We were not opposites
to be very sure
Just being elder
and taller
doesn't make one
opposite.. no?
It was just a matter of
degrees
you know
The ripples troubled us, nevertheless,
whenever we were together.
It was not love
No one would say it was
Attraction?
No
(Lust does not seem the right word.)
Curiocity?
May be
Yes
it seems a logical answer
May be we were curious
Children generally are
you know
Curiocity?!
I'm afraid now
Curiocity was not forgiven
The Apple proved too dear for Adam!
And it seems it's dear for me
(to be doomed to be lonely for life!)
A heavy price
to be sure
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
A Thing Of The Past
A thing of the past
Is not a thing of the past....
No matter how much you
Bathed in the everfalling spring of time
Impressions on soul, long do last..
Fancies were strong
And we followed the fancies,..
Life could not hold
The Secret from us,
Confused we were, and we were fast..
Memories so bitter, memories so sweet
A thing so confused...- our memories!
Long cherished dream
Repentence is withheld..
Memories make me live the moments again..
(With pleasure do I live!)
And the matter is no longer,
A thing of the past...
Is not a thing of the past....
No matter how much you
Bathed in the everfalling spring of time
Impressions on soul, long do last..
Fancies were strong
And we followed the fancies,..
Life could not hold
The Secret from us,
Confused we were, and we were fast..
Memories so bitter, memories so sweet
A thing so confused...- our memories!
Long cherished dream
Repentence is withheld..
Memories make me live the moments again..
(With pleasure do I live!)
And the matter is no longer,
A thing of the past...
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
I read this poem in the newspaper several months ago and i really liked it...
The best poem of 2009
This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2008,
Written by an African Kid
When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black
And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray
And you calling me colored?
The best poem of 2009
This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2008,
Written by an African Kid
When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black
And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray
And you calling me colored?
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Politically Correct
I wonder at the capacity of language to be a world in itself. How often do we try to find solace in linguistic constructs? The answer is always. What difference does it make when we call a half filled glass, half empty? It just shows what kind of view we are having of the world. But is it not possible to have an objective view of the world? Mahatma Gandhi was right when he said that even a scientist's view of the world is not objective. A scientist's view of the world is also subjective. This is the reason of the new scientific theories coming everyday. Various scientific theories have been propounded about the creation of the world. If it had been objective, it would have been unchanged.
Coming back to the language, we often have to be careful about the use of the language(as if it makes any difference!). We can not oppose a political view directly because by doing so, we would be politically wrong. But should not we try to be more objective, more direct in expressing what we feel? But, now a days being direct would not be very desirable I guess. Because many of the not so renowned or, being more direct, I should say some of the most hated people in politics are really direct in abusing and exposing each-other. And the experience shows that it was not very pleasant It came to be known as dirty politics. Being politically correct, I would not go into details and I would not give any facts. But it is sad that dirty seems to be direct now a days.
Finally, I can say that though we need to be true and direct more than being politically correct.. we will have to wait till the politics clears off of the dirt..
I wonder at the capacity of language to be a world in itself. How often do we try to find solace in linguistic constructs? The answer is always. What difference does it make when we call a half filled glass, half empty? It just shows what kind of view we are having of the world. But is it not possible to have an objective view of the world? Mahatma Gandhi was right when he said that even a scientist's view of the world is not objective. A scientist's view of the world is also subjective. This is the reason of the new scientific theories coming everyday. Various scientific theories have been propounded about the creation of the world. If it had been objective, it would have been unchanged.
Coming back to the language, we often have to be careful about the use of the language(as if it makes any difference!). We can not oppose a political view directly because by doing so, we would be politically wrong. But should not we try to be more objective, more direct in expressing what we feel? But, now a days being direct would not be very desirable I guess. Because many of the not so renowned or, being more direct, I should say some of the most hated people in politics are really direct in abusing and exposing each-other. And the experience shows that it was not very pleasant It came to be known as dirty politics. Being politically correct, I would not go into details and I would not give any facts. But it is sad that dirty seems to be direct now a days.
Finally, I can say that though we need to be true and direct more than being politically correct.. we will have to wait till the politics clears off of the dirt..
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Gender and Transexuality
Gender is a construct of the culture that makes a distinction between men and women. The Compact Oxford Reference Dictionary defines gender as 'the state of being male or female(with reference to social or cultural differences).' Thus, it shows that more than biological aspects, it is the cultural aspect that defines a man or a woman. This fact has come to my focus after going through the traumatic experiences of some people who were confused in the gender divison of the society. The main troubles of those people who are biologically born boys are all related to cultural identities.. for example- they feel it very traumatic when they are not able to dress like a girl; painting the lips and nails crimson red is also one thing that they associate with womanhood.. those who are biologically born girls can do it but those who are boys can't. It is really surprising what great hold the culture has on our lives... a girl is not born with coloured lips and nails. She is not born with the dresses culturally provided to her. It is only a cultural burden that she bears... Simon de Beauvoir has rightly observed, "One is not born, but rather becomes a woman.... it is civilisation as a whole that produces this creature." This phenomenon completely invalidates the word transexuality. It is just the matter of choice.... what cultural role one wants to play...
Fading colours of a Rainbow
Chanced to peep at me;
Halfhearted
Through the concrete reality of modern machanised existence....
Hardly enough to colour
My fragile dreams, they mock
My weak-willed race of madness
Leaving me to friction with the square reality.
Beauty does not haunt me anymore
As it used to...
Alas! for my desperate desire
To reach out to you who are real!
I woke up only to find
The rainbow faded....
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