From A Human Being To Being Human(e)
In between lies man's perennial striving
Out of mundane struggles of hell
To become the total man --
From a human being to being human(e)
That unlocks the door to Heaven!
In between lies man's perennial striving
Out of mundane struggles of hell
To become the total man --
From a human being to being human(e)
That unlocks the door to Heaven!
On a day when the skies had opened up in Thiruvanathapuram on the eve of the beginning of the crucial month of Vrischikam, along the outskirts of the urban world, 500 children from different schools were preparing to travel into the city. They were carrying in their minds the tunes and words[Read More...]
The death of morality....
the death of reasoning ....
The death of rationality ....
I am bizzare I am death !
“A beautiful thing never gives so much pain , as does failing to hear and see it ! ” – GUTAV KLIMT As I come across this quote from my favourite artist my eyes are drawn to the easel on which rests the long forgotten canvas with its half drawn lotus leaves and lotuses standing in solemn impeccable majesty -defeated[Read More...]
"Who is that with the dagger?"
"I don't know."
"And who is that with the stick?"
"Sorry, don't know."
"Who is that with the sledgehammer?"
"Don't know."
"And look, who is that with the pen?"
"Oh, he? He's a journalist."
A translation of Annada Shankar’s Teler Shishi with commentary The Jar of Oil Annada Shankar Roy Translated by Monish R Chatterjee Little Khuku breaks a jar of oil, And here you are fighting mad Yet you, grown-up kids, breaking up, dividing our Bharat You say ain’t half as bad Well, what then? What then? What then? There you go,[Read More...]
O Mother, do not cry
For I have died but the battle stays
My death is not the full stop
It's just a question which you must ask!
Where do I begin To tell the story of how great a love can be The sweet love story that is older than the sea The simple truth about the love she brings to me……. (Love story ) The natural disasters #me too the #sabrimala the #all women bleed , the rapes and molestations , nuns , the talaq the[Read More...]
Orson Welles’ spectral return to the screen, ingeniously in posthumous mode, should have come as a comfort to the magicians skilled in the arts of trickery. Beyond the grave, he seems to be exerting a continuing influence, with his film, The Other Side of the Wind making its debut after 48 torrid years at the Telluride Film Festival. His delight[Read More...]
You said “Find Yourself in the Service of Others – to make a difference”
Sure you did not mean – “Make others serve you till he is lost”
I cry out to you to come back, dear father
For a satyagraha to relieve us from our own oppression