Saturday, December 11, 2010

Talent show judges "judged": Barry and Stewart


Some poems and poets I like

Lies about love

We are a liars, because
the truth of yesterday becomes a lie tomorrow,
whereas letters are fixed,
and we live by the letter of truth.
The love I feel for my friend, this year,
is different from the love I felt last year.
If it were not so, it would be a lie.
Yet we reiterate love! love! love!
as if it were a coin with a fixed value
instead of a flower that dies, and opens a different bud.

- D H Lawrence

Ab ke bichhde

Ab ke bicchde to shayad khwabon mein mile
Jaise sookhe hue phool kitabon mein mile...

If we part again, perhaps we will meet in dreams
Like one unexpectedly finds dried flowers in books...

Ahmed Faraz
(Translated GG)

To You

STRANGER! if you, passing, meet me, and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me?
And why should I not speak to you?

by Walt Whitman (link 1) in Leaves of Grass (link 2)

Memories of a big fat Indian wedding

Indians go crazy in the month of December. Because December is the the most popular month for weddings for logistics reasons. The nip in the air (in some states much more than that) gives women the vague satisfaction that their makeup won't run down in sweat. Aunties and 20-somethings alike let their hair down and dress up. And how! I have attended and have to attend quite a few weddings of some dear friends and it has been great till now.

My friend was dressed in a gorgeous red saree, the colour that symbolises womanhood and marriage. Dazzling with choice jewellery and wearing the demure, nervous charm of a bride-to-be, she looked all set to step into the responsible duty of holy matrimony.

We Indians are a heady mix of regional diversity and each group has its own fascinating wedding ceremony. In Maharashtrian Hindu cermony, the Mangalashtaks - eight holy hymns to bless for a happy married life - are chanted by a priest when a cloth is held as a partition between the bride and the groom. Once the chants are sung, and a final warning given (Shuba Mangala Saavdhaan) the partition is removed and the wedding garlands exchanged.

There's dancing, crazy dancing, and lots of yummy food. Get yourself invited to a big fat Indian wedding. You won't regret it.

Day Opening - December 11

Diago Temple, Kyoto, autumn