The writing.

The writer
Read all owned books,
Researched in the library,
Surfed the internet,
Listened to scholars,
Discussed with friends,
Observed the world around,
Travelled far and wide,
Learnt people’s customs,
And almost everything
That crossed his path..

While he wrote,
His pen would glide on paper,
Pausing only between words
For the requirement of space
Rather than for the thought,
And to refill the ink
But not to replenish the idea..
There was no draft,
What was written is final,
For there were no changes to be made..
There were no crossings,
No strike outs,
No rephrasing,
No corrections..
The text written was
Properly aligned
And filled just that page..
No more, No less..

The writing style
Is called impromptu,
By most people..
But is it really so?

Isn’t the thoughts
Bettered, cultured and educated
All through the past living?

So is there anything
Which is what it really is?!

And now you, the reader,
Have added a tiny note to your thought,
Consciously or unconsciously..
Which would reflect
Maybe in the very next thing you write,
Or just lay hidden as the seed,
To grow into a nourished thought,
And spread it’s essence
In a far future writing..
Which might even be titled
Impromptu! 😉

[Thanks to Mr.Hari for an awesome prompt for this post. Now I would like to extend the challenge of finding the given prompt for this post.. 😉 And the winner gets to provide the next prompt.. 😀]

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Silver Hair Sins – Book Review

This is written as part of BlogChatter Book Review program.

The book was sent to me by the author under this program for the review.

Book name – Silver Hair Sins
Author – Saumick Paul
Publisher – The Write Place
Genre – Fiction, Visual story telling

The Blurb along with purchase link > Click Here

The story is set in future. Where the world is being completely taken over by technology, and even each individual’s thinking is being controlled by the tech and the team behind it.

The world as we know, is supposed to be changed by enormous leaps. Though is it for the better?

The story is set around characters which are doing something, yet declared as the role models of the future, with an entirely different backstory.

And thus the next generation sees the rape committed to the pioneer, Meera, as the ultimate form of sacrifice, when subjected to it voluntarily. And they also take up only the popularised and shallow versions of the ancient scriptures, which are completely ridiculous as the base idea was totally lost during the transition.

The story is supposed to redeem itself by showing that the idea behind the tech, resets the balance once in awhile. This part includes some good acronyms for Adam, Eve and Eden and also brings out the concept of Dasavatharam and / or the base fight of good over evil, where good wins eventually, but evil is never ever dead in the complete sense.

By reading the gist, the story might seem to be all in all on good note, but I’m afraid that, the narration doesn’t let you think so, while reading it.

I appreciate the effectiveness of the writer in making the reader captivating. Because for someone who isn’t new to dystopian novel, some sequences of the story makes me revolted. Guess there lies the success of a dystopian writer.

The part which gains my appreciation is for the effort put behind the pictures and also the video trailer. The main feature of the book is visual story telling, which in common terms mean, half the book is for photographs, which are supposed to improve the impact of story telling.

But my personal opinion is the pictures didn’t speak to me, despite being a wonderful work, as much as the pictures in Jonathan Livingston Seagull or the Little Prince.

If you are into exploring dystopian worlds you might try this and appreciate it better than me!

I

I am the centre of my universe,
I am a tiny speck in the universe…

I drown in guilt with deadlines,
I procrastinate like no other…

I live here in the present,
I lose myself in memories…

I believe life is beautiful,
I dread waking up in morning…

I wonder what next,
I wander into past…

I am just a caterpillar,
I am the exquisite butterfly…

I wake up earlier somedays,
I sleep in till noon at times…

I am so organised with few,
I am most chaotic at many…

I dish out counsel, as if I conquered life,
I break down and dread to pick up myself…

I laugh louder with not a care,
I cry harder when it’s needed too…

I am an introvert to speak to others,
I am an extrovert to explore places…

I chatter incessantly to few,
I measure my words as few…

I am an explosion that brightens the sky,
I bury my head like an ostrich in earth…

I am just like you,
I am as unique as you..

I am many parts of one,
I am more than sum of my parts!

I am an oxymoron!
I am an epitome!

Review of “A Case of Connections”

I received the book through “Blogchatter Book Review Program

Book Name: A Case of Connections
Author Name: Sayan Battacharya
Publisher: White Falcon Publishing
Link to Buy: Amazon

About the Book:
The story of three individuals, spanning different eras, different geography, and different political and societal conditions, connected by some memories and a Brief-Case full of papers. In other words, individual stories of grandfather, uncle, and grandson.

This book is split into three parts.

Part 1 – Why and what are all the events that led the grandson to chase the story of his grandfather Satyen.

Part 2 – What happened to the grandfather, Satyen, that made him so far away from his family. This also covers a very vivid glimpse into the conditions existing during the period of second world war, in India as well as London, and also how it affects the family.

Part 3 – The story of uncle / son of Satyen, shows insights into the life of Satyen as a father. Also explains how the connections are packed together inside a case.

Thus, we get insights into the lifestyle of those three person’s period. Even if the story is said in three perspectives, it is actually the story of Satyen.

In part 1, as a grandfather and a relative living so far away, geographically, yet so close in the heart’s of his family. This is conveyed through Satyen’s brother’s grandson. And through his interactions with grand parents and other relative’s memory of him.

In the next part, Satyen, as an individual who has aspirations beyond the routine life, how he follows through them, the struggles and dilemma he faces before few decisions and how they impact his life and to what extent are delivered from his perspective.

In the final part, Satyen as a father is explained by his son. Also this part explains what made this story plausible.

Though this make it seem like a common story, the content makes the book special as it gives the reader an insight into history, without the monotonous nature of school books, but in the most effective way, by explaining with individual family’s impact from world politics.

The lucid writing style makes it an easy read. Though it took me some time to grasp what the terms of relationship meant, (I presumed many) the content makes it easier to understand the relationship. Kindly note that this is a personal issue as I’m not familiar with the author’s native language.

Overall the book is a good read, and a great find for those who like to learn history.

Rating – 4/5

Summer holidays

That’s the time of the year to stop the routine, rejuvenate, and replenish the soul to get prepared for the next long year!

And May month is the month of summer around here! Taking a big break now from writing to enjoy the summer.

Roses

My dearest friend was having a birthday cake with two roses on it. It was a time when cake cutting wasn’t so famous.

I looked very eagerly towards the cake and those beautiful roses.

The cake was cut and was cut into many pieces, two roses were cut into two different pieces.

One was given to the birthday baby and the other was given to me.. What else could bring joy to a little kid than being made special?! 😃

Zipping it!

Looking back at 2016 A to Z challenge, I completed it far better than this year’s challenge. But at least, I completed it this year too!

What next?

I’ve no idea whether I’m going to continue with any frequency, or go completely silent..

Let me face when it’s time.. And for now bidding adieu..

Thank you dear readers for your continued support! 😊