Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Broken Spirits

A friend of mine spurred the thought in me of how inspiration lies behind every piece of art and opinion, I know you would agree to this as much as I don’t , but on second thoughts now, it would actually serve a purpose and that would be that I could use this forum to talk about the lines of Tagore written way back in the first decade of the century we left behind.
For those reading this I would say that i am regressively inspired by Rabindranath Tagore's words.
And so looking back now makes you and me feel that it is all so misplaced in today’s setting ,

Here he goes ..

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action--
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake....Geetanjali 1910

In contrast..here i go..


Where the wings don’t fly, where the arms can’t try...
Where there is fear and scare, where even truth can’t dare...
Where the unarmed suffer, while they glorify their supper...
Where you and I fight for reasons so weak, for the good we fail to take the lead
Where there is distress and distrust in each soul, where we all tend to harbor selfish goals...
Where young women are left alone to bleed , where the men of faith pay no heed...
Where we sit rounds and rounds of big talks, where we screen hours and take stocks...
Where we love to blame and play the mock, where we watch them crumble away our blocks...
Where the will to take charge has died, where we have learnt to conveniently hide...
Where that one spark gets lost in the crowd, when his voice is snubbed even before he could shout...
Where they fight with peace for the chair, where we choose to give them an actionless stare...
Where the power comes to a house of crime, where the power in truth is still not sublime...
Where the sun goes down with no hope, where you rise each day to see the injustice scope...
Where the needy cries out his soul, when there’s not enough in his child’s bowl...

Where two right men make no good, where they are crushed even before they could...
Where your name decides your destiny, where religion becomes the cause of tyranny...
Where life’s taken for saffron and green, where holy faith turns into a fanatic scene...
Is that the India from where you and I hail, that’s yet again where my country fails...
Yet we say we had set to teach the world and today what we were we forget...
Yet again we feel so taken, Yet again our worlds shaken...

Now again we lie in broken spirits, still waiting to rise from our own debris.... 2008

11 comments:

Vinayak said...

u have a gr8 blog here
keep going

vidhu said...

hey,
u,v put the thoughts goin on in every indians mind beautifully...and really we need many more thoughts like these to keep up the spirit to realize the need of the hour..so just go on and on and on...

Anonymous said...

Great Blog! But my problem is that i TOTALLY don't understand Pottery! :(

Dream Runner said...

@ anonymous :- well that by your own deductive logic means... u jus love pottery(oops) Mr sharma...watevaa:D

@ vidhu
this one for you guys you kno that right:)

@vinayak..thank you..i shall

|| ViKi || said...

superb one....... n i m sure evry INDIAN who has read this will like it.

Unpretentious Diva said...

Well, I found the poem unattractive, but then it was the perception of the poet.

About arts, Art is the selective recreation of reality. Through arts, the artist conveys his metaphysical value judgments and his sense of life and existence.

The goodness or standard of arts can be measured by the easiness of the complex thought process and ideas which the artist integrates and presents in a sequential way so that the audience may get the idea behind the art piece.
Entertainment is not the primary goal of arts, though it is an essential by-product. Basic goal of art is to express the values and ideas of the artist about a particular subject, objectively.
The idea can be reasonable, it can be wrong too.

I guess it is mere a co-incidence that I was also writing something about art a little while ago at my site.


Please have a look
Thought Provoking Art

Also you were talking about Inspiration, so let me ask you some very common questions about Inspiration such as--
What is Inspiration? Where does it come from?What are the sources of Inspiration? Are they outside the human conscience? Is happiness an Inspiration? Can tragedy be an Inspiration?Can failure be an Inspiration? What are the blocks of Inspiration? Were you clear about Inspiration before putting up your question about Inspiration? Is inspiration a good idea/thought, which invigorates you to achieve the aim of the thought because of its viability? Is creativity Inspiration? Or inspiration is creativeness? Or you are talking of some illusive/hallucinating divine inspiration? How many types of Inspirations can be there? Can I be too much inspired? Can Inspirations be harmful? If something is source for me, will it be source of inspiration for you and others too? Can you be inspired by your own abilities and work on them with confidence? Do other people or objects inspire everyone? Above all, is nature itself is the innate and ubiquitous Inspiration? Is life and existence NO the first and foremost source of Inspiration? When we say Survival of the Fittest, does not survival become the basic Inspiration? Does Cause mean Inspiration? Can anything be without Inspiration?

Why don't you check my views about Inspiration here?
Inspiration

Hope to hear from you about the topic under discussion soon---
~~Unpretentious Diva

Unpretentious Diva said...

correction--

i guess I didn't read the poem fully.

it is a nice poem at second read.

it is nice because it actually represents your ideas on a varied subjects in a peculiar manner, and it is attractive because your thoughts sounds reasonable.


(So what does it suggests? The worth of Art piece cannot remain constant. it variates from viewer/audience to viewer/audience and from time to time too.)

Dream Runner said...

@unpretentious diva

voila , lotsa question that you have got there for me, you seem to be know doubt greatly inspired by ayn rands philosphies...and thats nice..

Will def get goin on ur blog...

and yea Thanks for the kind words, it was jus a simple attempt to express my thoughts...

and u know wat iam feeliing that philosphy tends to complicate the simplest of things and you dont even question it critically coz its not what every sec person can fathom into... after state of delving deep into ur individuality and raison de aitre isnt really that simple a task...

Hatikvah said...

I found the poem full of angst, one that is perhaps justified. I however, faced a query - as an author/poetress, you have highlighted a problem, and a glaring one at that with a profound sense of expression. As a reader, I however felt,that the post merited a solution to the stated problem, which was slightly conspicuous by its absence. What do you think?

Dream Runner said...

well you've caught me dere but nt completely..cz the original draft of this write up had a to be continued tag to it fr de same reason...but guess what sometimes its enuff to ask the righht questions and guess i made you do exactly that and hope to every reader of mine...amen


nice blog u got there...we shld be exchanging frequent visits..watsay:)

Hatikvah said...

I agree; I actually loved the expression, and yes, it does throw up some questions that do not deserve to die out in our daily rigmarole. Waiting for the next post...

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