Sunday, March 9, 2014

Raymond Queneau’s poem on poem translated into English

Un poème
By Raymond Queneau 

Bien placés bien choisis
quelques mots font une poésie
les mots il suffit qu’on les aime
pour écrire un poème
on ne sait pas toujours ce qu’on dit
lorsque naît la poésie
faut ensuite rechercher le thème
pour intituler le poème
mais d’autres fois on pleure on rit
en écrivant la poésie
ça a toujours kékchose d’extrème
un poème

Poem 
English translation by Supratik Sen

Accurately placed perfectly chosen
some words conceive a poem
love for apt words is quintessential
to write a poem
when a poem is born
we may not always grasp what is said
we seek anon for the theme
to bequeath a name
we whimper and chuckle at other times
while writing a poem
a poem
always possesses something extreme

Friday, March 7, 2014

In the midst of

In the midst of

Unrest incomplete
In the midst of
Wealth, health aplenty
I threw it away and was empty
Searched for it with unspeakable pain
In the vault in the loft from brain to brain!

In the midst of
Dirt and dust
I found the jewel in its throne unhurt
Lying in the drain for quite some time
Didn’t get washed somehow as slime!

In the midst of profit and gain
I threw it of me, thought was gone
Found it again in the trench of my lawn
Shining at me smiling sans cesse
Picking it again and going through stress!

I looked at it close a little from above
I took it in me was complete with love!



The poem urges readers to pause and think of something they have thrown away in disbelief. And now, in the midst of broken values and sheer lovelessness, that something seems to be missing the most.
If the intelligent minds could think, many fools could be saved. The Earth is the biggest fool.

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

The balcony of the unpainted house

The balcony of the unpainted house

I left the house long ago,
When I was just twenty,
My childhood grew up in every corner
Of that universe;
I was born to love the place,
Knew every cell of my balcony,
My terrace, my staircase,
They knew me before I could see;
I’d painted the house with my sounds,
With my smells my sorrows and joys without bounds,
My unsure youth dared to step out,
On the streets whistling, playing, just being,
Wasting times in scores, unnoticed,
Until it was snatched;
Went to a new place though not very far,
Everything there was strange,
The smell, the air, the much bigger terrace balcony,
Reminded me more of the place no more to see;
However, I learned to love the place
My father had bought … in time, I
Began to know the place,
Busy and accounted time travelled with me,
Never gave me the space to be in my long-lost place,
Until years later;
My car just happened to pass near the lane,
In the evening I saw children playing my games,
Guys in their twenties whistling my songs from a little far,
I came out of my car;
My make-up was such a big hide,
Stopped for a minute before the unmoved house,
Games interrupted for a while with children looking vexed,
They thought who on earth this stranger could be,
I looked at the house my parents calling my ears could see,
The balcony of the unpainted house recognized me.

Stones in power

Stones in power

Stones in power,
Different, of varying degree, height and weight
Wealth full of words of self,
Obsessed with worth and nothing else,
Lying about most anywhere,
Inert, incapable on their own,
Yet proudly begging for a push!

Statue

Statue

From in between truth and lie,
Secret and illusion,
A statue emerged with eyes closed;
The sculptor carved it when the
Moon was shining in his mind,
When masters of the school were
Busy alerting, warning their students
With cleverish couplets;
The sculptor had to take a call,
Was unmindful, caved inside…
With a moon in his mind;
The silver water that appeared like silk

Was as openly true as the milky grasses of the moon-bathed meadow
A cloth was ordered to cover the eyes and ears,
The sculptor covered the head.
A passer-by looked strangely as a friend;
The elusive statue is not what it appears to be.

Hey there!

Hey leaders
Your countries are showing off wealth and power
Growth and development

Hey leaders
Your countries are in need of wealth and power
Growth and development

Hey beggars of the world
Sit and discuss
And beg for peace above all

Hey poet
We have assigned the task to people in dress
To saints, priests and other obedient theists
We don’t need your buys

Hey dealers
There are lovers who want peace to undress
See you move and grow and progress
To spend is to grow
You have senses to know
The disease that defines the oily water so airy
Economy is the worst blasphemy

 
Hey there!
You popper of a poet
Ha! Take our rhyme for a test
Don’t spread your vice
We have theists who advice

Lines

Lines

Lines
I see big and small
Cutting an apple into smaller sizes

Lines
I see big and small
Breaking a speech into smaller shapes

Lines
I see big and small
Bordering mountains seas lands into different
Entities ready for fight

Lines
I see big and small
Fencing indifferent groups of various kinds
Murder slaughter sunder


Lines
I see big and small
Spreading the fruit of experiences 
Into worldly discussions
To address different areas of discord

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Been there not done that


Been there not done that


Not committing suicide, despite the urge
On figures of how many beautiful people across the world commit suicide every day, I will not give you numbers because I do not trust on them. I will take ‘many’ as the sacrosanct number to start writing on a topic I have always wanted to.
This article promises to talk about the steps for not committing suicide. Of late, it is a growing phenomenon that has attracted attention and concern from many quarters, including behavioural psychologists. There are countries where people go in groups to destroy themselves. Yet I am surprised at our inability to talk openly about it. Till date, we have to go to a consultant secretly to talk about our issues and concerns.
Yearning to commit suicide is a germ that’s present in every individual in varying degree. I am not an exception. However, I know I will never let the hormones overpower me because I follow certain methods. Let us quickly understand the reasons before getting on with the methods of preventing the urge.

