G C Lichtenberg: “It is as if our languages were confounded: when we want a thought, they bring us a word; when we ask for a word, they give us a dash; and when we expect a dash, there comes a piece of bawdy.”

H. P. Lovecraft: "What a man does for pay is of little significance. What he is, as a sensitive instrument responsive to the world's beauty, is everything!"

Werner Herzog: “We are surrounded by worn-out, banal, useless and exhausted images, limping and dragging themselves behind the rest of our cultural evolution.”

John Gray: "Unlike Schopenhauer, who lamented the human lot, Leopardi believed that the best response to life is laughter. What fascinated Schopenhauer, along with many later writers, was Leopardi’s insistence that illusion is necessary to human happiness."

Chris Ware: "Being a cartoonist means you don’t consider yourself too fancy."

Justin E.H. Smith: “One should of course take seriously serious efforts to improve society. But when these efforts fail, in whole or in part, it is only humor that offers redemption. So far, human expectations have always been strained, and have always come, give or take a bit, to nothing. In this respect reality itself has the form of a joke, and humor the force of truth.”

विलास सारंग: "संदर्भ कुठलेही असोत, संस्कृत, इंग्रजी, बुद्धिवादी, तांत्रिक, इतिहासाचे, खगोलशास्त्राचे, आधुनिक पदार्थविज्ञानाचे, शिवकालीन पेशवाईतील बखरीचे, अगणित ज्ञानक्षेत्रांचे, अशा वैविध्यपूर्ण ज्ञानावर लेखन- विशेषत: कवितालेखन- उभं राहत."

Thursday, April 23, 2015

Soaked in Books

Today April 23 2015 is a World Book Day

Arts & Letters Daily, April 2015

"In Victorian London, intellectuals looked for love in the British Museum’s reading room."

Alejandro Zambra, Chile:  

“My books would be very different if I had written them in another room, looking out another window.”

Photograph by Bill Waldman. Body paint by Adam DuShole.

courtesy: Dangerous Minds

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Relativity in Bed

Today April 18 2015 is 60th Death Anniversary of Albert Einstein

Matthew Francis:
 "...But Einstein was no saint. He cheated on his first wife Mileva Marić with his cousin Elsa Einstein, whom he later married and cheated on in turn. He was known to write sexist doggerel in letters to his friends...In other words, Einstein was – like all of us – a bundle of contradictions..."

Artist: Eric Lewis, The New Yorker, 13 November 2000

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

विलास सारंग भवसागर पार...The Greatest Marathi Prose Writer Crosses The Sea of Life

विलास सारंग:
"… मराठी साहित्यात समुद्राच वास्तव किती सातत्याने दुर्लक्षित केलं आहे, हे माझ्या विवेचनाच सार होतं… आपण वास्तवाच्या -वाङमयीन सामग्रीच्या- केवढ्या मोठ्या भांडाराला मुकतो आहोत, हे माझ्या लेखात निर्देशित केलं आहे...मराठी वाङमयातील समुद्राची अनुपस्थिती मराठी समाजाच्या संरचनेशी कशी निगडीत आहे, हे माझ्या लेखात स्पष्ट केलेलं आहे."
("वाङमयीन संस्कृती व सामाजिक वास्तव", 2011, पृष्ठ 66-67)

B S Mardhekar / Vilas Sarang: 

"...Living is obligatory;
so, too, is dying..."

विलास सारंग:
 "…मला कधी वाटतं, १८९० साली हरिभाऊनी जरा विचार केला असता: 'आपण कशाला ब्रिटीश वाङमयाचं शेपूट पकडून राहायचं?' आपलं कथाकथन विकसित करायचं. एवढं काही कठीण नाही. काफ्काच्या 'मॅटॅमॉर्फसिसचं पहिल वाक्य घ्या. 'पंचतंत्रातल्या एखाद्या गोष्टीत ते फिट बसलं असतं. एवढी फँट्सी झाली. उरलेल्या कथेत वास्तववाद आहेच. . १९०० पासून आजवर पाश्च्यात्यांनी  आपल्या  वाङमयाकडे ढुंकून  बघितलेलं  आहे का? त्यांना आपल्या कथासाहित्यात  वेगळ, नवीन काही आढळल  नाही … " 
  ('लिहित्या लेखकाचं वाचन', 2011)

विलास सारंग:

