Chapter two — Sarat, Sisir and Subhas: a self-giving heart and a daring life with their cynosure

Sarat Chandra Bose

Sarat Chandra, I offer you My soulful obeisance, My flower-heart-obeisance. At each hush-gap your heart pined For your brother's progress-light. You were your affection-ocean. You were your vastness-heart unbounded. You were your hope-fountain. You were your Motherland-lover, Dauntless and deathless. Sarat Chandra, O self-giver, You came into the world From the realm transcendental. Your aspiration-heart desired The victory-manifestation Of the breathless fragrance: Subhas — Dearer than your life itself. Triumphant you were!