I promise to make it as interesting as possible.
Reasons

First let us look at the reasons why beautiful souls across the world and across ages, castes, status commit suicide. I am fortunate to have most of them!
·         People who are

o   Not successful in life
o   Successful, extremely successful in life

o   Not beautiful, handsome, sexy
o   Beautiful, handsome and sexy

o   Rich, extremely rich
o   Poor, extremely poor

o   In debt
o   Not in debt

o   Not acceptable by friends / colleagues / peers
o   Completely or moderately acceptable by friends / colleagues / peers

o   Loners
o   People’s person

o   Lovers
o   Without love

o   Fighters
o   The most timid

o   Intellectuals
o   Not intellectuals

o   Businessmen
o   Professionals

o   Authors of books on positive mental attitude
o   Readers of books on positive mental attitude

o   Dealing with sudden loss of near and dear ones
o   Yet to see deaths in their families

o   Sentimental and sensitive
o   Not sentimental and sensible

o   Toppers of colleges / institutions
o   Failures of colleges / institutions

o   Celebrities
o   The most ordinary

o   Unhappy in their married / sex life
o   Happy in their married / sex life

o   Homosexuals
o   Heterosexuals
o   Bisexuals

o   With troubled children
o   With the most obedient children

o   Thrown out of schools / organizations
o   Most accepted in schools / organizations

o   The list goes on…

The real reason
Interesting, isn’t it? Does the list tell us that there are no reasons to commit suicide? Please scroll up and re-read the list until you understood that there are no reasons to commit suicide. The greatest mistake people look for is the reason, either in the form of suicidal notes, or in the form of questioning the unfortunate relatives, friends to understand the reason. Urge to commit suicide is induced by some hormones [let us not be so knowledgeable as to know which hormone…just google it] which in turn are triggered from the inability to cope with our situations. So situations are not the reasons here… it is the inability to look at situations that causes the urge. Unless we understand the reason for suicide as physiological rather than emotional, I suggest readers not to proceed. To simplify with an example from the list, if not being successful in life is the reason, then there are people who are extremely successful also commit suicide. So the real reason is the germ that pushes people away from life. This germ can be controlled and eventually purged from our system if certain methods are followed. If I tell you the methods people use to commit suicide, you will be surprised at their creativity. My objective is not to show the methods of committing suicide, but exactly the opposite, to show how not to hurt ourselves.

Responsibilities do not play any role
Right in front of the dudes who’d just ended their journeys, people start judging. However, responsibilities do not play any role; whether they are survived by a child or a family dependent on them, whether they have ailing parents, pregnant wives, or have left huge debts for their families, or whether insurances cover suicides has nothing to do with the object ‘urge’ here. It is only the ‘I’ that matters to us when we commit suicide.

Methods to pause-postpone-purge the urge
I will share some of the methods I have adopted not to go destroyed.

1.      Swear words – when the question is existential, let us not ornament words with euphemism; so any swear word (especially f*ck you) functions as a very important tool. Hence it tops the list. Whenever you feel the urge of hurting yourself, this is the sacred mantra you can use. It will definitely ease you out. In order to articulate this, you can use all sorts of sign languages, like your middle finger, your little finger and shout out the mantra. Try this when you have the urge and see how it helps you.

2.      Self-talk – this you would have already read in some books. But the mantra I will be sharing is unique and I trust you will not find it anywhere.

a.       I am living in this world

b.      My life is useful

c.       I am brave

d.      I am good

e.       I know it hurts to live, but it will also hurt to leave

f.       I am at a dead-end, I have nothing to lose, so I am good

g.       True I wanted to die I will make this truth a lie

h.      Hold on

i.        Stay put

j.        I wanted to die I wanted to die now no more now no more

k.      If I have reasons to die I have reasons not to cry

l.        I will live unloved, unwanted, disliked, hated

m.    I will live like a failure

n.      I will live like the poor

o.      No shame, no fame, no character, faulty, guilty, silly, cunning, selfish, conceited…will not blame will not blame I do not blame…I live just the same

p.      Love, love, love [continue this with your hands to the sky and take five rounds clockwise and five anti-clockwise, then drop on the floor]
You would have noticed that all of these is about I, me, myself…the reasons stated in l,m,n, and o are very effective, although they are quite contrary. However, the one that is the most effective is the last one! Try that dudes I love you all because I am you!

