मेघदूत: "नीचैर्गच्छत्युपरि च दशा चक्रनेमिक्रमेण"

समर्थ शिष्या अक्का : "स्वामीच्या कृपाप्रसादे हे सर्व नश्वर आहे असे समजले. पण या नश्वरात तमाशा बहुत आहे."

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.”

Friedrich Nietzsche: “Everybody wants the same, everybody is the same: whoever feels different goes voluntarily into a madhouse.”

Martin Amis: “Gogol is funny, Tolstoy in his merciless clarity is funny, and Dostoyevsky, funnily enough, is very funny indeed; moreover, the final generation of Russian literature, before it was destroyed by Lenin and Stalin, remained emphatically comic — Bunin, Bely, Bulgakov, Zamyatin. The novel is comic because life is comic (until the inevitable tragedy of the fifth act);...”

सदानंद रेगे:
"... पण तुकारामाची गाथा ज्या धुंदीनं आजपर्यंत वाचली जात होती ती धुंदी माझ्याकडे नाहीय. ती मला येऊच शकत नाही याचं कारण स्वभावतःच मी नास्तिक आहे."
".. त्यामुळं आपण त्या दारिद्र्याच्या अनुभवापलीकडे जाऊच शकत नाही. तुम्ही जर अलीकडची सगळी पुस्तके पाहिलीत...तर त्यांच्यामध्ये त्याच्याखेरीज दुसरं काही नाहीच आहे. म्हणजे माणसांच्या नात्यानात्यांतील जी सूक्ष्मता आहे ती क्वचित चितारलेली तुम्हाला दिसेल. कारण हा जो अनुभव आहे... आपले जे अनुभव आहेत ते ढोबळ प्रकारचे आहेत....."

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."

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: "… . . 1000 नंतर ज्या प्रकारची संस्कृती रुढ झाली , त्यामध्ये साधारणत्व विश्वात्मकता हे गुण प्राय: लुप्त झाले...आपली संस्कृती अकाली विश्वात्मक साधारणतेला मुकली आहे."

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Thank the Lord He is Dead, This Son of a Gun...Khushwant Singh...

“Amon deshti kothao khojay

            Pabey no ko toomee,

Shokol desher rani shejey,

            Ammar jonmo bhoomee”

 India was unique also because Khushwant Singh lived there.

Mr. Singh has appeared on this blog many times earlier and he will continue to do so. I have almost all his books. I have liked him since when I was a kid.

I still remember reading Dhiren Bhagat's obituary of him  for "Sunday Observer" in 1980's. It obviously came almost three decades too soon. Mr. Bhagat, one of my favourite columnists,  himself died in 1988. 

Artist: Mario de Miranda, The Illustrated Weekly of India

The Times of India interviewed him in November 2011. 

How are you spending your days currently

   By not meeting anyone. In fact, I’m happiest when left alone. I have never ever felt lonely...

...Yet, your penchant for contemporary political commentary hasn’t gone – broad comments on what’s happening in the country today? 

    We have an honest and able prime minister but there is rampant corruption…I don’t believe the likes of Anna Hazare can do a thing about this corruption. Only Mahatma Gandhi would have been able to arouse mass consciousness to halt this corruption spreading all around. Meanwhile, on the other side, it’s so obvious that chief minister Narendra Modi is targeting officers in Gujarat who dared to bare the truth...

...Your age is always a matter of public comment; do you privately think about death?

    Yes. I think of death very often. I think of all my friends gone and wonder where they are…I wonder why we don’t discuss death in our homes. It’s one of those realities no one can escape…I also believe in the Jain philosophy that death ought to be celebrated. Years ago, I’d sit at the cremation grounds. That had a certain effect on me, worked as therapy. And years ago, i’d written my own epitaph: ‘Here lies one who spared neither man or God/ Waste not your tears on him, he was a sod/ Writing nasty things he regarded as great fun/ Thank the Lord he is dead, this son of a gun.’

...Clearly, you have few regrets; is there anything you wish you could have done differently? 

    I should have started my writing career much earlier – I wasted several years pursuing the legal profession. The other regret is not to have written more against religious fundamentalists hell-bent on causing divides between communities of this land. They have to be dealt with severely. My worry is over the rise of right-wing fascist parties in the country. We have to save our country from these destructive forces.

Is the Korean War, 1950 a Forgotten Conflict?...पलीकडे अन् युध्द- नगारे

Today March 20 2014 is 58th Death Anniversary of B S Mardhekar (बा. सी. मर्ढेकर)

Life.com has called 'the Korean War, 1950' a forgotten war.

Is it so?

Not really for  Mardhekar lovers like me.

At least two of my favourite Mardhekar poems refer to the war: "जमीन म्हणते मीच धांवतें" (Jamin Mhanate Mich Dhawate) and "अजून येतो वास फुलांना" (Ajun Yeto Vas Phulanna)

"This," Duncan told LIFE.com of a picture made during the fight for Seoul, "is the best picture I made in Korea of civilians — a family running down stairs, a father holding a baby, tanks firing away. Those tanks are taking fire from North Koreans right down the street!"

Artist: David Douglas Duncan, Life Magazine

"भूकंपाचा इकडे धक्का
पलीकडे अन् युध्द- नगारे;
चहूंकडे अन् एकच गिल्ला,
जुन्या शवांवर नवे निखारे."

(Here a shake of a tremour*
There war-drums;
and all around one hell of a racket,
new embers on old corpses.")

 * This tremour is the one that shook Assam in 1950 ( 8.6 on the Richter scale), 10th largest earthquake of the 20th century.