By Somali K Chakrabarti Image Source Churning the ocean In a bid to separate the black from the white — reveal the hidden demons in a million shades of grey!!
By Somali K Chakrabarti Image Source A canoe set sail in the middle of the night The boy saw a jewel hanging from the sky When wind pushed the boat to the beat of waves The jewel slid down and rested at the edge The boy thus tempted, cast his net and hook Little did he know that the moon was a crook Beckoning him with a smile, The moon lit the sea As fast as he could, the boy sailed forth in his reverie “Come up here,” he heard the moon say But the horizon, forever held him at bay For a long time, moon kept up the play then it dipped into the sea …and quietly slipped away © Somali K Chakrabarti, 2016 If you believe that any picture on the site infringes your copyright, please inform and it will be removed Lei: A wreath for your soul is a string of short poems reflecting on nature, life, illusion and inspiration. If you like this post, please consider following the blog. Please like and/or , share if you enjoyed reading the post!
By Somali K Chakrabarti impeccable grace perfected over nine lives nimbly the cat walks! . © Somali K Chakrabarti
By Somali K Chakrabarti Image Source ‘No means No,’ the message has been conveyed sharply and clearly in the movie ‘Pink’. Thankfully this time it has caught the fancy of viewers. The theme of gender and consent has often remained ambiguous or has been construed differently by different people, though lately we see that the message is being sent out and reinforced through plays, street art, and movies. The above picture is of a mural at a Railway station in Chennai on the theme of Gender and Consent. Here’s is a poem based on it. She emerges from a jasmine sea the lovely, lissome Padmini and captivates the spunky Shivaji; — they are the golden pair of Tamil cinema of the yesteryear She is dressed in vines and petals He, in the dazzling warrior gear, Perceiving a petite maiden, he moves ahead to save the damsel in distress Into his strong arms, he must, must sweep her away… With a gentle gesture of hand, she shoves him and there she stays Looking at him in his eyes, she gives an assuring smile ‘I am my own hero,’ Ms Padmini says. © Somali K Chakrabarti, 2016 If you believe that any picture on the site infringes…
By Somali K Chakrabarti Prejudices, biases and gender inequalities have always existed in our society, and from time to time these come to the fore front. But, when such points are raised by foreigners, there is always a risk that the writer may succumb to temptation of stereotypical or caricaturish portrayal of the characters or the culture of a country. Making Friends with the Crocodile, written by Mick Canning is a book that highlights gender inequalities prevailing in a North Indian village. Steering clear of stereotypes, the book depicts lives of people in a normal village family, and the conditions that not only dissuade a woman from reporting an assault, but also subjugate her further by holding her responsible for it. Making friends with Crocodiles is available on Amazon. Here’s a bit about the author. Mick Canning is an Englishman, who has traveled extensively in North India, Nepal and the Middle East. Mick finely captures the essence of these places in words and in pictures in his blog that goes by his name. I have always enjoyed reading his posts on Bodhgaya, Varanasi, Sarnath, and Punjab. While I had been intending to read his book since quite some time, I managed to do so…
By Somali K Chakrabarti Image source calm stillness surrounds; in silence they sing, yet the echoes are distinct! . © Somali K Chakrabarti
By Somali K Chakrabarti celestial cheer in festal times, clouds combine to usher the divine!.
By Somali K Chakrabarti “The mathematician destroyed all the poetry of the rainbow by reducing it to its prismatic colours.” is how Newton was once referred to by noted poets of his time. Poet William Blake had once said, “God is not a Mathematical Diagram“. But a flower surely is! Mathematics defines the shape of spirals and curves of sea shells, sunflower heads, wherein poetry describes their beauty.
By Somali K Chakrabarti Image Source Inspired by the post SALTEE ISLAND: BIG ADVENTURE 2016 by IneseMj and a poem by Poet Rummager A dash of red, orange rosette A painted bill, matching webbed feet The swimmer skilfully rides the waves In a tuxedo coat, it dives for the fish A sea parrot, or a clown of sea? The Puffin flies with swift wing beats!! . © Somali K Chakrabarti, 2016
By Somali K Chakrabarti Image Source On a pitch dark night From far, a mechanic spots Speeding buses, disappearing lights. The raging river washes away Chunks of an old river bridge On the highway; He raises an alarm- Next day, the accident, lost lives become a part of the news print. A freak incident – Or may be an audit lapse; A failure to foretell the imminent collapse of a decrepit bridge in heavy rains! Individual valour saved many a lives where a part of the system took a nosedive! © Somali K Chakrabarti