I am stung by the writing bug very late. Almost all of it is nonsense, what I write, but I cannot help it. Ignore if you are disturbed and may block me also. THE SECRET OF GREAT ART I am not a very learned man. Nor do I claim to be vastly experienced. But from whatever little I know I have realized this one thing that a great piece of art can never be grasped tightly and possessed as we possess jewelleries. It can never be bottled up and hermetically sealed. It will always escape through our fingers. We can never own it. It takes us to an unknown place which we may also have visited but had not taken note of. May have forgotten even. It compels us to embark on an adventure all over again. It gives us the lead and the rest is for us to explore, to wonder at and revel in. A dry leaf on a rock and a colony of ants hurrying by, which you may have seen as a child and thought to have forgotten all about as the most inconsequential thing and now it pops up suddenly and you remember that that was a stormy evening and you were actually running back from school to reach home. And a scrunchy warm pudding, white as a fairy, was waiting to be served. Or you are put in mind of the day when you pleaded with your elder sister to read out the stories from your favourite coloured story book because you had not learned to read at that time and she was the most intelligent of the siblings but she refused to oblige. You sat for long hours huddling the book, making absurd promises to yourself that one day you will also excel in the art of deciphering the black hieroglyphics on the pages and master the language like no one else had done before. Or you remember the small squirming mosquito larvae you saw in the water tank and took such fancy for them that nobody at home could clean the tank even for hygienic reasons till months after when you forgot them altogether. Leaving you gasping in the welter of your own such thousand intimacies, it is gone. A wisp only. Never to return again with the same evocations. Abandoning you with a sensation of re-discovering life in a new way. This is the charm of all great arts. This is its strength. Its enduring touch on our hearts. The door opener.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 20:32:38 +0000
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