"… एक आश्चर्याची गोष्ट म्हणजे 'महाभारता'वर आधारलेली सोफिस्टिकेटेड सांस्कृतिक मूल्यावर उभी राहिलेली एकही प्रभावी नाट्यकृती (इतक्या शतकांत) निर्माण झाली नाही, जिने जनमानसावर सर्वकष मोहिनी टाकली आहे. इ. स. 1000 नंतर ज्या प्रकारची संस्कृती रुढ झाली , त्यामध्ये साधारणत्व व विश्वात्मकता हे गुण प्राय: लुप्त झाले...आपली संस्कृती अकाली विश्वात्मक साधारणतेला मुकली आहे."
('वाङ्‌मयीन संस्कृती व सामाजिक वास्तव', 2011)

विलास सारंग:

"...खरे तर या 'नव' भासणाऱ्या तत्वज्ञानामागे कादंबरीचा जो गाभा आहे तो नवतेला शोभणारा नाही. कादंबरीचा बहुतांश भाग स्त्रीविषयक आकर्षण आणि तदनुषंगाने येणाऱ्या घटना यांनी व्यापलेला आहे. हा सर्व खरे तर ना. सी. फडके परंपरेतला  आहे. त्याला नवतेचा थोडा मुलामा दिला आहे एवढेच...."
 [किरण नगरकर कृत 'सात सक्कं त्रेचाळीस' (1974), 'मराठी नवकादंबरी', अक्षरांचा श्रम केला, 2000]
Mr. Sarang died on April 14 2015.

I read about his death only a few minutes ago and there is a lot that is not going to come out before I hit the 'publish' button. I will keep coming back to him.

There are dozens of posts on this blog in which I have mentioned him. He was one of the inspirations for this blog.

I said in the very first entry on this blog dated November 29 2006:

 "...Vilas Sarang (विलास सारंग), the most under-rated writer/critic in Marathi ever, told: '…..seriousness does not mean solemnity….. Just learn from the poetry of Sadanand Rege (सदानंद रेगे) and Arun Kolatkar (अरुण कोलटकर)'..."

There are two Marathi writers quoted at the top of this blog- one is Tukaram (तुकाराम), the other is Sarang. 

For me,  he was the greatest Marathi prose-writer ever. [The two close contenders for this honor are Vinoba Bhave (विनोबा भावे) and Durga Bhagwat (दुर्गा भागवत). But I chose Sarang for the sheer range of subjects on which he wrote.]

I have almost all his books, two of them- unpublished, for private circulation- gifted by him to me.

Only on April 4, 2015, hailing him the greatest living Marathi writer, I posted his views on Durga Bhagwat (दुर्गा भागवत), on the Facebook page I maintain.

 from 'Lihitya Lekhakachan Vachan' ('लिहित्या लेखकाचं वाचन)

 One of the greatest essays in Marathi I have read is his on W H Auden. I just keep reading it.
Here is his translation of one of Mardhekar's poems.

बा. सी. मर्ढेकर, # २१ , "मर्ढेकरांची कविता"

पिपांत मेले ओल्या उंदिर;
माना पडल्या, मुरगळल्याविण;
ओठांवरती ओठ मिळाले;
माना पडल्या, आसक्तीविण.
गरिब बिचारे बिळांत जगले,
पिपांत मेले उचकी देउन;
दिवस सांडला घाऱ्या डोळीं
गात्रलिंग अन् धुवून घेउन.

जगायची पण सक्ती आहे;
मरायची पण सक्ती आहे.

उदासतेला जहरी डोळे,
काचेचे पण;

मधाळ पोळें
ओठांवरती जमलें तेंही
बेकलाइटी, बेकलाइटी!
ओठांवरती ओठ लागले;
पिपांत उंदिर न्हाले ! न्हाले !

Mice Died in the Wet Barrel

Inside the waterlogged drum, the mice are dead,
Their necks hang, wrung by nobody.

The necks hang, and lips meet lips
Without desire.

Poor bastards lived in holes,
And, with a hiccup, died in the drum.

Day spilled into gray eyes,
rinsed their limbs and genitals.

Living is obligatory;
so, too, is dying.

Melancholy has disquieting eyes;
they are glass ones, though.

Even the honeycomb
brimming on their lips
is merely foam rubber!

Lips nuzzling lips:
O the mice are douched in the drum!
the mice are douched!

