मेघदूत: "नीचैर्गच्छत्युपरि च दशा चक्रनेमिक्रमेण"

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);...”

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."

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."

Saturday, March 03, 2018

मला पहायचीय तुक्या आणि काफ्क्याची भेट...Tukaram Bij

#तुकारामबीजशके१९३९ 
आज तुकाराम बीज, मार्च ३ २०१८, फाल्गुन कृष्ण २ शके १९३९

मागे फेसबुक वर लिहलेल्या पोस्टवर आधारित.

आज तुकाराम बीज... आज तुक्या नाहीसा झाला... पिरियड.

म वा धोंड (Who was M V Dhond? कोण बर हे म. वा. धोंड?) म्हणतात एक स्वतःला आणि बघ्यांना वेगळ्या पातळीवर नेवून सोडणारे कीर्तन पंढरपुरात करून नाहीसा झाला.

तुक्या बाकी बरेच काही असेल पण फार भारी कवी आणि कीर्तनकार.

कवी असण्याबद्दल, तुक्याएवढच जीवन जगलेला, त्याच्याच योग्यतेचा, फ्रान्झ काफ्क्या काय म्हणतोय पहा :
‘You describe the poet as a great and wonderful man whose feet are on the ground, while his head disappears in the clouds. Of course, that is a perfectly ordinary image drawn within the intellectual framework of lower-middle-class convention. It is an illusion based on wish fulfilment, which has nothing in common with reality. In fact, the poet is always much smaller and weaker than the social average. Therefore he feels the burden of earthly existence much more intensely and strongly than other men. For him personally his song is only a scream. Art for the artist is only suffering, through which he releases himself for further suffering. He is not a giant, but only a more or less brightly plumaged bird in the cage of his existence.'

तुका आकाशाएवढा असेल पण मला तो असा वाटतो: "...brightly plumaged bird in the cage of his existence..."

विंदा करंदीकर कल्पना करतात तुक्या आणि शेक्सपियर च्या भेटीची... मला पहायचीय तुक्या आणि काफ्क्याची भेट

'Manuel Osorio Manrique de Zúñiga', 1787-188
Artist : Francisco Goya

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