Eclipse - 'A Melancholic Night'

Eclipse - 'A Melancholic Night'

As they say, "a women alone in this world is like a branch of a tree, needed to endow the support to stay stiff beneath the ground and with the roots."
I on a complete paradox trip trying hard for myself to walk solo,
Got cuts but still with a will stubborn going on and on,
Fell down myriad of times, stood up just to hold on my way; to show not to give up before the aim,
This another night with darkness gives a burning hope to get shine one day, I stepping forward and never turn back.

With One Wing Broken

With One Wing Broken

Recalling the past days,
Used to fly high with those dazzling eyes,
Traveled a lengthened voyage
every time to find new ways,
One whim enough to lead was "to be unstoppable", and yearned fore more highs,
Ash! collapse those day dreams with the slightest crash of reality,
Things remain no more the same,
Today gathered those pieces and again ready to take a flight of lost chimeras with one wing broken."

Our Old Alma Mater

      Revisit to 'Our Old Alma Mater'

Those empty staircases;
Which once used to be filled with our jam sitting,
Those lonely benches;
Which were overloaded with many of us sitting on single bench leaving others bare,
Those classrooms;
Which were remained our solely world for whole two years;
Howbeit, now we find ourselves misfit,
That language lab;
Which once was considered our fun addaa, now remains silent in spare times,
That garden area;
Which once was a secret zone after bunking the lectures of non favourite teachers😉,
Now became toom and mute zone,
Remember that lake side we used to cross cat footed? , now somehow bounds with iron boundaries to prohibit the trespasses..
That canteen area which used to brimmed with our laughter and yells; now became such a place to mourn.
For all these numbness in each corner I found you my friends with the same fulfillment.
                   (Jayati Thakar)

A Wave

                        A wave

A wave in ocean, comes like a happiness or misery in your life; too sudden, with coerce,
It does not stay longer, but left a huge mess behind its return; sometimes precious stones too,
We are habitual to pick the stones from the shore and let the mess remains to get vanish with the next wave,
Life is alike, you just need to pick the precious one and let other be vanished with the time - " The biggest wave of your life".
                  - Jayati Thakar

The Disturbing Perfection

         The Disturbing Perfection

Years have been passed,
It would be the first sight of her after departing on that adverse night,
I left without knowing when it will  be the possible next chance to behold her! 
Finally,  the day is here,
It would be the gorgeous eve perhaps; when two souls will meet after so long,
Alas! She looks amazing; as Eve from the heaven, steps down in that lavish looking blue costume,
"She must be the ball of this evening."
Tonight, She looks perfect.
But,  this perfection is distracting,
She looks older as a wise lady with that hair-clutcher.
Howbeit,  something is missing;
her old charm, her imperfection though immense grace, her unusual clothings with an ordinary t-shirt and messy hair.
For nowhere I found that shyly but firm looking independent girl; that notorious & mischievous girl is mislaid; to whom my eyes are looking for.

                       Jayati Thakar

A Short Film review "for India of Tomorrow and In Defence of Freedom" (Manto)

Friends! here you will find the link of  a short film on Manto made by Nandita Das shared by Our Professor Dr. Dilip Barad.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TFU281gOArk

First of all I am thankful to Prof. Dilip Barad for sharing this short film.

It has been only 1 and half year before, I came across the name ‘Sahdat Hasan Manto’, while my eldest sister was reviewing his book and she told me about Manto. My interest began to raise in his short- stories. And in last September I have presented one research paper on ‘Exiled and Banned writers and their selected works’; which also includes Manto’s ‘Khol Do’.

“If you find my stories dirty, the society you are living is dirty.  With my stories, I expose only truth.”
                                                        He further included,
“If you cannot bear these stories then the society is unbearable. Who am I to remove the clothes of this society, which itself is naked. I don’t even try to cover it, because it is not my job, that’s the job of dressmakers.”

In this 6 minute short film, Nandita has tried well to capture the major part of Manto’s nature. And I admires Nawazuddin Siddiqui; who plays a  role of Mnato, because he has been succeed to give enough justice to Mnto’s Character, we can see Manto in that classroom.

 

Some well-known quotes by Manto always lead me towards my sense of ‘self- critiquing.’ As we can have for i.e,

 

 

It is well-known that Manto lived his life in exiled; he was not accepted in India as well in Pakistan for his self- critiquing works.    He has been many a time imprisoned for his usage of naked (slang) or open language in his stories. There for i would like say,

         

“I have seen the people; who speak refined language to hide themselves behind masks, simultaneously I have seen the people; who speak naked, but there is nothing to hide with them.”

 

Ultimately, I found this short film truly mind captured, and also put me in dilemma to go deep into Manto’s life and study his background as its ends with an abrupt line by Manto “Even though I close my eyes, what will I do of my soul (internal side)?”

Left the end abrupt and open for the whatever interpretations or it can be taken as a question on himself!.

Online Discussion 4 on Dystopian Truth

http://dilipbarad.blogspot.in/2017/02/huxley-vs-orwell-dystopian-truth-in.html

Respected Sir,

Whatever Huxley in his Brave New World (1931) and Orwell in his ‘1984’ (1948) put forth the idea of ‘Democratic Nation- will not be the freedom actually but it will be the slavery. I do agree. Because, the way people in today’s world are actually watched by political leader, there is nothing remain private, there is always someone who keep their eyes on you. This idea was actually interwoven by referred both the authors before democracy established worldwide. At that time they faced resistance of their people and also abused for putting forth anti-national reviews. But, now it is the question that why those books are now a days became so popular among today’s mindsets? And its selling coast has been increased. Then what lead them to buy these books? These visionary writers has profoundly visualised the future of democratic nation; where people will be promised by double speakers, and their fake promises will be the hope of the nation. Their ‘peace’ is ‘war’, ‘slavery’ is the only ‘freedom’, ‘strength’ remains in ‘ignorance’, will lead the nation. 

Here, Orwell’s words seems true,

“Political Language is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind.”  

                 -Orwell in ‘Politics and the English Language, 1946.

As our political leaders do the same with us. Their fake promises make us to believe in them, their double speak hangs people between truth and lie. 

This online discussion is the part of our department activity. And i have share my comments here.