' all things bright and beautiful br all creatures great and small br all things wise and wonderful br the lord god made them all br br each little flower that opens br each little bird that sings br he made them every body br he made them every one...' br br a song i was taught to sing br every morning in my boarding school' br what a joyful song to sing br yet not with joy i sang it in school br br woken up early in the morn br as a kid i would miss my mom and home br disciplined to sing this song every morn br i did so without its joy catching on br br similarly..... br br ' where the mind is without fear br where the head is held high br where knowledge is free br where words come out from the depth of truth' br br a verse from gitanjali read out br every monday in open assembly we stand out br a routine read out...it went on br without stirring my soul a bit br br a year or two after school br when on my own i was drawn br to read gitanjali i could not put it down br a soul stirring collection of poems br br AN ASPECT IT WAS...... br br any thing you read br any thing you hear br any life you live br without an aspect of you br in it....