WRITTEN ON 30TH JAN 2015

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Pain settles down with desire,

The dead star glosses the night,

Tear allure the midnight hour,

The earth sparkles !!

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WRITTEN ON 24TH JAN 2015 ………….

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Thriving in the music around,

It is the silence I hear,

I strain my eyes to search for the woods,

Drenched in the burden I bear !!

 

The train’s whistle annoys me ,

Tired of the deceiving wheels , I am,

Let the deceiving wheels rust ,

Amazed at my body surviving, alive and forlorn !!

 

Pain satiates my blood,

Perhaps the spring bird has come to Hijli;

I envy the road, I envy the wood,

Patience and perseverance became my friends,

I didn’t die and I keep on growing,

Indigent flower I am ,

Even God rejects this wretched soul,

Deprived of  the trident’s bliss,

How can I tell you to take the wheels ,

How dare can I ask you to come to me ? !

 

IF ONLY … MY VERSES …

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If only my verses could fly,

Across the wheels that never lie,

Across the clouds who never fade,

Drown themselves in Hijli’s glade !!

 

If only my verses could speak,

Sing to you in lonely nights,

Let them scratch away the name of the composer,

Let them evolve in your name !!

 

If only my verses could paint,

In the sun, as you sleep,

Kiss your smile and bring back to me,

Let me smile at least for a day !!

 

If  only my verses could play,

With you, when weariness engulfs you;

Show you the free spirit you are ,

And hide the soul who writes from a distance !!

 

If only my verses could foretell ,

An emperor you shall be tomorrow,

Let the world be blessed by the words,

Let me be the death you kill !!

 

If only my verses could say,

The clandestine name my heart bleeds,

Perhaps there will be no tomorrow,

Vanquish the composer of these verses,

Free them from the shackles,

Let them be the odes of your glory,

Let me die as the vanquished poet !!

BOOK REVIEW : FOREVER IN MY HEART : WRITTEN BY ARINDAM DEY

 

 

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NAME OF THE BOOK : FOREVER IN MY HEART

AUTHOR :  ARINDAM DEY

MY RATING : 3.75

REVIEW :

A novel starting with poetry!!  Well, for a poetry lover like me, it was surely a treat to my heart.  I enjoyed reading the book as the author composed tales of romance across time. I would like to talk about  some elements in the book which really deserve appreciation:

  • Poetry: The verses were mesmerizing and if I am to remember quotes from the novel, they will be these verses : “ When the winds hold me and kiss my lips, I know it’s you, I know it’s you “…. “Love me like the storms tonight, And take me in that unknown way, To that world where forever awaits, A world that I’ll know someday “…..  these verses will stay with me forever.
  • Lyrical passages : The passages are beautifully woven and lyrical which kept me engaged. I felt as if I was reading poetry.
  • Theme and background : Shimla serves the perfect background for this romantic saga; the scenes described in the novel reminded me of ‘ fairy – tale romances ‘ whose existence I have ceased to believe. However, this fairy tale has a twist as the hardships of real life distorts the apparent physical beauty and in the end, it is all about the heart and the mind who can make the reality , a living fairy tale. Rishav’s Schizophrenia proved this. I appreciate the author’s effort to bring in this psychological twist .
  • The cover : The cover of the book is appealing and truly brings out the ethos of the story. Painted in just black, white and red, it delineates the real essence of love and romance.

However, there were certain elements, which I felt need attention and should have been worked upon:

  • Characterization and loose ends : A huge importance was given to Ritu and Vikram in the first part but they seem to disappear all of a sudden in the second part. Perhaps, giving them a little more space would have been better. Also, the character of Prachi has been introduced all of a sudden at the very end of the story. From what it seemed, Prachi was Joey’s close friend but she was not mentioned anywhere earlier. Working on these lose ends would have given the novel, a more concrete shape.
  • Editing : Well, editing is a pretty important aspect of the novel. There were a few striking editing flaws which should have been mended.

Nevertheless, the book , Forever In My Heart is a story to fall in love with. I congratulate the author for writing this heart-warming lyrical piece. Looking forward to read more books of the author in future.

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR :

Arindam Dey is a writer and a blogger. You can stalk him at : https://www.facebook.com/arindamdey.author?fref=ts

You can also visit his blog : https://arindamdeyblogs.wordpress.com/

 

THE MOTHER’S APPLE : WRITING PROMPT 1 ( HOSTED BY THE BOOK CLUB )

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Melting the secrets of time,

In a world where repetition is a virtue,

A scarlet hue ushers a new eon ,

Growing from the scattered sorrows of history !!

She walked through the lush green path, overlooking the red ear ring which had slipped away as the strong wind blew all around the palace. Her heart was perturbed by the situations she has been dealing with since childhood.  She was tired of the world where she had to dwell; she was tired of its same old laws and the circumstances which followed; it was just more than an ennui which had encompassed her troubled heart; it was the thirst to break away from the bonds and the roles she was assigned to; she wanted to play her own role, the role of Princess Clemantine, not act as The Evil Queen Crystal V, get obsessed with beauty and then try to destroy Snow White V. She wanted to be herself, she wanted to be Clemantine, the name given to her by her mother, The Evil Queen Crystal IV ; she detested the epithet of The Evil Queen Crystal V , enforced upon her on the day of her coronation. Alas, those were the rules of her world and every moment, she struggled to break free.

