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SOMETHING LOOK AT-96 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM A WIDOW Do i need to be told what to do, what not to, how should I look, what to wear, what to eat, how to interact and conduct in this heartless world of yours? For you he was just another man, a friend in the fair weather. You have lost just a friend. Do you know what have I  lost? I have lost my whole world. With him gone my wishes, my passions to live a life. But I am breathing, breathing for the sake of his love to keep him alive Have you ever fathomed a woman's love for her husband. No man has ever been able to do so and you are just another of the same species. You can never understand what he meant to me. I don't even expect you to understand. Lett me live with my tears. They are exclusively mine. Let them drench me with all his colours. Even at the cost of the world, its wealth and splendour I can hardly part with it, part with my emotions, my feelings, half of my heart and soul. D

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-52 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The more free we are, the more we are to restrain ourselves and see that our freedom does not infringe upon the right of others to enjoy the same. Freedom is an atmosphere that gives one the opportunity to become oneself, freedom is a will, an ardent desire to see others at par. Freedom is the foundation upon which the superstructure of democracy is built, freedom is that basic right which gives meaning and substance to all other rights, fundamental to the development of man Freedom is a right, the corresponding duty of which is to create that environment where each can live with equal dignity. Freedom is a state of mind where the spirit of tolerance and compromise imbibe, where there is no fear, hatred and jealousy, pride and prejudice, sectarian and parochial loyalties and it equips one to make a value free empirical analysis and see and interpret a situation as it is. Freedom is not a license to do anything

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-99 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY             A LONELY WALK A lonely walk on a deserted street. Tired legs and mind In search of a destination Unseen and unknown Not far behind That known crowded world Those beautiful relationships And fascinating moments The lovely walk on the corridor of life Morning dews The warmth of the midday sun The star-studded nights and moon overhead The flavour of the first monsoon And the wish to live to the full Still very much afresh Years have passed Without letting me know where I  am Until i find me on the lonely lane Where I began my journey way back Very difficult to walk alone​ Carrying the load of incomplete dreams and Dramas,  the mathematics of life all along Very difficult  to bear life when it becomes a  Lone man's lonely walk ©smrutiranjan 28.8.18

SOMETHING  I LOOK AT-98 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Some come here, never to leave To remain forever in the hearts of millions To inspire generations yet to come Some come here to reassure us Still, there is hope, truth and love And enough space to move on Some come here to let us know The value of commitment, duty and honesty Love, life and humanity For some life is full and fulfilling Larger than immortality Beyond space and time Some come here to tell us The world is still a beautiful place to live in Only we are to know how to live and let live Some lead from the front Never at any cost make a compromise with Humanity and the values they love the most Some are born To live beyond life, time and space And celebrate the victory of life over death ©smrutiranjan 25.8.2018

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-51 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The crumbling relics of the bygone days tell it all, the exploitation of man by man, one carrying another on his shoulder to live and make a living for those he loves. The deserted look of the street in yesteryears speaks volumes of imperialism at its peak with people hardly daring to come out in open, what to raise their voice of thunder? Everything remained the same except the glittering outer line, it is same, a lonely man's lone walk in a crowded street. We are the same gentlemen as we were hundred years back  with gloomy eyes and the same horrified looks on our face Still, we digest and tolerate injustice, still hesitant and uncomfortable we are to raise our voice and call a spade a spade, still imperialism in a new guise, the indomitable desire of man to subjugate, to build his castle on others blood and sweat. Still economic disparity and segmented division of society, still one carrying the other on his shou

KNOW THE POET AND PEEP INTO HIS POEM ********************************************************* Smruti Ranjan Mohanty and His Poem “ A LOOK AT LIFE-21 ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, By Bipul Ch.Kalita ............................. The Text .............. A LOOK AT LIFE-21 ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Independence is a state of mind A way of life To be internalised and nourished To make one independent Of pride and prejudice Hatred and jealousy Violence and fanaticism Fear and false vanity And all those negative emotions That make one badly respond To whims and irrationality It is beautifully reflected In what you think In what you do How you approach life And look at others With whom you interact With whom you do not It is an atmosphere That offers you the best To be your own self An opportunity to flower and flourish And make your dream a reality It is not a licence To do anyt

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-50 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You love me I love you too Our love is unconditional We feel  each other's feelings We sense each other's needs You are in me and I am in you That is our love and bonding Nothing but pure love in between I will be made a man But you will remain a child forever, hardly affected by the change in time. For you nothing matters It is love and love all the way From your first breath to the last Your object of love is the same Your priorities never change with the Changing need of time and circumstances, Whims and caprices But I doubt whether my Love for you will be the same You are true to yourself, Always there for me To sacrifice every bit you have. But man is a man, Never full and complete As you are. My priorities keep on changing, So is my definition of love, Its language and chemistry. I can't love you the same way You love me My rational mind and naked Self-interest come in the way I d

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-49 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Where is that space in our heart for those who made their day and night together to let us stand and made us what we are. Do we pay anything for the air we breathe, the water we drink and the sunshine that keeps us alive? or we are just apathetic to our own survival? Where is the heart, that beats? Are we so selfish having no space in our heart for those significant others and the environment that sustains and nourishes us all along? Are we bundles of self-interests, Is our value system, the sum total of naked self-interests, largely defined in terms of material gain or something else? Our selfish will have put us in a dark corner and for our own doings we are in the depth of the abyss. No way out, we are to realise the truth that by having a genuine concern and love for others we are but helping our own existence. In our heart we are to create that space for others and learn to live together and

