Directed by the body of the mind Forgetting all sane, good teachings behind Our sense organs again and again follow Helplessly, committing sins after sins shallow Manifestations of our boggy innards Tendencies - those craggy cowards Generations of wombs violent Sired by consciousness somnolent... Sign in to see full entry.
The British philosopher and economist, John Stuart Mill wrote this essay ' Thoughts on Poetry and its Varieties' in 1832, when he was twenty-six. A man of sharp intellect, it is a careful analysis of his views on the different kinds of poetry he read during his time. (An off-course information - the... Sign in to see full entry.
(I am just back and had no time to write, so I am sharing a mail forward. This is written by Mr. Sobroto Bagchi, COO and cofounder of Mind Tree. He is a brilliant writer. Please read on). My sense of shame in being an Indian in front of foreigners has somewhat changed over time. When I was younger,... Sign in to see full entry.
A hurried repost; I'll be out the next couple of days. A while back, I finished reading Gustave Flaubert’s famous controversial novel, Madame Bovary. It struck me as an ingenuous work of art with a seminal depiction of the reality of the mid-nineteenth century French cultural mores and ethics,... Sign in to see full entry.
The greatest musician ever on earth, Orpheus, played his lyre with such masterly hand Wild beasts tamed, rivers stopped in their flow, trees and mountains followed as his band Nymphs swarmed, utterly charmed, but to Eurydice was he committed in betrothal On the other hand, relentlessly chased by the... Sign in to see full entry.
Soaked in alcohol lives that man In sane sobriety, I live in mine own Who knows who’s insane? He, or me? God-intoxication Spiritual alcoholism Are one and the same Sign in to see full entry.
I was a child then, no, childish, not a child Adolescent, yes, but somewhat blunt and wild The maiden of my dreams, my neighbor Would often come over, no acknowledgments ever To cause my imaginings the most uneasy labor When gone, she’d leave behind a blazing fever Our house was ancient, she walked... Sign in to see full entry.
Knowledge in Devotion Signatured in non-jealousy Utterly pure Unto that man The most secret Knowledge sacred Descends In confidentiality From God Supreme Transporting one From this material existence To the abode eternal Of the spiritual Whence Rebirths cease Everlasting bliss abides. Sign in to see full entry.
Inattentiveness Obstacles, we so love to pin on To various outside agencies Our responsibilities hooked We rest in rationalist fancies Thinkers, biologists, psychologists, Soothsayers all, make us go bonkers Assay our troubles to - environment, Ancestors, universal unconscious, Providence - all... Sign in to see full entry.
Tonight’s the darkest of windless nights Up there, in limitless heights Sat twinkling stars burning bright Utter silence! Yet they seem To converse in hushed whisper Rapt in attention, I tried to listen intently The vast void separating them, billions in miles, Converged, the friendly cluster beamed... Sign in to see full entry.