Jottings of Idle Hours
I am talking about the Bauls of Bengal and the Mahima people of Odisha. For the members of these spiritual sects 'Being Human' is not a mere slogan to be displayed on T-shirts to redeem past sins. Their whole being radiates human values when they sing and dance while travelling from place to place. The …
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In this month of poetry something is better than nothing. Scribbled this one the other day in response to the prompt given by the yourquote app.
April is a wake up call for laid back poets as the 'National Poetry Writing Month' virus goes global. According to some poets, poetry writing is not like erecting a building. For building construction you have a plan and then there is a time schedule based on which you work everyday whether you have inspiration …
To associate love with sacrifice is sublime. To mix love with pleasure is human. And to make business out of love is American. According to the Greeting Card Association of America 25% of all cards sent are valentines. Of course, now cards have replaced diamonds. Well, love is in the air. In India it is …
Late nineteen eighties. Just when we thought we were out of our teenage hangovers and stupidities, and the advent of TV and DVD players would sound the death knell for Bollywood, a spate of romantic films ruled the box office. These movies also launched the career of a lot of stars: the innocent looking Juhi …
My illustrator friend Sailaja Anand ( who is also an eternal optimist) has put up her perceptions of my poems on her blog.
‘Teach Me To Dream’ has been written by Mr. Durga Prasad Dash whose work I always have admired. It is an anthology of poems that celebrate life in its myriads of aspects: love, longing, pain, illusion,beauty and ugliness, freedom, bondage, war, politics, enlightenment.There is no sphere of life that is left un touched by the author. Each emotion is conveyed beautifully and every reality is expressed with conviction. Each stanza is a beautiful piece in itself, touching the deep core.
In part I, the way the author has connected seasons and emotions with his web of words is so heartening.
”there is a rhythm in the sun,
melody in air, and
dance in water”
Through words the author is indeed celebrating the nature with beautiful expression.
In poem ‘your sweet absense’
In the following lines
“In my lack of discretion
hoping to rise with you
I fall again and again”
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As one of the blogger friends has mentioned in the comments of the previous post, this time around the wish was not a simple new year. Some wished a great English New Year, Some a great Christian New Year, and some a prosperous Gregorain New Year. In fact, in my previous post, I myself was …
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Deeply honoured by this review.
Just as I thought I was done with the ash-berries tossed at me by the departing year, suturing up my tattered ego with a ghazal in the reigning obscurity, Mr D. P. Dash ruffled the quiet of my languid existence. Dash is a blogger who writes at ‘One Life is Not Enough’, but he didn’t stop at that and went ahead to self-publish his oeuvres, the latest being a book of verses so refreshing the droplets are still sticking to my mind.
‘Teach me to dream’ is a collection of jaunty poems written in a workaday diction that is blithely lucid. Unlike many practitioners of poetry, Dash doesn’t adorn the stream of his thoughts with symbols and motifs often. His is a candid style, crisp and direct, but it has none of the jarring monotony plaguing a host of present day poets. The movement of his…
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I will write about Rumi towards the end of this blog post and try to connect it to my recently released book. After all I have a book to promote. Gone are the days when the Hero's or heroine's role ended with acting in the movie (and collecting the pay check). Now he/she must take …
Well, finally I was able to nail my poetic muse. It is such a great sense of relief. Whether my book reaches its destination of readers or not it is a great sense of relief. It is like delivering the baby after a prolonged pregnancy. This was supposed to be my first book, as I …
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