Thursday, December 8, 2011

One of my most favorite Indian contemporary poets Arun Kolatkar. He writes both in English and Marathi.

"No more a place for worship, this place is nothing less than a house of god"
 

Dear Jack Gilbert who taught me that "Everything worth doing , is worth doing badly".
To him Failing and Flying and Refusing Heaven. The giver of my most loved poems.

"Of course it was a disaster.
The unbearable, dearest secret
has always been a disaster.
The danger when we try to leave.
Going over and over afterward
what we should have done
instead of what we did.
But for those short times
we seemed to be alive. Misled,
misused, lied to and cheated,
certainly. Still, for that
little while, we visited
our possible life. "
 
---Going There, By Gilbert 

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

So, today i was lazing, flipping through books and music
It was one of those days which you wake into and forget as soon as you fall asleep, to disappear into the greater oblivion of many such other days of life.
Strangely enough I found new inspiration for my jazz indulgence and i absolutely loved every Benny Goodman song!

And the song which just made my day. Its called Sing, Sing, Sing.. :)