Monday, April 13, 2015

औंधचा राजा...The Pushpak Aircraft by Balasaheb Pandit Pant Pratinidhi

Today April 13 2015 is 64th Death Anniversary of Bhavanrao Shrinivas alias Balasaheb Pandit Pant Pratinidhi (भवानराव श्रीनिवास उर्फ बाळासाहेब पंडित पंत प्रतिनिधी), ex-ruler of Aundh

My father, born 1936, was brought up in Aundh. My siblings and I have been brought up on the stories of Aundh. Aundh is as much our Malgudi as Miraj (मिरज) is.

My son, as a part of his curriculum, visited Kirloskar Brothers factory at  Kirloskarwadi on April 9 2015 where he was told how that industrial plant came about in year 1910 because of the then ruler of Aundh.

The Caravan January 25 2015 has an essay titled : TheStrange Library: A visit to the Academy of Sanskrit Research in Melkote 

This post is not about the words in that essay but the picture- reproduced below- it carries.

courtesy: Kamat's Potpourri

My grudge with the essay is that it's NOT attributed to the artist who created it. It simply mentions Wikimedia Commons at the bottom of it.

This is sad.

The artist who created it is  Balasaheb Pandit Pant Pratinidhi.

As I have mentioned on this blog a few times, we were lucky to have a copy of this pictorial Ramayana at home when we grew up and I always imagined Ramayana in those pictures.

Friday, April 10, 2015

Vision of a Great Cartoonist: Where Will It Ever End?

Bloomberg Business reported on February 18 2015:

"Robots Could Make Even High-Tech Workers Worse Off...Have you ever worried that robots would one day be the ruin of humanity? According to a newly published paper, you might not be too far off base...

While there can be several of these so-called “boom-bust” tech cycles, over time robots “can leave all future high-tech workers and, potentially, all future low-tech workers worse off,” the paper states. “In short, when smart machines replace people, they eventually bite the hands of those that finance them.”

The model also predicts a long-run decline in labor’s share of income, which has been underway in the U.S. since the 2000s, as well as “a growing dependency of current output on past software investment.”..."

Artist: Charles Addams (1912-1988), The New Yorker, 9 February 1946

Robots making more robots?

Almost seventy years ago, Mr. Addams was onto something

Monday, April 06, 2015

बन्सीधरा, आता तू कोठे रे जाशील?...In Assam, Noah on a Raft

The Hindu reported on March 25 2015 how a photo taken by The Hindu's Guwahati-based Special News Photographer Ritu Raj Konwar, was an inspiration for the Malayalam film 'Ottal' , which won two National awards on Tuesday March 24 2015.

courtesy: The Hindu and Ritu Raj Konwar

The power of the photograph does not surprise me.

But this is not the only such picture that has moved me in recent years.

Here is a recycled post of mine  dated 27 October 2008:

"This year I have received a Diwali greeting card from Madhukar Dharmapurikar (मधुकर धर्मापुरीकर) that speaks volumes about his sensitive eye and his panache...

See the picture below.

Dharmapurikar calls the boy in the picture ‘Balkrishna' (बाळकृष्ण). 

It reminded me of S M Mate (श्री. म. माटे) calling his child  protagonist- an orphan- ‘Banseedhar' (बन्सीधर). A title of one of his stories reads "बन्सीधरा, आता तू कोठे रे जाशील?" (Banseedhara, Where will you go now?)

But there is no trace of sentimentality, implicit in Mate’s rhetoric question,  in the posture of Balkrishna, above. He is not wasting any time in crying or playing. He is busy rescuing his mom and navigating his own destiny.

He perhaps is telling his mother:

"तू आणि मी मिळून अजूनही त्या भडव्या नशिबाला टांग मारू" [G A Kulkarni, 'Pingalavel', 'Kairee', 1977 (जी ए कुलकर्णी ’पिंगळावेळ’ कैरी १९७७ )]

Or is it even one better, the way Balkrishna has anchored himself?  "तू आणि मी मिळून अजूनही त्या भडव्या नशिबाला पोलवाँल्ट करू."..."

Friday, April 03, 2015

मराठी साहित्य संमेलन: Have Your Cake And Eat It Too!

