Visual Art and Culture

                                                                                                            Mesmerized, speechless, motionless, I  was standing like a tiny insect with wide-open eyes; ready to gobble a big feast. The vast expansion of the sea in front of me diminished the height of my ego and dwarfed the physical existence to which I cling desperately with the big words like Existentialism, Feminism, and Marxism and so on.   The same feeling of emptiness, I had experienced while watching the great heights of the Himalayas, standing on the frozen Changu Lake.   Eyes fixed on the waves, ears glued to t...

                                                                 we find raga, a sanskrit wo rd,  in the famous book Natya Shastra, written by sage Bharat .     Raga is defined as the act of coloring of   moods and emotions.   Ragamala   means   a   garland   of   ragas.   Raga is a musical form of swara, a melodic scheme,  on which Indian music is   based and rendered extensively.   According to traditional rules, these ragas have been formed and have alphabetical notes as the base, and  differ slightly from one raga to another.   These ragas are played  at pa...

                                 At some moment in life, it seems life has lost its sheen and looks drab and stagnant. To make the matter worse, it appears to be moving at snail speed - this morbid feeling come to every one of us. At one time or the other , one is compelled to cogitate on the significance of life. Life is a chain of innumerable moments, a combination of good and bad both. Each moment is the grace of god, each moment adds experience to our life, and each moment is precious and has to be  lived and preserved. Moments are the basis of experience and cannot be repeated. Some precious exceptional moments are stored and preserved in the memory and that are cherished until the last breath.   Life moves through these small moments and these small moments weaved together form into time. By addi...

                                                                                                                                                             A society as a structure has many dimensions and layers and...

                                                                                     Whenever I am in a big town or city, I prefer to go to bookshops and spend some time with the newly arrived books, which carry the smell of fresh papers and ink. Sometimes I sincerely and secretly wish I could have more time and more money to buy and read all these enticing books, which come in beautiful jackets with interesting cover designs. When I was in bookstore recently, very analytically, I was going through the rows of books of eminent writers and soliloquizing how dedicated and p...