During my primary school days in Calcutta, celebrating Rabindranath Tagore's (রবীন্দ্রনাথ ঠাকুর) birthday was something every school in the city did. One and the only year I was asked to recite one of his songs at the celebratory function. I was told by Monju Choudhury, my math teacher who was very active in the organization of the function, to recite " Pagla Hawar Badol Dine..(পাগলা হাউয়ার বাদল দিনে....)."
The day arrives. I am about to go on to the stage. She calls and asks me to recite the song before I go on. As I began she says, no! no! no! that is not how you do it! Did anybody not teach you how to recite before? I said, no.
There was no time but to go on. I went up; I began; and next thing I know, someone is sprinkling water on me, somone is fanning me. A crowd had gathered around me. I had fainted. I was embarrased.
Needless to say, Stage was not my calling.........
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