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| Lonesome |
Thursday, December 31, 2015
Wednesday, December 30, 2015
Boris Pasternak-Family Correspondence 1921-1960
Just finished last page of the tom of a book. Could not put it down. More to follow on a later date.
Saturday, December 12, 2015
Friday, December 11, 2015
Monday, November 30, 2015
Friday, November 27, 2015
Monday, November 16, 2015
Saturday, November 14, 2015
Commiseration
Commiseration
An evil struck again
Stole lives unsuspecting
Supplanted survivors’ joy
With incalculable grief
That shall never see relief
Their eyes grow dim
And hearts numb
As each glint of their tears
That rolls down their cheeks,
By traces, washes away
The sparkle of their eyes
Head hung in shame
I shed tears, I do so
In a futile hope to
Ease their pain
Cleanse the stain
Of inhumanity
A drop at a time.
…charu
Friday, November 13, 2015
Thursday, November 12, 2015
Storm
Last night
with raging storm
I asked the sky
such howls
such torrents,
why.
Just wait.
She tore open herself
with a lightening bolt
For a moment
I saw her heart
roiling with dark torments
I knew, how can she not
charu
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| Storm |
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
As if.....
As if.....
Unwise perhaps
ambiguous it is not.
Undeclared
unrequited,
forever
my love must remain.
Ye shall never know
I have entombed thee
deep within
my heart and soul
concealed from me and
the rest of the world
as if,
you never were
charu
image: clip art
image: clip art
Friday, November 6, 2015
Wednesday, November 4, 2015
Monday, November 2, 2015
In Memory-Pushpa Gandhi
A family member passed away a year ago. In her memory.....
Pushpa
She was
with no one
among us,
only disenfranchised
to call her own
She served slums,
poor and needy
not all but some
yet, much too many.
She once took me to a field trip,
Juhapura we went
where I learnt,
slums and ghettos
have slums and ghettos
of their own.
On to her work
we stepped over
open sewers;
covered our noses
to stem the stench of
human excrement,
rotting dead rats and dogs.
We walked dirt roads with
puddles turned swamps
mosquitoes a-swarmed.
She helloed owners
of butcher shops where
animal carcasses
hung from the hooks
buzzing with flies.
She befriended women
suffering abuses
of all versions.
She taught them
the art of survival
by helping them
market wares they crafted
with their own hands.
It brought them
pride, joy
and perhaps
two bits of coin
This,
I saw first hand but once
and lost my sleep;
she made her vocation
and slept well through
for she did her part.
True to her calling,
she donated her live body
to a cause, poor.
She donated her dead body
to a cause, medicine.
A true Social Worker.
.....charu
Tuesday, October 27, 2015
Monday, October 26, 2015
Shedin Dujone Dulechhilo Bone.... That day when we swung on a swing...
This Bengali song by Tagore goes well with my previous post of fall colors......
Friday, October 23, 2015
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Causality
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| Causality |
Causality
Everything
Anything
Any being
Is a link;
A cause of an effect
An effect of a cause
Preceding, proceeding
Another.
Disrupted
Corrupted
Nonetheless, a link
In a chain of
Another.
So does reside
Elegance inside
The integrity
Of causality
Within a
Microcosm
Macrocosm
Universe
Of
Any being
Anything
Everything
........charu
Friday, October 16, 2015
Friday, October 9, 2015
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
Rainbow of Hope
Rainbow of Hope
Snared,
warped
within
the web of
deception
of the self
by the self
for the self
et alia
charu
10/06/15
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| Rainbow of Hope |
Sunday, September 27, 2015
Chicago Theater Dome
We were at landmark Chicago Theater for a break dancing show. The dancing ,"Flying Bach", was set to Bach's music. It was an hour and a quarter of incessant flow of music and energy.
We have seen many films in this theater when it was just a movie projection theater. This is the first time we attended a performing arts show here. It allowed me some time to take in the scenery of the interior as the show was late to start.
The Theater was originally built in 1921 but named historic site only in 1979. Now it stages performing arts only, I believe.
Here is a quadrant of the entire dome.
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| Chicago Theater Dome |
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Thursday, September 17, 2015
Rabindra Sangeet
I found this sublime combination of Rabindranath Tagore's lyrics, music and voice of Srikanto Acharya. It sounds thousand times better with headphones. The video gives translation after each verse is sung.
"Amar Kono Naam Diyo Naa"
Monday, September 14, 2015
Friday, September 11, 2015
Thursday, September 10, 2015
Sun in Miniature
http://www.cnn.com/videos/bestoftv/2014/12/22/exp-gps-moonshots-iter-sot.cnn
Last Sunday we listened to Fareed Zakaria's special on "GPS Moonshots: Creating a star on earth". The collaborative project is named 'Iter', Roman for 'The Way'. The intent, I believe, is to harness the solar energy by artificially creating the sun on the earth. As fascinating as the talk is/was, I have/had reservation.
Science does and will continue unhindered often to the detriment of humanity.
I will not be on the face of this earth, when this materializes, if at all it does.
Sun in Miniature
Last Sunday we listened to Fareed Zakaria's special on "GPS Moonshots: Creating a star on earth". The collaborative project is named 'Iter', Roman for 'The Way'. The intent, I believe, is to harness the solar energy by artificially creating the sun on the earth. As fascinating as the talk is/was, I have/had reservation.
Science does and will continue unhindered often to the detriment of humanity.
I will not be on the face of this earth, when this materializes, if at all it does.
Sun in Miniature
A physicist in a white robe
in a costly sterile select lab
splits an atom in fission
releasing pent-up energy
He forces two atoms to collide
and merge them in fusion
unleashing extreme energy
momentarily recreating
a sun in miniature
Awed and blinded by
his brilliant feat,
I wondered,
"Can an ephemeral sun of lab
ever afford, among other things,
the wonderment
of the real sun?"
charu(from
thoughts I thought)
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