Why write?

Write when the creative juices flow, struck by a passionate creative angst to carve out our own stories, nurture them, praise them or put them on a pedestal, with ink, carving out their space, before presenting them to the world for some sincere scrutiny and sometimes harsh critiques. Writers write, stories and experiences accumulate, memories tickle the pen…everyone of them wants a tribute. -Amitav Chowdhury Continue reading Why write?

Random Thoughts

When questions transcend this systemic reality, there will be clarity. Only if you are mindful and willing to believe in the transcendental. -Amitav Chowdhury Metaphors are not what you see; it is your honest imagination to create an imagery and translate it into diverse language. Spare the mundanity! -Amitav Chowdhury Brisk analysis is fatal! The words lose their values. -Amitav Chowdhury Don’t harm the words, … Continue reading Random Thoughts

The Skeptics

It belonged to the skeptics Time had other intentions Somehow it escaped The confines of restricted reflections Eyes couldn’t believe the magic It unfolded the reality ~Amitav Interpreting creativity is subjective, but they merely mention the frail meanings that arise from a hasty conclusion. There is an instinctive skepticism around the creative process as the individual allows the work to speak for themselves. It is … Continue reading The Skeptics

It is Essential and Important

Creativity is birthed anywhere, within the four walls, in the wilderness, in solitude, in the midst of a crowd, and even in semi-conscious sleep. Now, there are so many destinations and myriad avenues for creativity and all we can come up with few words of lament and tired feelings, that too by isolating the heart and mind from all the wonderful places. The missing dimensions … Continue reading It is Essential and Important

The Flow

The lines could stream ahead if you listen to them with intent Where words do not loiter, thus, deciding on the passage ahead They may proceed silently, resilient against the mighty waves Their soul awakened at the moment they are spoken to politely With grace, purpose explained, armour of timeless wisdom Heedless following through the gloomy passages of time Cherished dreams become frail; eyes grief, … Continue reading The Flow