3.      Mirroring – People who are contemplating suicide…guys how do you look…you will see a somber look on your face. Just before you are going to the railway track, if you are in your senses, just look at the mirror before going… and say ha, ha, ha thirty-three times. Repeat three times.
      My tenderest friends, my lovers, I wish you never go there, trust me the world is far too sexy than you think.

4.      Repeat actions – again if you are in your senses, keep on repeating simple actions. For example, switching on and off a light or fan, closing and opening a door or a window, pulling and pushing a chair or a table, opening and closing a tap to fill an empty bucket [you must listen to the sound when you do that]

5.      Playing – instead of buying rat killers or any other poison or sleeping pills, buy a ball. Go to your room and keep on bouncing the ball and count how many times you did. Target is 1000 dudes!

6.      Heavy therapy – there are some dudes who feel very heavy when attacked with the germ. At the time, put heavier things on you, like some sofa or chair on you…keep it for some time and you will see the germ leaving your body

7.      Quilt therapy – cover yourself with lots of quilt and lie on bed for some time..you can even go off to sleep

8.      Darkroom therapy – if it is daytime, make it dark, and keep on chanting f*ck you f*ck you and f*ck you…I don’t know of any mantra for pious people, unless you choose any self-talk from the list…you could also try saying screw you instead of f*ck you! Remember, this you can be anybody else…but the most effective you here is the germ in you that you want to kill, with vigor and skill.

9.      Walk therapy – this helps. Remember, you are not proving anything to anyone, so walk at your pace…there is no race.

10.  Cry therapy – cry, weep, sob, depress yourself as much as you can…and then say I can’t believe I wanted to die…to die!...to die?....ha ha ha ….do this after you have cried enough.

11.  Destroy therapy – depending on what method you have to choose, you can destroy the method. For instance, take a pillow and hang it….and when it is hanging in front of you, say f*ck you. If you wanted to take sleeping pills, take some biscuits, go to the street and feed the dogs those biscuits…the best method is to take some seeds and feed the birds on the terrace. Coming to jumping from the terrace…if you have that urge, go to the ground and look at the terrace, and say the mantra (by this time you know the mantra, don’t you?)

12.  Opposite therapy – if you have the sense to understand the reason, you will see people with exactly opposite reason also have committed suicide…if you do not find the reason mentioned in the list, write your reason, and then write the opposite reason also. It helps!

13.  Ung therapy – just at the moment, if you are not at the level of words…you cannot chant any word….just say unggggggg until you run out of breath, keep on repeating it a number of times you’ll see what happens. The moment you stop, the urge comes back….fight it again with unggggg…repeat this and you’ll see it works like magic!

14.  Feed the poor therapy – very effective. Buy some bananas and feed the poor

15.  Flush therapy – go to the rest room, and say, I wanted to die, and flush…do it three times

16.  I am sure you wouldn’t need any anti-suicidal drugs, but if drugs are necessary, take it with doctor’s consent.

17.  Other than these, there are many ways like singing, eating, breathing, satsang, yoga, exercise, reading (anything including p*rno), and so on can help prevent-postpone-purge the urge of ending life. Methods such as these can shift our paradigm and take life head on in the way you are…don’t pressurize yourself to change…just be the way you are…you will win your way through.

No conclusion
I am a failure in every sense of the term. If you tried to find out any place or situation or a role where I haven’t failed, you will only be disappointed! However, I consider myself successful because I am still there… I know I will continue to live till my last breath and I will continue to be successful.
As failure or successful, as cherished or disliked, as beautiful or not beautiful, we do have our space and place in this world. Let people like us also live.

My message to all those who are contemplating suicide is:

Please don’t go away before you went… it is a skill worth trying: Try not to die
If you are not able to find your way, write in to me at supratiksen1@gmail.com and I will help you, not as a consultant, but as a friend who has been there not done that.

Cheers!

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Out of nature

Out of nature

I look at birds and animals,
Don’t see them compete;
Then why are those cannibals,
Fight with others to defeat!

I look at nature as a whole,
Don’t see the parts spat or skirmish;
Then why are those with heart and soul
Destroy to famish and finish!

In the forest or in the sky,
If lion’s a subject of a rabbit,
If eagle’s of a fly,
Is but a matter of hunger of habit!

What a germ this competition is,
That blinds us to the core;
When do we know to be at ease!
And learn to complete without a sore!

I look at my body that is built,
Don’t see my lungs fight my liver;
There’s no conflict no guilt,
Cells at their best without the fever!

The world’s also a body so bright,
The parts helping each to be their best;
All are one in colours black and white,
Contention can sleep and take rest!