BEST SELLING LITERATURE !
In the library I see lot of books marked with "best-selling" award.
I often think what's the criteria of judging as' Best' to be awarded!.......
I don't hold/agree that special feeling with 'many' of them.
......Is it theme? language? reader's satisfaction?... or.......?
When I was sent first time as jaudge in the inter district school contest of recitation in India, I needed to learn and prepare myself to be judge.
There were total 6-8 specially qualified persons selected as judges. Each judge was given a paper-sheet marked with separate column for marking : i.g. Formalities/ time /voice/ body-language/ poem/ intonation etc. We gave marks with individual prudence in each column. At the end those papers were collected from the judges by chief judge . Rank holders were decided and awarded on the basis of calculating of average marks given by the selected judges.
I don't know exactly the system of America. But still I have high opinion of this country which I wish to hold on.
...Socrates once commented that in coming future wise would hold their tongue to remain silent , so that the ignorant don't feel inferior or insulted.
Has that future mentioned by Socrates approached now ?....
In the marketing business books are of course commercial product.But there must be specific criteria to distinguish any "Creative art " from other commercial commodity product. Creative art should never be democratized.
Per millennium how many Socrates, Plato. Aristotle, Leonardo,
Darwin, Galileo or Newton or Shakespeare were born compared to bunch of Phds , even Noble Awardees?
I read the novel "Good Earth" of Pearl Buck at the age of early twenty, almost in my previous birth from now.It was mini novel. I was impressed so vividly by the very first chapter of description of preparing tea , that almost every morning I visualize, (not only remember) : how the tea-leaves unfurl in the boiling water of saucepan, and spread around to hide /cover water under the leaves ;the steam with aroma carried by air conveyed the message of warm hospitality to the other room where the old father-in-law with his friends were chatting!
My American friends in the library or in the Story Circle often used to ask me in post 9/11 mishap what was the behavior pattern of muslims in India. Most of them have the IDEA that the relationship between us was very stressful which was not at all. They were very surprised to hear this from me.
I said most of Indian muslims were converted from the Hindu Indians for several reasons . Indian Caste system was very rigid .
The "Shudras" or lower caste Hindu adopt Islam religion due to partiality and torture from the Brahmins as upper class .during the Mughal rule in India Aurangzeb imposed "jijiya tax " to only the Hindu framers. So lot of Lower caste Hindus converted to Muslims to avoid the "tax" .
Then East India Company ruled 200 years . The British also offered many parks and facilities to the Muslims only to win their support who were Christanized later . Native home of my in-laws family is in Plassey, situated on the border of present Bangladesh . 99% farmers of our land are Muslims with good relationship .
It is the politicians of democratic country who used them as "pawn" for their own benefit . Even now, India is the only safest place where the muslims are celebrating ID festival peacefully while the whole world is in turmoil!
#(21)[Mystery of the Story that remained Unrevealed ]
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[w1092/. LORD SHIVA AND KABA
Long long ago. there lived a Hindu king in Rajtarangini , near( valley of Kasmir), as came to be known at present time. The geographical map of Hindusthan or India was very much different from now . Pakistan / Afganitan all were included as part of India or Hindustan.
The. concept of 'country' was too. far to be formed . The land consisted of multiple number of kingdoms which were ruled by independent tribal rulers known as kings .They were often busy in fighting between themselves. for power and land ; the powerful king used to conquest the weaker rulers and subjugated their kingdoms annexed to his own territory . But there was also great friendship among some of the kings ;they made their bond stronger by setting matrimonial relationship.
This story happened long before the origin of Islam religion . It happened perhaps before four / five thousand years ago, may be more ancient .Thus strong friendship and love grew up between two powerful kings : one was the ruler of the land near to valley of present Kashmir while the other was near Gandhar , now known as Kandahar . In those days Fair was very common in all these kingdoms to attract not only crowd or customers but it was mainly important for trading business; Fairs supported the treasury. of kingdom solid , sound and secured.
Fair in Kashmir took place in autumn (September ). while in. Gandhar it was in the month of October /November. One year , it happened that while the workers of Kashmir were cleaning the huge arena to pitch tents for the fair. ,they found a black piece of cylinder-shaped stone of rock ; they digged the soil deep. to reach the bottom of the rock; the bottom was flat triangular shaped platter upon which the cylinder-rock rested . The news reached to the king; the king visioned a message from lord "Shiva"in dream declaring,
" I am "KamaDeba'; I have come to bless the people of this kingdom.; don't cut the adjacent peepul tree ; I want to stay under the shadow of this huge peepul tree. "
But the people of the village demanded to make a temple ,carving a peepul tree on it under the shade of original peepul tree .The temple was built and the opening ceremony of fair commenced with the inauguration of the temple of KAMADEBA. .The temple would remain closed throughout the year but be opened only during the time of fair .
