Friendship’s an immortal bridge between hearts,
Where,
Ideas walk,
Thoughts run,
Desires talk
And Life’s simply fun.
(Written in 2000)
From my scriblepad
Pour femme
Her interference made the difference, ‘Tis ’cause of the preference, That I gave, caring not for the inference, To the girl so sweet, Who stopped my heart’s beat Which turned my life into a putrid meat. Like direction to a sphere, Love was to me; Came the girl like a storm with moisture, Raining in …
Kathakali – The call of the wild
The more I observe people and their arts, the more I find that characters/natures of people have a great influence on their arts. For instance, the delicate, dainty and burnished piece of subtlety – the lamp used by people of Tamil Nadu – reflects their temperament – their ability to adapt, penchant for grace, artistry …
The voice of the abyss
Religion is entwined with daily life in India. Everything has a spiritual significance. Every act is a glimpse of the age-old traditions. The spirit of the Vedic ages. They carry the voice of the abyss.
You’re beautiful
How beautiful is life. The joy of living. People with countenances of benignity and benevolence. Love and affection. Vitality and exuberance. The spirit fighting against all odds; the culture of the masses; the antique-d traditions; the beliefs, hopes, aspirations, desires; the stupidities, idiosyncrasies, superstitions; music, dance, art and above all, poetry…God! Life is one opera …
Beauty
There is so much Beauty in this world. So much. So much so that no Shakespeare nor Keats can describe it. Beauty beyond description; beyond human perception. Beauty that eludes the senses; that flees away from the fables of the fountain pen; that escapes the bounds of the palette; that gimmicks at the straining chisel …
More life
Life itself is a celebration. A celebration of all that is in the cosmos – Joy, Sorrow, Pleasure, Pain, Hope, Despair, Faith, Fear, Beauty, Ugliness, Courage, Cowardice, Mirth and Malice.
My favorite lines
To see a world in a grain of sand, And Heaven in a wild flower; To hold Infinity in the palm of your hand, And Eternity in an hour! – William Blake “We are such stuff as dreams are made on; our little birth is rounded with a sleep.” – William Shakespeare “Knowledge of …