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Wednesday, May 4, 2011

A Lonely Child's Note


“I had the lonely child’s habit of making up stories and holding conversations with imaginary persons, and I think from the very start my literary ambitions were mixed up with the feeling of being isolated and undervalued. I knew that I had a facility with words and a power of facing unpleasant facts, and I felt that this created a sort of private world in which I could get my own back for my failure in everyday life.”

- George Orwell

1 comment:

  1. May Mangoes
    at the native place
    50 years ago,
    fussed over
    by
    assortments
    of those
    who saw my father grow up...
    mornings
    fooling in the river,
    a warm lunch,
    raiwal mangoes dripping
    on the buniyan,
    and a
    hot afternoon sleep
    on
    someone's lap,
    listening
    to a story.

    Today,
    we have a farmhouse,
    that sees us on
    "weekends" ,
    page 3 bhakri
    and sizzling pithla
    Oooh-la-la
    and the little boy
    traipses around on his designer bike,
    on planned paths,
    till he spies
    the Big tree,
    and
    walks away
    to an airconditioned lunch.

    The cycle
    simply wraps itself
    round the broad waist
    of the green matriarch,
    and looks forlornly at
    the plantain trees.

    A Farm house
    but
    not
    a farm home....

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