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Ramesh Gandhi: 06/01/2015 - 07/01/2015

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Monday, June 29, 2015. Parting (Mettupalayam Station, 1970). The child belongs to the National Cadet Corps. A group of cadets was being taken to the Nilgiri Hills, the home of the Defense Services Staff College at Wellington. His pensive mother waits with him for the train to arrive. I posted another picture from the same time and place here: Future Past. Thursday, June 25, 2015. My Life, My Death. I have lived through storms. They have become my address. My mark will be there. I have cried a lot. I reco...

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Ramesh Gandhi: Parting (Mettupalayam Station, 1970)

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Monday, June 29, 2015. Parting (Mettupalayam Station, 1970). The child belongs to the National Cadet Corps. A group of cadets was being taken to the Nilgiri Hills, the home of the Defense Services Staff College at Wellington. His pensive mother waits with him for the train to arrive. I posted another picture from the same time and place here: Future Past. Ho teree yeh sadagee yeh bholapan teraa. Meraa nasib hai khilata joban teraa. Meree bahar tu meraa karar tu. Mastee se bhar diya tune jivan meraa.

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Ramesh Gandhi: Journey's End

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Thursday, July 30, 2015. Saagar se bharkar hai jaam. Jaam men kitni doob gayi. Mere jivan ki har shaam. Till the clouds swell. And pour out as tears. Cannot quench my thirst. Which yearns for more. And fills every night of my life. Khaali jaam liye baithe ho,. Un aankhon ki baat karo. Raat bahut hai, pyaas bahut hai. Barsaaton ki baat karo,. Khaali jaam liye baithe ho. Jo pikar mast huye hain. Unke jikr se kya haasil, Unke jikr se kya haasil. Jin tak jaam nahi pahuncha hai. Un pyaason ki baat karo. Jin y...

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Ramesh Gandhi: Broken Heart

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Tuesday, August 04, 2015. What is it, a broken heart. What does indeed break, gets broken. When the heart breaks,. Is it sometimes or always. Or as a dialogue. Or a line of poetry used by writers. As far as is known. The metaphor, broken heart. Which in one way or another. Has a mention or story. About a broken heart. Is there a statute of limitations. For the age when it is possible. To break or have a broken heart. Or is it timeless and unbound. Is it only a loss. A vanity hurt and broken.

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Ramesh Gandhi: The Golden Cage

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Thursday, August 13, 2015. Rabindra Sangeet: the extent of its voluminous enormity I have always marvelled at, as probably many other ignorant people like me would also have done: the variety, the ingrained musicality that every word generates, without the need for artifice to be sung or set to music. Among those thousands (are they millions? Without a doubt, it would comfort me to hear from those who will take the trouble to tell me what they feel about this effort:. Dinguli Mor Sonar Khanchai. Shopone ...

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Ramesh Gandhi: 08/01/2015 - 09/01/2015

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Saturday, August 29, 2015. Red Hills, near Chennai, 1969. I am a traveller. Which has a beginning. Distance and expanse is what i thought of. And how a human life is but a speck and how the distance between its beginning and end that is a human's journey from birth to death, which seems so momentous to us is of no import in the unfathomable expanse of the unknown which carries on with business as usual, regardless of all the lone travellers that come and go. The composition is very humbling. Raakh ke dhe...

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Ramesh Gandhi: My Life, My Death

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Thursday, June 25, 2015. My Life, My Death. I have lived through storms. They have become my address. My mark will be there. For those who want to find me. I have cried a lot. I have laughed uproariously. The sign of all this. I left floating in the flood. Swirling in the whirlpool. When you passed by me. Speeding like monsoon clouds. You filled me with laughter and loving. As quickly as dreams shatter. Even when held in caring hands. The deluge drowned my dreams. And carried my traces to distant shores.

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Ramesh Gandhi: Askew

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Friday, August 07, 2015. Depraded by the depraved. Just one single species. Who called it dear mother. Who made it out to be blue. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Mahaprosthaner pothe (on the final journey). View my complete profile. Embers of Desire, Ashes. Escape to the Future Past. Cardiac: Life Before Death. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.

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Ramesh Gandhi: Betrayal

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Saturday, July 11, 2015. Duniya mein dhoka aam baat hai. Ab Suraj ko hi dekh lo. Aata hai Kiran ke saath. Rahta hai Roshni ke saath. Aur aaj Varsha bhadak gayi. To chhip gaya kahin jaake. In this world, betrayal is common;. Take the example of the Sun:. He comes with Kiran* (Rays),. He stays with Roshni* (Light),. And today Varsha* (Rain) has increased,. So, clinging to her, he is hiding somewhere. These are all women's pretty names in Hindi. I thumb all your black and white images. Jism mera sard saa.

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Ramesh Gandhi: Forest in Water...

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Wednesday, July 29, 2015. Or is it Water in Forest. Actually, on Earth as we know it, and call it (with various names in as many languages and dialects), water came first. It is not only possible but an imperative, that the unceasing deforestation which humankind has to progressively bring about to accommodate himself and his growing clan and necessities without which he cannot or, in all his vanity, will not do, unlike all other forms of living creatures, be halted. At the same time, it. Cannot be stopp...