In the beginning was the Word
Around the end of November 2000, when I consciously began to practise Yoga, including Pranayama and Meditation, there was a sudden flurry of literary creativity and a depth in my voice giving my music a difference in tone which I experienced but cannot explain in words.
I wrote out a small passage from a book I was reading and some original prose followed it. Then came my poem Stree Shakti and around 50 poems later in Tamil and English.
Here goes the copied passage from Great Thinkers of the Eastern World:
The character of the ruler is like wind and that of the people grass. The grass bends when the wind blows upon it.
Self-realisation is a step toward world peace.
Yin _Yang:
Human beings are born soft and flexible. When the die they are hard and stiff. Plants arise soft and delicate, when they die, they are withered and dry. Thus the hard and stiff are disciples of death. Thus, an inflexible army is not victorious; an unbending tree will break. The stiff and big will be lowered; the soft and flexible will rise:- Laozi.
This is mine:
The time for the stiff, unbending, arrogant, aggressive, violent, masculine element is over. This is the millennium of women. The soft, pliable, willing to bend and yield and yielding and raring to go, bending and raising the head, seeming to accept only to reject, accepting defeats to emerge victorious, she will play the game of life to the popular tune - only to tell them the right tune to sing. With a smile on her face, she hides the seething anger caused by others' deeds. Softly telling them, no sirs, you have to mend your ways.....
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