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Poetry
is a great stress buster! Pen down your poetic thoughts
in the form of soulful poems that can inspire someone
else.
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I Used to Read
Everything
I used to read everything:
my eyes looking for bits and wraps
like a tourist pursued by touts,
the bit of a newspaper of someday past
may simply be a classified or a legal notice:
a page of school exercise book with the iron hand marks of correction in
red across:
pages from magazines, periodicals, journals and files
all exposing something of us, record of numbers
thoughts, events, longings or plain facts
like proverbial time unable to do anything but witness
a statue of untiring patience in the middle of the square
oblivious of rain and sun-
with perpetual appetite
looking for anything to read
to be held between my thumb and index,
to have a quick and general perusal first
to be followed by a second reading at leisure with relish
until oneday I stopped when I got into surfing the net
then came the cervical collar and the physio sessions
and now I look for bits of paper again pouring over
everything written or printed.
Contributing Poet - A. Thiagarajan postgraduate
in English, he taught in colleges in India, before
joining the finance sector; he has been writing in English and Tamil since
college days, though quite a lot of them remained on the paper he wrote on
(that is, when not consigned by him to the waste paper basket). Nuances of
relationship between individuals, mental pain and cruelty we inflict on
each other and ourselves are his obsession. Interests include
finance, Sri Aurobindo and mythology. He lives in Mumbai with his wife
Rama and his 21 years old son, Ganesh studies in the US. Email
thiag@vsnl.com
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