A bilingual collection of poems titled Chabi,tumi, moi aru amar katharee written by Munindra Narayan Bhattacharyaa, A translated version is added into the same volume by a noted literateur Debashish Bezbaruah. The book is outlayed with a frame of a painting titled 'Hungry' (Oil in canvass 36"x44") by the poet himself has shown a deep rooted knowledge about connectivity. A connection between saranga kala (xastha kala) is perhaps the best way to generalise the creative Art. The process is leaned a thin layer over one another and that is so well focussed and cleared in this book that one must read it. While reading the book, turning the pages one after another I recollect a famous dialogue among the folklorists' tea table that ' epic says we all are connected '!! well, very honestly I must accept that when there is focussed a very tiny object, the mind may turn into a deeper thought. And we discover a thoughtful mind, by strange, we get the ability to enter into the world of ART.
The art of doing and looking at the world whreas fold an unique expression integrating all of us. It integrates all of us and around us.
In his collection of poems, the poet symbolises physical and metaphysical. In other words, a clear periphery of being (you, me,we etc.) and non being (painting and poems) and there is a bridge between this two always. It stimulates (bibhab) with an emotion (bhaba) and gives really a scope to understand beauty with simplicity and a trend of gossip matter. There should be always necessary to look a back date for a while when he expressed through the verse 'pisuai ahibo lage' (A few steps backward ,page no.141).There is a much back date when people were superstitious and this bounded all to bind up together. Even if it has an important role to curve good relationship.The page no. 141 satired a tension between son-in-law and father-in -law is beautifully escaped by a belief of cat. That a cat, while cross a road one should step back for a while. The poem signify a moral passes through to a son in law not by demand but by a belief. Its ironic if they really talk to each other in some society!
Similarly other poems which have raised questions and this is, most probably, the poet resembles his vision as 'hunger'.The cover page of this painting hence is found very much appropiate to the text.
More or less, the poems specially (Rritu utsavak loi, Beya khabar eta ase, Dekha hoi mur, Pathajatrixakale) have a narration. The narration that shape his niche from lore ( lullaby, vernecular faith of tulasi plants and Hindu god Rama and many more ) to a determination to help the tiredsome practitioners ( bhagori porise neki aayotixakal ). This is obviously the poet is talking about his helping hand to those sufferers of the society who attain blindness of a practice. The crescendo in all trance actions in human life is also present in continuous flow of beliefs and tradition in his observation. Despite of this, he respects the artistry of a poet and repeatedly denies that he is a poet.And why not? Lets imagine a spontaneous flow of thoughts of colouring as if there are stroks of colour brass,there are colours and a selfishless effort to bind them over a canvass.
The vission that a poet can carry with his powerful words is very much vibed in those expression when its said 'pitritwa' (fatherhood), not only to take pride of it but also sharing this with the utmost beloved. This perhaps the cause for which the emotions cross over physical being and stop with nature such as 'karabi tree' that rest of the flowers such as 'nahor', 'keteki' and 'bakul' flowers are silent because of their inconsistance geometry. The poet, that's why, sure about the vission of 'karabi' flower: a clear vission about future,present or a past.
The book indeed reflect a connection between nature and human, flowers and poetic birth, abandon folklore about metaphoric relation and a systemic mechanism of human body and mind.Wheather an advice to detect the difference between the cucko and crow, or, an heartiest wish to exhibit himself but not as a 'judassh', or otherwise a challenge or wish to welcome death for those whom no one can defeat. His emotions leads to thougtful divission by a straight line where waves of ages merge everything.
A cosmic idea is coming to my mind that there is a 'Baitarani' river between life and death and we are going across through lord shiva. That 'Baitarani', i would, prefer to resemble the word 'line' (page no. 141) between being and non being in his poem. And the poet stands himself as a observer of life from light to dark and beyond. Suddenly, an essence of protest is mentioned which the poet felt since when his father and even before the grand mother wanted to raise voice for patriotism. And when there is a writing pen for protest, there is also a mechine 'prism' through which multi colour can be created. So, with these, he is now again determined to clean himself within the heart to create something very constructive from the day with an usual morning sun.
Pages are slowly passing down, turning a mind into different direction : and its made a shape of mind with a self believed determination. The poems indeed are image making of all of us and around us and the concept of 'acceptance' is taken but with a silent preservation of self determination.
Similarly other poems which have raised questions and this is, most probably, the poet resembles his vision as 'hunger'.The cover page of this painting hence is found very much appropiate to the text.
More or less, the poems specially (Rritu utsavak loi, Beya khabar eta ase, Dekha hoi mur, Pathajatrixakale) have a narration. The narration that shape his niche from lore ( lullaby, vernecular faith of tulasi plants and Hindu god Rama and many more ) to a determination to help the tiredsome practitioners ( bhagori porise neki aayotixakal ). This is obviously the poet is talking about his helping hand to those sufferers of the society who attain blindness of a practice. The crescendo in all trance actions in human life is also present in continuous flow of beliefs and tradition in his observation. Despite of this, he respects the artistry of a poet and repeatedly denies that he is a poet.And why not? Lets imagine a spontaneous flow of thoughts of colouring as if there are stroks of colour brass,there are colours and a selfishless effort to bind them over a canvass.
The vission that a poet can carry with his powerful words is very much vibed in those expression when its said 'pitritwa' (fatherhood), not only to take pride of it but also sharing this with the utmost beloved. This perhaps the cause for which the emotions cross over physical being and stop with nature such as 'karabi tree' that rest of the flowers such as 'nahor', 'keteki' and 'bakul' flowers are silent because of their inconsistance geometry. The poet, that's why, sure about the vission of 'karabi' flower: a clear vission about future,present or a past.
The book indeed reflect a connection between nature and human, flowers and poetic birth, abandon folklore about metaphoric relation and a systemic mechanism of human body and mind.Wheather an advice to detect the difference between the cucko and crow, or, an heartiest wish to exhibit himself but not as a 'judassh', or otherwise a challenge or wish to welcome death for those whom no one can defeat. His emotions leads to thougtful divission by a straight line where waves of ages merge everything.
A cosmic idea is coming to my mind that there is a 'Baitarani' river between life and death and we are going across through lord shiva. That 'Baitarani', i would, prefer to resemble the word 'line' (page no. 141) between being and non being in his poem. And the poet stands himself as a observer of life from light to dark and beyond. Suddenly, an essence of protest is mentioned which the poet felt since when his father and even before the grand mother wanted to raise voice for patriotism. And when there is a writing pen for protest, there is also a mechine 'prism' through which multi colour can be created. So, with these, he is now again determined to clean himself within the heart to create something very constructive from the day with an usual morning sun.
Pages are slowly passing down, turning a mind into different direction : and its made a shape of mind with a self believed determination. The poems indeed are image making of all of us and around us and the concept of 'acceptance' is taken but with a silent preservation of self determination.
Above all, it has been found a very important poetic expression for people that covers all the facets of human life, creativity and passages from relations, Nature and clarity. I believe the modern period really needs to look back its past with a close connection of all beings.
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