Each day, Rabindranath Tagore received hundreds of letters. One morning, he received a letter that left him amused. It was a letter from a twelve year old girl named Ranu who complained the poet was not writing any more stories. The tone of the letter aroused the poet’s curiosity and he wrote to her.
When Madhurilata, the poet’s eldest daughter passed away suddenly, he was completely shattered. Struggling silently with his grief he went in search of Ranu, who he had not met till then. When she eventually appeared before him, Rabindranath wondered whether she was an angel who had just descended from the Heaven to soothe his grieving heart.
An unusual relationship started between the fifty eight year old poet and the young Ranu. She brought him back memories of his dead sister-in-law, while he in turn became Ranu’s very own Bhanu Dada. Even as the poet’s own life got entangled with personal, social and political responsibilities, his restless soul cried out for Ranu’s soothing touch.
Through her child like innocent love he regained his youthful spirit and creativity and, perhaps, had a glimpse into the world of enduring beauty.