Monday, November 14, 2011
On Rocks - Editorial Board
This is a student magazine from BITS Pilani Hyderabad Campus. My son Vakul Mohanty here is in Editorial Board.
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Thursday, November 3, 2011
What a decision it was!
A month back I guess, read in The Hindu, London mayor saying
Mahatma Gandhi was wrong. He was wrong of saying India's
future was in villages. We have also proved him wrong. Seems
to be a fatalist, but true it is desisigned to be that way.
Villages have started melting, almost by design. Plagued. Villagers
more young ones have started deserting. India has to be urbanised the best
brains in planning scratch their heads and allocate huge sum for it.
And at the sametime, every square foot of its (city's) body is being
auctioned every next day at higher price.
Rulers giggle. Talk about ring roads after ring roads around city. They
are blessed to gather more and more lands and carve the course of these
roads along their lands. It's also destined to move that way with the
magic wands they hold for 2 rupees (for a killo rice ...)
Real estate developers fatten. Poor
individuals pay through nose to put themselves in mid-air like
geo-synch satelites. Stationed for ever unfloding hands like solar
panels seeking miracles from unknown quarters - God is there for
every Indian!
In the poem 'Kemiti Eie Nirnaya Tumara? - What a decision it was?'
a city asks of rationality in making it grow and putting ring roads one
after another ' those pythons spew fire and smoke every day to make
life miserable - a wild growth for benefit of few ....
The poem is published in 'Sagarika' October 2011 Puja Sankhya ....
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Mahatma Gandhi was wrong. He was wrong of saying India's
future was in villages. We have also proved him wrong. Seems
to be a fatalist, but true it is desisigned to be that way.
Villages have started melting, almost by design. Plagued. Villagers
more young ones have started deserting. India has to be urbanised the best
brains in planning scratch their heads and allocate huge sum for it.
And at the sametime, every square foot of its (city's) body is being
auctioned every next day at higher price.
Rulers giggle. Talk about ring roads after ring roads around city. They
are blessed to gather more and more lands and carve the course of these
roads along their lands. It's also destined to move that way with the
magic wands they hold for 2 rupees (for a killo rice ...)
Real estate developers fatten. Poor
individuals pay through nose to put themselves in mid-air like
geo-synch satelites. Stationed for ever unfloding hands like solar
panels seeking miracles from unknown quarters - God is there for
every Indian!
In the poem 'Kemiti Eie Nirnaya Tumara? - What a decision it was?'
a city asks of rationality in making it grow and putting ring roads one
after another ' those pythons spew fire and smoke every day to make
life miserable - a wild growth for benefit of few ....
The poem is published in 'Sagarika' October 2011 Puja Sankhya ....
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Saturday, October 15, 2011
Morning Walk
This Odia Poem is published in 'Digbalay' Odia
Durga Puja Special Issue:
It talks of how urban life style has made people robots. The
arm chair jobs have cursed people with all types of ailments
like BP etc. And people in hurry have taken up morning walk
Yoga and listening to Baba's discourses once they were laughing
at. But, they don't have that fresh morning with rays on dew drops
clinging to threads of spider-nets on wet grass; the freshness of
mroning is lost, even for kids as public expensive schools in cities
start collecting kids early morning as they provide breakfast service
as the busy parents can't make breakfast even!
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Durga Puja Special Issue:
It talks of how urban life style has made people robots. The
arm chair jobs have cursed people with all types of ailments
like BP etc. And people in hurry have taken up morning walk
Yoga and listening to Baba's discourses once they were laughing
at. But, they don't have that fresh morning with rays on dew drops
clinging to threads of spider-nets on wet grass; the freshness of
mroning is lost, even for kids as public expensive schools in cities
start collecting kids early morning as they provide breakfast service
as the busy parents can't make breakfast even!
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Wednesday, September 14, 2011
A Review of Madhyahna
My second Odia poetry book, Madhyahna is published in 2010. This book has poems mostly on mid-life blues, an assessment after one travels a half-way in life. Not necessarily, it's of my life, but it takes on generalized issues.
The review by Dr.Patra on Madhyahna is published in Gokarnika July-Sept 2011 issue. I'm told
the journal is of 40+ years old and regarded well in Odia literary community. It's my pleasure to thank the reviewer Dr.Patra and the magazine editor for the review and publication.
Not only, dr.Patra many have shown unusual interest in a poem, Ajagar (Python). While writing this poem I was also very much perturbed as well as surprised on imagery the poem waives around. The other poem
Mukha (Mask) is also interesting to the reviewer.
I'm sorry for non-Odia followers of this blog as the review given below is in Odia. I'll translate it some time soon.
regards
Hrushieksha
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The review by Dr.Patra on Madhyahna is published in Gokarnika July-Sept 2011 issue. I'm told
the journal is of 40+ years old and regarded well in Odia literary community. It's my pleasure to thank the reviewer Dr.Patra and the magazine editor for the review and publication.
Not only, dr.Patra many have shown unusual interest in a poem, Ajagar (Python). While writing this poem I was also very much perturbed as well as surprised on imagery the poem waives around. The other poem
Mukha (Mask) is also interesting to the reviewer.
I'm sorry for non-Odia followers of this blog as the review given below is in Odia. I'll translate it some time soon.
regards
Hrushieksha
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Saturday, June 11, 2011
NagaRi KaNduChhi
The City is CRYING
I have composed nearly 70 poems on Hyderabad, the city where I have been since 1984. In many poems of the last three volumes, the imprint of my village in Odisha is seen heavily. Being reminded by Anjali, my wife I decided to write on Hyderabad. Most of these poems carry the words of a migrant that has moved to city from rural India. And also talks of the agony of a city due to indiscriminate expansion, that has been there now for many cities (like Hyderabad) in India
This poem, talks of the present of a city due to heavy expansion at the cost of greenery, erosion of culture and livelihood of people those who are living in villages around the city. The wide 6-lane ring roads are the pythons who spit fire and smoke everyday making the the city environment poisonous. Everyday, water table shrinks down by an inch. It aspires for judicious expansion taking care of greens and interest of poor.
The poem is published in SAGARIKA - Odia literary magazine, May 2011
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