She stopped near the magical apple tree.  The sky smiled with a thunder and the wind danced; the tree started to talk , “ Dear Queen Clementine, ready for your last role ?”

“ Absolutely not ” , the queen answered back .

“Then what brings my queen here ? ” , the tree asked.

“ A favour !! ” , Clemantine’s voice has a certain tone of determination.

“Sure, your Majesty”.

“Oh magical tree, you have served my mother and grandmother and my great grandmother. You have seen me growing up. You have known my darkest secrets and desires. You are my sole confidante. ”

“ Yes, Your Majesty”.

“And you know how much I hated to be the evil step mother for I love Snow White V  like my own daughter. ”

“And she knows that too, Your Majesty ”.

“And I don’t want you to give me the apple of poison .”

“But Your Majesty, that IS THE RULE. ”

“But can we not change the rule, O, my dearest tree? ”

“ Try to understand, Your Majesty. It has been going on since ages. It is a chain of events. Prince Charming will save Snow White and she will become the Queen of another world. ”

“But tree, I have brought her up and I know Snow White V more than anyone else. I have told you again and again that she doesn’t want a prince in her life to save her; she is young, she wants to roam around, she wants to explore the world, she wants to fight battles and win wars”.

“And you ? Aren’t you jealous of her beauty? ”

“Why would I ?  I am proud of  her beauty. It is true that I have not given birth to her but I brought her up. I have imbibed in her , my principles. She left for the woods not because of the law but because of her passion to explore. I had to let her go for I want her to pursue her dreams”.

“I hope you do know that your actions will bring in a huge change in this world which will disrupt the stability”.

“Yes, my dear tree, I have cognizance of the phenomena and I have been preparing for it  since my childhood. ”

“ So what shall be my role in the revolution that you are going to usher ? ”

“ ‘Change ‘ is the word, my dear friend. Don’t stop bearing magical apples but change their dynamics. I, of course, will give the apple to Snow White V but it will not be a poisonous one. It will be an apple which will instigate in her, the knowledge of nature. It will help her to explore her true potentials as she travels the whole world. ”

“As you wish,Your Majesty. This world will soon see a new dawn.”

“Yes. ”

“Your Majesty, I had a feeling you would create a history some day. Your scarlet embellishments speak volumes of your strength and determination. ”

“Thank you.”

“Snow White V is lucky to have a mother who is passionate about red because red , to her is not a hue of seduction , but represents the colour of  the blood, the enchanting fluid which links a mother  with her child”.

Clemantine smiled with affirmation. An apple fell from the tree. She took it in her hands and it started to float.

“Fly , dear apple”, she remarked with tears. “ Fly to my daughter. Tell her that her mother misses her but she is strong. Tell her to take care of herself.”

The apple started to fly. Clemantine followed it for some time,  hoping in vain , to see her daughter,  Then she stopped. She knew she had to stay back, for a greater cause, she had to stay back for her daughter.

WRITTEN IN ILL HEALTH : 14TH JAN 2015

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Some things never change,

Pain just takes a new form;

Deprived of writing my fingers thought,

Poetry: my heart craved!!

 

Tomorrow is just another page,

Or perhaps a verse I wish to write,

Nails don’t burn,

The only resort of this bard!!

 

Let the pain brush against the swollen skin,

The invisible breathlessness suffocates me;

The ‘ writer me ‘ is patient ;

The ‘ poet me ‘ is insurgent!!

 

The desire runs through my breath;

One more night and I shall faint ;

Let the pain increase but I shall write ;

Till I can be the blue flower upon your feet;

Oh, Lord with the Trident, I wait for your call!!

 

Life is a mere death now;

Poetry is all I have;

A pauper and a princess in one ;

Oh Lord, I want to be home !!

Let me burn in your love ,

For Sati too did it once;

Will you not come for me then ?

Let me burn in pain , O Lord,

Let my pain create the mantra,

And my burn, the ashes upon your feet !!

 

 

 

 

 

THE SCARLET OF REVOLUTION : WRITTEN ON 12th JAN 2015

 

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The scarlet of the revolution speaks,

From the wonders of the forest , unknown,

When the cats slept in cold,

I could see that strength in your eyes !!

 

Where the wheels stopped to kiss the road,

Your smile brushed the flame of the revolution,

In those forbidden corners of Prembajar,

I remained the untouched  scarlet of the flames !!

 

They spread the song in the air,

From the pine trees, to the greens,

I could only hear the tune of your voice,

Emerging from beyond the earth,

Like a revolution !!

 

 

I would rather be the scarlet flame,

And see you create a new eon;

I would rather be the unnoticed soot,

If only your revolution could change my existence ,

If only I could burn in my own flame !!