Sarojini Naidu: A Poet Forgotten

Makarand Paranjape, poet, scholar, researcher, teacher, has performed a stellar service in compiling her selected poetry and prose, with detailed commentary about her challenges, needs, roles and burdens as one of the early Indian poets in English, strutting the ramp for western audience and the literati.

Poem by A Helpless Hindu

Tears flowing, Bodies burning, Life hurling, Cries waving, sadhus crying, outrage dying, liberals Lying, family squeaking, Hypocrisy peaking, leftwing not speaking, twitter warriors only...

A Line At Daybreak

Far far away At the edge of the sea Where sky and ocean meet The dawn of a day Like twilight grows But from...

The Box Within Us

There is a boxa box that is hiddenfrom prying eyesand snooping ears a box that can’t be seena box that cant be heardfor the...

Swami Vivekananda: An Unfolding Dream

It is possible that his celebrated address at the Parliament of World Religions in Chicago on September 11, 1893 did not have the effect that has been claimed by his apologists. For in those days, one did not go ‘viral’, nor had a marketing strategy for social media or Twitter handles with a huge following and likes. But it is definitely true that he had a greater impact on the Indian psyche and our self-confidence and belief in our own culture and darshana. His own letter about the event mentions that there were more than ‘five to seven thousand in the audience’. That seems to be a significant number. If we look at his tireless efforts in reaching out to the West, it does appear that he was able to create an awareness about the Indic civilization and values in Europe and the US. To me, it seems like the beginnings at the Gangotri, where drop by single drop, a glacier melts to gather eventually into the vast Ganges that nourishes almost 500 million people in its plains today.