This news spread like prairie fire. When the fair opened in the land near the valley of Kashmir , People from far and near overcrowded unimaginably . Naturally the trading flourished four times more which added wealth and prosperity to the royal treasury. All the future years also went on gloriously .On the other hand. Fair lost its importance and glamour in Gandhar ; it began to dwindle and plummeted which made the king sad and unpopular to his subjects..
It made both of them unhappy . None of them want to loose their unselfish love and friendship for material causes .King of Kashmir realized that the popularity of fair was due to the devotional attraction of " Kamadev".
Before it turned into thorn to poison their relationship, he proposed to his friend of Gandhar
that he would send "Kamadeva " to his kingdom during the time of his festival so that it could attract crowd and traders in the fair .The proposal was accepted cheerfully by his friend .
Now the problem was how to move the huge rock long way ? The local people and the king's subjects might become angry if god "Kamadeva " is dislodged . from the temple So the Hindu king planned to make a huge ebony wheeled-chest -box with lock in which great Kamdeva would be placed under the cover. of velvet cloth to be cautious from easy sight .
Thus the wheeled box was easily carried like charriot in the dark of evening by some hired outsiders to the land near Gandhar before the opening of the Fair . It was returned to the temple in the same manner. In those days communication between people of remote land was too rare to share . Thus the fact remained unknown to both sides of land except the two kings.
Fair of Gandhar also became famous ,not merely for trading but also as a pilgrimage for " Kamadeva ". Lots of childless women became mothers after glancing that mystic Rocky stone in the chest box .The duration of Fair was for thirty days .It used to end on the day just after new-moon. The women, both rich and poor , became so much biased in their belief that they spent there in tents eating only one time some simple. fruits and water .The cause of fasting might be due to scanty supply of abundant food for huge crowd, or the belief that fasting (or controlling appetite, physical craving ) would shower blessings and better result!
The two kings continued their friendly relationship throughout their life.. Even the legacy ran uninterrupted through several generations for few hundred years .
But time never stands still on one place for longer period. Following the natural law the land changed its geographical features within few hundred years due to natural calamities like earthquake , land -slide , ice-melting, storm , flood , forest-fire etc; Somewhere mountain raised peak on the plain, whereas green pasture turned into desert ; , some river dried and lost their identity in the unknown region, whereas some new river originated.
Society in ancient time was ruled on the basis of "might was right " principle. Powerful king won over the weaker kingdom and sometimes used to become dictator . The new victorious king shifted "Kamdeba' in wheeled charriot near to his own kingdom which was little far from the previous one .
Time rolled on changes; changes through merging and breaking ;through formation and dissolution . With civilization , lands were introduced with different names , races, religiosn and languages . Any language connected to its land had reached to its present stage through evolutionary changes.
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It is inferred that "Kabaa" of Islam Religion is like metamorphosis form of "Kamadeba "; "KamDeba" is a Sanskrit word ; which was not easy to pronounce for many. So in course of time only " KABAA" remained, shedding the middle portion of he word ; remaining part persists : Kamde-ba.
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Confusion with Humanity: Sipra Roy
"Where to put Putin",
asked the rebel leader of Ukraine,
Shouted the enraged mass,
"Burry him under the deepest mine!"
Or," throw to some volcano!"-"
"If his ashes turn the earth to poison? "
"We can drown him under the ocean";
"Alas! he will suck the aqua-dwelling!"
"Lots of problems hover with him
on earth, ocean , and heaven ,
Let us search and save Ukraine
from this grave, gloomy situation".
The uprooted mob burst out,
"We want tooth for tooth, that's the eternal norm,"
A voice like thunder roars
in a pitch of baritone : "Totally wrong"!
Suddenly blue sky was shrouded
with black cloud and a message
In lightening appeared
,"Extract and crush the "ism" from Putin;
Who to detect how many future Putins
are larking to spread wings?
Can the alchemy of 'ism' be eroded
to replace the heart of global love ?
Then only a new sun of peace-loving world can emerge ,
To erase all enmity and spread universal fraternity.
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#3). Title :Mosquito & elephant . Sipra Roy
Words=655
Secret Conference of International mosquitoes in Tampa,(Florida)
The executive of international mosquitoes has called a sudden confidential meeting which held nearby the semi-dark calvert of the big swampy drain of Tampa . The gathering was small, limited and only of males mosquitoes.
