IBMC #08: The Nursery Rhyme Challenge

Second IBMC post for the day!  I can cover up this backlog now! So, after this post, we’d have two days left. And two tasks at hand. Perfect!

The rhyme that I’ll be using for this task IBMC #08: The Nursery Rhyme Challenge, 💫🌟, you guessed it:

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

(Personifying the twinkling of a star to a man’s far and almost unable to reach ambitions and goals. How he keeps contemplating the possibility of it’s existence and how life would be after achieving it. Measuring his distance from his dreams, so that he knows how much to work hard. Comparing it to treasures that possess immense value, but only he knows, how much more his aspirations are worth)

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

(Eh, he just keeps dreaming the possibilities)

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon.

Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

(First of all, before I start deciphering this piece of rhyme, does anyone on this planet remember these part of the rhyme? Or is it just me, who used to repeat the chorus back and forth like an aggravating idiot? Ugh. 

When the overbearing distractions are gone. And when you realise, those aberrations don’t last long enough to be true. That’s where the dreams come in. Affixed to the dark futile sky. It keeps up your hope, twinkles along and gives a reason to go on)

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

(My favorite part, the obsession!)

Then the traveller in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark.
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.

(I don’t remember reciting this either😑

The traveller in the dark is a personification of the person who’s lost his path, forgotten his duties and it is his ultimate goals (stars, here) that lead him back to light. And in it’s absence, his life would turn out to be chaotic, because despite knowing that journey’s importance, it is the destination that gives the need to carry on with the journey. And lost he was in this journey, if the goals did not remind him of their importance, then his path would never make sense)

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

(Ha!)

In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep.
For you never shut your eye,
Till the sun is in the sky.

(Irrespective of how dark the days are, it’s the need to achieve the dreams that keep us going. And even though, I shut you close sometimes, the heartfelt desires never leave. Because like a guarding angel, you never stop guiding me in this path. Never stop until the goal is reached)

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

(Isn’t this line so wonderfully depicted? I mean it gives an idea of how a man keeps contemplating his life after his needs in life are met. And until then, he keeps over- analysing and thinking all prospects)

As your bright and tiny spark,
Lights the traveller in the dark.
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

(It’s the same repetition really. Except here the narrator is not sure about his idea about it. He has no idea that stars are not dreams, or guiding lights but just big balls of fuming gas)

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

(They are big balls of gas. There was no point in of all this😕)

Argh.