88th edition of  All-India Marathi Literary Conference (अखिल भारतीय मराठी साहित्य संमेलन) starts today April 3 2015

श्रीपाद कृष्ण कोल्हटकर, 'चोरांचे संमेलन', 'सुदाम्याचे पोहे', (essays written from late 19th century to 1923):

"…या चळवळींना  अलीकडे इतका उत येण्याचे कारण काय? आमचा लोकांच्या मनात दिवसेंदिवस जुटीचे खरे महत्व चांगल्या रीतीने बिंबू लागले आहे की  काय ? किंवा आमची वृत्ती उस्सवप्रिय आणि या सभाही उस्सवांच्या  नमुन्यावर होत असल्यामुळे  आम्ही त्याकडे वारंवार आकर्षिले जात  आहोत अथवा आमच्यातील  तीर्थाटनेच्छू किंवा नावीन्यप्रिय मंडळींना आपली तलफ या सभांच्या निमित्ताने पुरी करता येत असल्यामुळे त्यांना इतकी गर्दी जमत असते अगर निरुद्योगी माणसांना आपला अमोलिक (म्हणजे ज्यांचे मोल कवडीच्याही किमतीचे नसते!) वेळ दवडण्याला या सभा उत्कृष्ट साधने असल्यामुळे त्यांच्या कडे इतका समूह लोटत असतो? या सभांपासून  लभ्यांश  पाहू गेले तर आगगाड्यांचे उत्पन्न  अतोनात  वाढण्यापलीकडे फारसा दिसणार नाही…"
"मराठी साहित्य संमेलनवाले हे फुकट द्या आणि ते फुकट द्या म्हणून जी याचना करतात, ही बाब क्लेशदायक आहे. त्यामुळे ही फुकटेगिरी पहिल्यांदा बंद करा, असा परखड सल्ला राज्याचे सांस्कृतिक कार्यमंत्री विनोद तावडे यांनी दिला आहे..."

लोकसत्ता, March 25 2015:
"पंजाब येथील घुमान येथे ते एप्रिल या कालावधीत होणाऱ्या ८८ व्या अखिल भारतीय मराठी साहित्य संमेलनात जेवण आणि नाश्ता यामध्ये खास गोड पदार्थ साहित्यप्रेमी आणि रसिकांना चाखायला मिळणार आहेत. तीन दिवसांच्या संमेलनात रवा आणि बेसन लाडू, बालुशाही, खोबरा पाक, सोनपापडी, दुधी हलवा, मोहनथाळ, काजूकतली, अशा गोड पदार्थाची मेजवानी आहे. तसेच मधुमेहींसाठी खास साखरविरहित गोड पदार्थही ठेवण्यात येणार आहेत..."

लोकसत्ता, March 29 2015:

"सरकारचा निधी:नाटय़ परिषद उपाशी; साहित्य महामंडळ तुपाशी!...राज्य सरकारने जाहीर केलेला निधी पदरामध्ये पाडून घेण्यामध्ये अखिल भारतीय मराठी साहित्य महामंडळाला यश आले आहे. तर, नाटय़संमेलन होऊन दीड महिन्यांचा कालावधी लोटूनही अखिल भारतीय मराठी नाटय़ परिषद उपाशी राहिली आहे..."

(The rest of this post has already appeared on this blog in the past.)

I have never understood why these conferences are held. But, as I have said elsewhere, they always put together a great Marathi books exhibition on this occasion and in the past I have been able to pick up some great books there.

What connects following Marathi authors- not listed in any order- of 20th century?

V K Rajwade, Bhalchandra Nemade, Sane Guruji, Bhau Padhye, C V Joshi, Baburao Arnalkar, Vilas Sarang, D G Godse, Vasant Sarwate, Vijay Tendulkar, Natyachhatakar Diwakar, G A Kulkarni, Arun Kolatkar, Dilip Chitre, B S Mardhekar, M V Dhond, T S Shejwalkar, Vinda Karandikar, Balkavi, Keshavsut, Jayant Narlikar, Laxmibai Tilak, Vinoba Bhave, Setu Madhavrao Pagdi, D B Mokashi, Sadanand Rege, Ram Ganesh Gadkari, Namdeo Dhasal, Govindrao Tembe, C T Khanolkar, S N Pendse, R V Dighe, Jaywant Dalvi, Prabodhankar Thackeray, Mahatma Phule, Anil Awachat, Indira Sant, S D Phadnis, Sharad Joshi...

(वि का राजवाडे, भालचंद्र नेमाडे, साने गुरूजी, भाऊ पाध्ये, चिं. वि. जोशी, बाबूराव अर्नाळकर, विलास सारंग, गोडसे, वसंत सरवटे, विजय तेंडुलकर, नाट्यछटाकार दिवाकर, जी कुलकर्णी, अरुण कोलटकर, दिलीप चित्रे, बा. सी. मर्ढेकर, वा धोंड, त्र्यं शं शेजवलकर, विंदा करंदीकर, बालकवी, केशवसुत, जयंत नारळीकर, लक्ष्मीबाई टिळक, विनोबा भावे, सेतु माधवराव पगडी, दि. बा. मोकाशी, सदानंद रेगे, राम गणेश गडकरी, नामदेव ढसाळ, गोविंदराव टेंबे, चिं त्र्यं खानोलकर, श्री. ना. पेंडसे, . वा. दिघे, जयवंत दळवी, प्रबोधनकार ठाकरे , महात्मा फुले, अनिल अवचट, इंदिरा संत, शि द फडणीस, शरद जोशी...)

