Poetic and Prosaic Writeups

  A Few Words It’s an uncanny world. The more we do care for the others, the more care they will desire. This goes on. We try to meet the expectations. However, one very day, we might find out the saturation point when we must, when we ought to be dawned. Nothing remains the same. The turning tables bring weal and woe. As soon as we understand it, the better we can be able to enjoy our life. Yes, this world is uncanny to the utmost. Hence, we should never think of any reciprocation. Instead, we all must keep it in mind that we came here alone; likewise, we all must live on our own; finally, we all will have to step out of this world without anybody’s care as well. However, the essential point is that if you try to help a person or care for him or her, never think to be reciprocated, because this world is full of darkness in spite of the day-lamp in the sky, and the moon and the stars at night. Hence, we can illuminate our own world with our tireless efforts to make the world full...

The poem in a nutshell At the outset, I would like to draw your attention to An Introduction by Kamala Das. Just recall a little portion of the opening lines, please. So, the point is that we all face hypocrisy of democracy in many respects. In this regard, I would also request you to look into the actual scenario of this world. Broadly speaking, had we not been so corrupt, this world would have become a better place for living with a better tomorrow. However, unfortunately, the scenario is just the opposite. We are all facing Corona and Amphan. But can we deny that the problem lies at the deep root of our humanity? The poem --  "The Leaders" No right to speak the truth; No scope for fighting for sooth. In the name of democracy, They are running autocracy. Just as "flies are to wanton boys", Are we sported with by the leaders-- They make us dance like Puppets, petty pure puppets. The keywor...