tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85345395878616964252024-02-20T08:01:50.954-08:00In The Mist . . .meetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17389531274431732528noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534539587861696425.post-13584748161193207092012-07-20T01:48:00.001-07:002012-07-20T05:25:23.190-07:00Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy .
FAVORITE QUOTES
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" All happy families resemble one another, but each unhappy family is unhappy in it's own way ."
" By digging into our souls, we often dig up what might better have remained there unnoticed ."
" This whole world of ours is only a speck of mildew sprung up on a tiny planet, yet we think we can have something great- thoughts , actions ! They are all but grains meetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17389531274431732528noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534539587861696425.post-73641886752931457882012-07-16T00:19:00.000-07:002013-04-18T00:37:54.894-07:00Bring me the sunset in a cup
One of my favorite poems is ' Bring me the sunset in a cup ' by Emily Dickinson . It's one of the finest poems on nature in a very modern style ...unusually beautiful !!
Bring me the sunset in a cup,
Reckon the morning's flagons upAnd say how many Dew,Tell me how far the morning leapsTell me what time the weaver sleepsWho spun the breadth of blue!Write me how many notes there beIn the newmeetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17389531274431732528noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534539587861696425.post-1294368526795989522012-07-15T22:58:00.000-07:002013-04-02T01:17:17.226-07:00God Of Small Things - A Review ..
As we go through Arundhati Roy's novel, life reveals itself first in fragments like a Jigsaw Puzzle, then emerges a shadowy pattern and finally a story takes shape.We see here and there, a few clever strokes of the artist's brush, till things begin to fall into place and a face emerges. A face - scarred, bruised, burned and tired- but starkly real; as real as life itself. Small things of lifemeetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17389531274431732528noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534539587861696425.post-79758356897990762492012-05-30T02:44:00.000-07:002013-04-02T01:17:29.387-07:00On Beginings and Ends .
I have a pretty good reason to write this post. I always wanted to write it :-)
I always speak of poem and painting in alike terms, to drive home this point that just like a painting, a poem too is a piece of art. And art is part reality, part imagination. We let a painter draw fire to show wrath, or a distorted face to show pain, and never question why did he draw this, or whether his life meetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17389531274431732528noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534539587861696425.post-40335107476265897022011-12-13T19:56:00.000-08:002013-04-02T01:16:56.217-07:00They know and do not know.....
" They know and do not know......that the pattern may subsist, for the pattern is the action and the suffering, that the wheel may turn and still...Be forever still."
- T.S.Eliot . (Murder in the Cathedral .)
To fathom the deapths of these lines is not very easy for me , but since I feel like trying , so I'll try to put forth all that I've grasped from meetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17389531274431732528noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534539587861696425.post-14668365572695415872011-11-29T00:15:00.001-08:002013-04-02T01:18:02.710-07:00Aasmaan neela ho ya peela ...
Just found my old diary in which I wrote this article , many years back in January 1997 . Probably I was less of a pessimist that time :) Loved reading it and so am sharing it with you .
I am .
" But what am I ?
An infant crying at the night .
An meetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17389531274431732528noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534539587861696425.post-36884551167020622882011-10-03T08:17:00.004-07:002011-11-07T21:18:26.674-08:00For Heart's sake .
" For art's sake I would not face the toil of writing a sentence ."
- Bernard Shaw .
There was a time when I completely disagreed with this statement, though I am an ardent admirer of Shaw's crisp and meetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17389531274431732528noreply@blogger.com5