They never became the president of All-India Marathi literary conference.

See this for the list of those who did.

'I sometimes wonder who all this is really for.'

courtesy: The Spectator

p.s. Those present at the birth-day function above, of Emily turning 6, are not free-loaders. They will eat their cake but have bought a present. Still the question remains: what is stripper doing there?


लोकसत्ता, April 5 2015: "…पत्रकार विमानाने आणि साहित्यिक मात्र रेल्वेने, या संयोजकांच्या धोरणामुळे राज्यातील अनेक नामवंत साहित्यिक घुमानला गेलेच नसल्याचे आता स्पष्ट झाले आहे. पत्रकारांच्या हवाई प्रवासासाठी तत्परतेने प्रायोजक शोधणाऱ्या संयोजकांनी हीच तडफ साहित्यिकांसाठी का दाखवली नाही, असा प्रश्न उपस्थित झाला आहे.…"

लोकसत्ता, April 5 2015: "साहित्य संमेलनाच्या आयोजनाच्या संदर्भात बोलताना आम्ही वाचूपण, नाचूपण अशी भूमिका संमेलनाध्यक्ष डॉ. सदानंद मोरे यांनी घेतली असली, तरी या संमेलनात नाचण्याचेच काय, वाचण्याचे कामही राजकीय नेत्यांकडेच असल्याचे दिसत असल्याची कडवट प्रतिक्रिया आता संमेलन नगरीतून उमटत आहे. घुमान साहित्य संमेलनाच्या व्यासपीठाचा वापर राजकीय नेत्यांनी आपली प्रतिमा उंचावण्यासाठी करून घेतल्याचे बोलले जात असून, त्याच्या पुष्टय़र्थ उद्घाटन सोहळ्याच्या वेळी व्यासपीठावर झालेली राजकारण्यांची गर्दी, त्यांची राजकीय स्वरूपाची भाषणे, एवढेच नव्हे तर संमेलनस्थळी वाटण्यात आलेली महाराष्ट्राचे मुख्यमंत्री देवेंद्र फडणवीस यांच्या कामांची पंजाबी कौतुकपुस्तिका यांचे दाखले दिले जात आहेत..."

Thursday, April 02, 2015

पु ल देशपांडे: How Much Does a Gondola Cost These Days?

When I saw the following picture, I remembered characters from the late P L Deshpande's (पु ल देशपांडे) 'Batatyachi Chawl' (बटाट्याची चाळ), 1958.

For instance read this:

"..."आपण ढोरवाडीला काय करता?"
"शेती हाय आमची!"
विचारलेल्या प्रश्नाला सरळ असे पहीलेच उत्तर मिळाल्याचा कोचरेकर-मास्तरांना माफक आनंद झाला!
"जपानी भातशेतीविषयी आपलं काय मत आहे?" आणखी एक प्रयत्न कोचरेकरमास्तरांनी केला..."

 "..."What do you do at Dhorwadi?"
"We have farm land!"
Teacher Kocharekar was mildly delighted for getting a straight answer to his question for the first time!
"What is your opinion about Japanese rice-farming?" tried teacher Kocharekar one more time..."

There is another instance in the same book when Mr. Kocharekar's neighbor asks the driver of the horse carriage he is riding: How much do horses cost these days?

Artist: Robert Kraus, The New Yorker, June 20 1964

Sunday, March 29, 2015

आंब्याची डाळ, पन्ह आणि भेदभाव: चैत्रगौरीच हळदीकुंकू ...Spring Socials and Indian Soil

Dr. B R Ambedkar,  November 4 1948: 

“Constitutional morality is not a natural sentiment. It has to be cultivated. We must realise that our people have yet to learn it. Democracy in India is only top dressing on an Indian soil, which is essentially undemocratic” 

The month of Chaitra (चैत्र) of the Saka-era (शक संवत) 1937, marking the end of the winter and the start of the spring, began on March 21 2015. Chaitra in Maharashtra is known for women's gatherings (हळदीकुंकू).

