My friend Jane (Jane Dougherty) had introduced me to writing Ghazals in English some time back. Growing up in India, I was quite familiar to listening to ghazals but never knew that ghazals were also written in English. During last few months, I tried my hand writing a few pieces. I either write in my mother tongue, Assamese ( Axomiya), and then translate to English or vice versa. Last week, like a fool, I prompted Jane to write a ghazal as she had not posted a ghazal for quite some time. She turned the table on me as she promptly wrote one and posted (Rain) and challenged me to write one. I find it very hard to follow rules while writing poetry and ghazals do have some strict rules. I am not professing that I have followed all the rules but here is my try. My apologies to all the purist who follow strict rules. I plead guilty to breaking the rules.
I wrote the following piece in English first and then translated to Assamese. Posting it in the same sequence.
I Search in Vain
Just wanted to be human but society pigeonholes
Hyphenated identity breaks my heart as society pigeonholes
Continue reading “I Search in Vain”
Turned my face away
Ran as far as I could
Hid behind veils
I could not lift
Changed my identity
Tried to make a new life
Away from all I had
Left behind society
I could not fathom
But could not hide
Truth, It stared at me
I remember reading a poem in my childhood that extolled the virtues of going to bed early and rising early. Early to bed and early to rise; makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise. It has been a long time since I had gone to bed early though I had been getting up quite early from bed to go to college or work. Maybe that’s why I am not quite healthy, wealthy or wise.
Is it the same reason that we do not see too many wise people in modern society nowadays. Recent happenings all over the world clearly demonstrate a lack of wisdom all around us. Increase in wealth, sure. Lot many people are filthy rich in today’s world compared to bygone eras. For sure more people are healthy today compared to a century ago. But do we have more wise people?
That made me think about what are the qualities of wise people. That thinking resulted in the poem starting with the word “Wise” and that’s my post for week forty nine of my fifty two weeks journey with the letter “W”
This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-Jan-4-2017 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings
Growing up, only web that I was aware of was spider webs. As a child, with many of my friends, I had spent endless hours destroying spider webs and was mesmerized by the constant efforts of the spiders to rebuild the destroyed webs. It fascinated me to see spider webs attracting insects to to the webs and the lightning speed that the spiders would come to kill the entrapped insects. Majority of the time, spiders were able to overpower the entrapped insects though there would be a few instances where beetles or bees would free themselves of the web and fly off. Somehow, and I am not sure if it was learnt from the elders, I always felt the spiders and their webs were helpful to us in keeping unwanted insects in control.
However, even with my best try, I could not teach that same love and respect of spiders and their webs to my daughter. Several readings of Charlotte’s Web during her infancy and while growing up did not help. She has a unhealthy fear of spiders and webs. Maybe it was a premonition of the damages that the new technological wonder of wold wide web could cause. Don’t get me wrong. Like the real web, I still have a healthy respect for www. Without it I could not have been able to connect with my readers using WP. However, I also have a dubious healthy respect to the damages being caused by this new web. The web of lies spreading at the speed of light is causing irreparable harm to the modern human society. We are being slowly entrapped in this new web and being stifled and strangled to death by the manipulating spiders.
So, in this last week of year 2016 and week forty eight of my fifty two weeks journey with the letter “W”, I dedicate the starting word of my poem to “WEB”.
Wishing all my dear readers a very joyous and prosperous NEW YEAR 2017. May we all have peace in the coming year.
This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-Dec-28-2016 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings
Welfare has got a bad rep in modern american society. Welfare state, being on welfare, all these carry a stigma that is not well deserved. Many of the people who criticize the concept of welfare may have sometime or other taken the benefits offered by a welfare state one way or the other. One of the reason rich are getting richer is not always because they are smart ( though our POTUS elect claimed that he was smart because he found a way to manipulate the system), but because they have found a way to make the system work for them. That is also a sort of welfare given by the state to the rich by a different name. Welfare has got a bad reputation because of the misuse by people, both at the lower and upper stratum of people.
In this holiday season, at least for a little while, let us all forget about what divides us and join together in wishing well to everybody. Let this holiday season bring welfare to all. Let there be peace, let everybody be happy. We can always wish.
The year is slowly coming to an end. Soon we will be ringing in the new year. Hope for the rest of the year and for year to come, all around welfare of the society becomes paramount. With that hope, on week forty five of my fifty two weeks journey with the letter “W”, I start my poem with “Welfare”.
This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-Dec-07-2016 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings