This is a story written by celebrated Indian writer, Ruskin Bond. I am reading this to honour him on his birthday on 19th May. Ruskin Bond lives in Mussourie, a hill station in Uttarakhand, India. He writes about the simple things of life. This is a story from the times when Sahibs and Memsahibs still lived in India and motor cars had yet to jam roads and people used Horse Buggies.

I am a storyteller, but today being Tagore's birthday I chose to upload a song written by him, it is sung by me. The song tells us how the poet saw his freedom in the freedom of every being, non-being of the universe. He tells us how his freedom resides in everybody's heart, his liberty is in the arduous journey of reducing the pain and hardship of the world.