What we are Looking at
All we are notstares backat what weare. – WH Auden Continue reading What we are Looking at
Tag: Experiences
Dreams after Waking up
Tinged with poignant hues, rippled horizon from night’s lamentations Dulled crimson looks odd on a morning canvas, dreams are barometers of human loneliness Yesterday has a significant influence, whereas, the present looks bewildered In between, a lone man tries to train his eyes to look beyond Thinking,”this too will be washed away”, may be needs another fierce downpour It may either make the world look … Continue reading Dreams after Waking up
At Odds with Reality
Defanged knowledge, a long-drawn struggle with an unsustainable reality The birth of a century, commotion, the acquired abilities to destabilize wisdom Bitter experimentations with synthetic ideas, the shenanigans; everything was a trade off Pure dreams and desires weaned away, sometimes snatched from the cradles Trespassing minds, the sacred souls, stale unsustainable ideas thrust upon them Creating obedient followers who can abandon sanity and frantically take … Continue reading At Odds with Reality
Acquiring Silence
Turning away from the haste, the hate, stopping the clocks and becoming impervious to the ridicule Claiming my space, sanctity of darkness, when I longer fear the silence, for midnight calls with a different tune What I wasted in the rush, my dreams became a blur, I could not recognize the environment Tiring to wake up to the noise, misdirecred by the massive push towards … Continue reading Acquiring Silence
Wish To Be Invisible
That strong urge to be invisible and imagine that you are invincible, even if the darkness looks menacing Waiting to be transported to another realm, where time doesn’t flinch and I can find the magical door No one following my footsteps or even desiring to understand me; it’s a world of aberrant contradictions I decided to choose my path, another trajectory where time circumnavigates the … Continue reading Wish To Be Invisible
Messing with Memories
Wondering if I dwelled too long in scattered spaces where memories were in a disheveled state Unsettled conversations, trying to keep pace with stopped clocks Revisiting those places, uninvited, in a stupor, an unfulfilled desire luring me often I failed to differentiate between the altered memories, but faint hopes still tormented my dormant mind Here, in the present, I have the time to rethink, the … Continue reading Messing with Memories
False Familiarity
Familiar experiences, the clichéd outcomes, degree of differences, bent logic and amplified narratives Everything looks realistic, but they are virulent reflections of compromised particles An authoritarian thought process slowly travels through the common consciousness like a stubborn, coagulated fluid They all speak, vehemently force their opinions down the throats of unbelievers- survive on this perilous survival instincts Experiences, your addictive familiarization through sinister experimentation Imbibed … Continue reading False Familiarity
What are the Consequences?
Even if you think you are alone with your thoughts, it is not as simple as that. They seem to enshroud the moment with fierce voices which you were unaware of. It can challenge you with your communication. Not necessarily being the finest orator can help you settle the voices and make them feel at ease. I have seen the most vociferous ones cannot come … Continue reading What are the Consequences?
On the Stage
If the characters are not ready before the curtain is raised They are seen communicating in wild gestures, the last-minute reminder Of the dialogues and positions, one has to take Some of the poseur’s fill-up the gaps to create a distraction What if the curtains were raised a little later Everything would have seemed different The stage will witness the transformation Various stages of a … Continue reading On the Stage
The Notes
My notes are sometimes retrospective observations Trying with a different set of words to study the contrast Subjects can be anything since there are no boundaries of time While the present is also accommodated Due to the compulsions of the flurry of activities Ears and eyes can be busy, but the pen rests till the mind initiates something A sort of dialogue, a quiet start … Continue reading The Notes
Amitav Chowdhury 