/
Translation in English
Flame of fire -- we are akin,
I exalt you with a song
Nothing is as free, as flushed, to me
As your fiery form
Your raise your ecstatic arms
In a divine, happy dance
And when I die and my fetters bust
You will singe my bonds
Your body and mine will sway in glee
Your flare will burn my impetuosity
And as every twinge is turned to ash
My woes will vanish with your raging flash.
I exalt you with a song
Nothing is as free, as flushed, to me
As your fiery form
Your raise your ecstatic arms
In a divine, happy dance
And when I die and my fetters bust
You will singe my bonds
Your body and mine will sway in glee
Your flare will burn my impetuosity
And as every twinge is turned to ash
My woes will vanish with your raging flash.
Courtesy : http://gitabitan-en.blogspot.in/
