January 2010
5 posts
जिनके आँगन में अमीरी का शजर लगता है उनका हर ऐब ज़माने को हुनर लगता है Jinke aangan mein amiri ka shajar lagta hai, Unka har aib zamaane ko hunar lagta hai —Anjum Rehbar
Behti hawa sa tha woh Udti patang sa tha woh Kahan gaya usse dhoondo Behti hawa sa tha woh Udti patang sa tha woh Kahan gaya usse dhoondo Hum ko to raahein thi chalati Woh khud apni raah banata Girta sambhalta masti mein chalta tha woh Hum ko kal ki fikar sataati Woh bus aaj ka jashn manata Har lamhe ko khul ke jeeta tha woh Kahan se aaya tha woh Choo ke humare dil ko Kahan gaya usse dhoondo...
We need to be alert to the thin line between being a bit of fun, light, quirky, provocative, mildly irreverent, and being silly, a waste of time, self indulgent.
—Cassius Fernandez
“The birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me.” —Christina Georgina Rossetti, A Birthday (1894)
Note: Nonsense, I hope this was true. Sigh!
The idea of “identity” was born out of the crisis of belonging and out of the effort it triggered to bridge the gap between the “ought” and the “is” and to lift reality to the standards set by the idea—to remake the reality in the likeness of the idea.
—Zygmunt Bauman, Identity: Conversations with Benedetto Vecchi