The leader announced that they must flee to some safe place right after the evening to save their lives. He has heard that American Mosquito Control Association would spray strong pesticides from next day to make the town free of mosquitoes causing dengue as epidemic in the town.
'Let not accompany the female folk; because they are the apple of discord ; actually it is "they" who bite human beings and spread disease.Moreover they are all pregnant ,ready to give birth after the rainy season .Where ever they go , they will make the place dingy place by laying eggs .Within two weeks all the eggs become adult to cause human concern .
"So only those will follow me who are willing to join 'monk-mosquito party' without any relation with the female folk ."
As they started northward they were swept by strong wind and rain ; they were scattered and lots of them died .
Finally a smaller sect reached to a place named as to Memphis.
The wind helped them to cross long distance in short time.
The leader declared to the team that by good luck they reached in a zoo, not in the neighborhood of brutal human specie! It is in the outskirt of the proper township of Memphis...
Animal neither protest nor know how to apply pesticides ; they have only their tails to drive unwanted flies or insects.
"pin-pin-pin, you are right, you are, % percent right my darling, pin-pin---;
To his horror, the leader asked,who are you ?
"I am your better-half, proud mother of your future dynasty, PinPin, pin .........!
"O gosh! How do you come here !"
"I followed you with my intimate group of some more females ; We came to know by eaves-dropping, about your conspiracy in the clandestine meeting, of your utter selfishness to banish family!They started complaining ,pin-pin-pin in chorus ..."
The leader mosquito and the monk-group were tired and hungry; though extremely irritated, but they have no strength to argue .
"OK! stop your singing in such shrilling voice to make others conscious of our presence until we finish our meal !Go away with your mates from here to fetch your own, if you need .
The leader saw a white elephant nearby ; so it began to suck blood from some softest part of its body up to its content.
......It was almost dawn. so they must find out to rest in some dark safe zone. With full of blood in stomach, the monk -mosquito felt terrible attraction for the white elephant .
So coming in front it asked the elephant,"I am charmed with your beauty;Will you accept my love ?'
From the swinging of the large ears of the elephant the idiot mosquito assumed he got permission. So instantly it availed the pleasure of opportunity.
Being fulfilled with all physical pleasure it conveyed the elephant near to the ear,
" I am done. I will meet you tomorrow again ."
The elephant was munching as usual.
To become convinced for meeting on the next day,the monk-mosquito entered close to the ear of the elephant to ask apologetically,
"Ele, ele , did I hurt you...did I ?..."
..it repeated the same, singing closer to the ear, pin-pin-pin-pin.
The elephant blew its ears due to irritation. and the mosquito was thrown far away headlong on hard floor and was about to die ; he saw its clan flying above gleefully, perhaps towards some safe shelter.
It tried to warn. before dying ,
"hey buddy, never try to befriend outside your own clan, specially with any bigger creature ! but no pin-pin-pin came from its voice .
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"LITTLE LEARNING ............."
I am realizing now for myself how much intensity of truth lies in the idiom"little knowledge is more dangerous" than utter ignorance. I was quite good in the old world of my pen and paper with abundant freedom; I used to write anytime according to my wish,according to my mood.Coming to US, I felt one who doesn't know computer he is like a blind ;and one who doesn't know driving ,he/she is lame; and I am both.
Just after marriage my husband was intensely eager to teach me driving;within one week I became confident about myself that I was never born to learn it.
Now it is also redundant in New York.
But i-phone and computer seemed to be a must. so with immense curiosity, I ventured to step in the arena of g-zero generation; Perhaps it was a blunder/sin, for me. I was fascinated to explore this new-found mines of knowledge; so I joined a free computer class for adult in the library. I learnt little there, and the rest by trial and error by myself and by begging help to visitor guest. As not properly learnt, I have no clear concept about the internet. I often suffer in confusion.
I write in the 'Microsoft words' first and then send it to Google 'draft'. I wrote lots of stories articles memoir and fiction in MS. Fiction cannot be finished in one day. When I want to write next time in Microsoft, I don't find the previous one; when I don't find my stuff, I am stuck and blocked. I feel so frustrated with my failure that I thought much time to go back to my old pavilion. But I can not; I lost the previous connection with the old one but could not handle the new one: technology.
I am caught in a trap. I am 'trapped' in the magical network of the internet. With high expectation, I wrote E-mail to Google 'Help'Team to rescue my lost pieces, but in vain. Until now I wasted a lot of time in fumbling instead of writing.
I remembered childhood adage how' little learning is
a backlash!
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