My wife has never called such a gathering but my mother always called one at Miraj (मिरज) and it used to be a festive occasion. Until my sister grew up, I used to go around door to door and extend the invitations for the same with some enthusiasm.

We used to create an arrangement with the goddess at the center surrounded by all kinds of decorations (आरास) - fruits, figurines, sweetmeats, oil-lamps (समया)....The goddess always looked stunning.

The women and kids- men not invited- who came were served a roughly crushed mix of Bengal gram and raw mango (आंब्याची डाळ) and a cardamom-saffron scented sweet-sour drink of boiled raw mango (पन्ह).

Most of the invited women used to be Brahmins but there also were a few non-Brahmin from our immediate neighborhood.

I think the tradition of holding such events 'Haldi-Kunku' (हळदी-कुंकू) goes back a long way.

Of course. there was hardly an aspect of Indian life not affected by segregation and discrimination. I did not know even Haldi-Kunku was not spared.

Even when the invitees were only Brahmins, there used to be deep discrimination.

"... एकदा मी चैत्रगौरीच फार सुंदर हळदीकुंकू केला होत…व्हायच काय पूर्वी, की श्रीमंतांच्या घरी चैत्रगौरीच्या हळदीकुंकवाचे खूप मोठे समारंभ व्हायचे; पण सगळा भेदभाव असयचा, हळदीकुंकवाला आलेल्या बायकांपैकी खूप श्रीमंतांच्या  ज्या बायका असत त्यांच्या हाताला केशर लावीत; मधल्या-आधल्या असत, त्यांच्या हाताला अष्टगंध लावीत आणि अगदी गरिबांच्या असत, त्यांना नुसतच हळदीकुंकू देत!…"

[from preface to 'Shreemati Kashibai Kanitkar: aatmacharitra aani charitra (1861-1948)' by Sarojini Vaidya first published in 1979 {'श्रीमती काशीबाई कानिटकर: आत्मचरित्र आणि चरित्र (१८६१-१९४८)' सरोजिनी वैद्य}]

Ladies, all Brahmins,  from the rich households were applied saffron on their hands, those from the (upper) middle-class were applied 'ashtagandha' (a mixture of eight fragrant herbs) on their hands and the rest were not applied anything at all! (All married women, regardless of their class, were applied vermillion and turmeric on their foreheads.)

This used to happen even in early decades of 20th century. 

Inspired by Ms. Kashibai Kanitkar, some time during 1919-1924, Mrs. Sakhutai Abhyankar (सखुताई अभ्यंकर) supposedly rebelled against such a practice and held a 'classless' Haldikunku,  which some three hundred women attended and the wife of Mr. N C Kelkar (न चि केळकर) presided. Unfortunately, Mrs. Kanitkar could not be present because she was away at Banaras (Varanasi)

All this was narrated to the author (Ms. Vaidya) by Mrs. Abhyankar.

Was there an aspect of Indian life that had  no segregation or discrimination? Is it there now? Have old prejudices now been replaced by new?

Artist: Mike Twohy, The New Yorker, 19 July 1993

My caption: "The courts ruled that we had to apply saffron or ashtagandha to all or nothing at all."

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Greece as Sisyphus...What is Merope Up to?

Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus, 1942:
"The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy."

Yannis Dragasakis, Greek Deputy Prime Minister & Yanis Varoufakis, Greek Finance Minister & Euclid Tsakalotos, deputy minister for international economic relations  in FT, UK,  March 18 2015:
"The country is in a position like that of Sisyphus — a man condemned to roll a boulder to the top of a hill, only to see it roll down again...We risk condemning an entire generation to a future without hope. To avoid that, what we ask from our euro-zone partners is to treat Greece as an equal and help us escape from this Sisyphean trap."

As a punishment for for chronic deceitfulness, King Sisyphus is made to roll a huge boulder up a steep hill. Before he can reach the top, however, the massive stone always rolls back down, forcing him to begin again.

Sisyphus is married to Atlas’s daughter Merope. It is said that Merope is the faintest of the stars because she is the only of the Pleiades to have married a mortal.

L'Etoile Perdue (The Lost Star), 1884

Artist: William-Adolphe Bouguereau  (1825-1905)

courtesy: Wikimedia Commons

After reading Greek ministers' comments above, the following cartoon looked even funnier... Merope, the wife,  is blocking the progress of Sisyphus! 

Is the rest of EU behaving like Merope for Greece?

Artist: Shannon Wheeler, The New Yorker, November 2013