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-97 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM YOUR SERVANT My Lord! the more I run away from you, the  more I feel alienated, the more I think I am walking on my own the more I deceive myself, the more miserable I become. The moment I think, I am the doer, You move away from my vision, the darkness of the universe descends, life becomes too heavy a burden, living a meaningless struggle. Under the spell of maya I come again and again, forget You, our relation. You always lure me with your wealth and splendour, I fall an easy prey to it and consider Your affluence as the be all and end all, deprive me of You, Your bliss and make a mess of my life Please remind me as and when l go wrong. My Lord! a servant remains a servant, can he ever become master of his own? What to do with your wealth? Let me remain where i was, at your lotus feet, my love and treasure The meaning of my life lies only in carrying out Your orders, not in carrying myself

Here is the critical appreciation of my poem "A LOOK AT LIFE 42" by none other than the eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic Prof Cijo Joseph Channel. Thanks and gratitude sir for your brilliant appreciation of the poem in beautiful words Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life-42" is a poem of deep-rooted philosophical and theological renditions regarding human beings and their existence in general. The wholesome reality that we all do often miss regarding this universe is that it is a holistic and comprehensive entity altogether, there can't be two opinions regarding that. There is a rare unity in diversities prevailing in this world, that unity adds sustainability and longevity to this world. Although we are all part of that universal truth and do belong to it one way or other, the fact of the matter is that we divide this world into thousand divisions one way or the other conveniently forgetting about the essentialit

Here is the critical appreciation of my poem"A LOOK AT LIFE-21" by non-other than the eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic Prof Cijo Joseph Channel. Thanks and gratitude sir for your brilliant words of appreciation Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life-21" is a great exposition regarding the manifold interpretations of what it is meant to be independent. Independence is an internal mindset if we are free internally, everything comes around bit by bit and piece by piece. It is to be a way of life. To be in an independent state of affairs would mean love towards one another and respect for the dignities of others. Freedom does mean that we need to give importance to the freedom of others, it also does mean adherence to justice,fair-play and equality. Freedom is a positive attitude which generates positive vibes in the society. Freedom is all about a mentality to share and care for each other. Lack of fear is the first sign o

Here is the critical appreciation of my poem"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-48" by non-other than the eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic Prof Cijo Joseph Channel. Thanks and gratitude sir for your words of appreciation Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"Something I Look at -48" is a poem that exhorts human beings to shun physical violence for the pursuance of principles such as peace and love. The wars of the past didn't fetch anything to humanity except destruction and chaos in a big way. The forces adrift to the interests of human beings had ultimate victories in all these wars. Instead of indulging in physical violence, we need to wage wars against all vices besetting this universe. There are many ideologies of highly objectionable nature existing in the universe, we need to wage wars against such ideologies of nasty pedigrees. We need to work earnestly for a world which promotes human values in letter and spirit. Kudos to you for compo

Here is the critical appreciation of my poem "SOMETHING I LOOK AT-43" by non-other than the eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literally critic Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil. Thanks and gratitude sir for your brilliant interpretation of the poem Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Something I Look At-43" is a poem that narrates about a world which is in the whirlpool of tensions, worries and concerns from one end to the next. The poem commences with an optimistic note wherein this world is described as a world of pure joy and happiness, the human beings in this world enjoy life in an overwhelming manner day in and day out. This world is also suffused with many amenities and facilities and we all live in the comfort zones of this world. This world also can be termed as a paradise because of the comfort level, people come across this world. But the rosy picture of this world is countered by a reality check regarding the real status of this world in relation to values, ideolo

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-48 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY History tells the consequences of war with no one  emerging a complete winner, the victor and the vanquished losing the game one way or other. It is the humanity that is the greatest loser and the force inimical to man and his development the ultimate victor If one is to wage a war, it Is to be against oneself, his negative emotions and instincts, against pride and prejudice, hatred and jealousy, poverty and illiteracy, regionalism and religious fanaticism, parochialism, economic disparity and all those forces that divide and put artificial barriers between man and man nation and nation, region and region. The battle is for a better tomorrow, a new world order, more just and egalitarian where people have the opportunity to develop in an atmosphere of freedom and peace to become themselves. To fight the battle, one does not need a gun, but a pair of eyes that sees no disparity, a heart that beats for humanity,

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-17 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You are no more My friend the great giver is no more No more is my saviour, The man with masculine virility And unmatched vigour No more is the man, With celestial earrings No more is my hero Who lived his life and died his death For me and no one else My heart bleeds The mind does not accept How can I reconcile to something So unreal so unacceptable That my friend with the coat Is no more With you Gone are my dreams Gone are my passions What I will do With the whole of the world When you are not there? Of what use pelf and power When my friend left the world In an empty hand? I am all alone, Only a physical body My soul is with you, My love my emotion, My whole world is with you My life means nothing to me For I do not know How to live without you But I have to die my death Without you My friend! You know Your friend Duryodhan is not a coward There is none in the opposite camp Who can defe

A LOOK AT LIFE-20 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN  MOHANTY (COMPOSED ON THE EVE OF MY SON'S B'DAY) That day comes once in a year And let me remember the moment That made me a proud father Filled my life with The colours of a rainbow Which was just plain and white A little before May God bless you In sun and shower And endow you with All that you truly deserve And make your journey All the way nothing but Free and fair But never forget the values You have inculcated The legacy you have inherited And the lovely human touch You have For these to be reflected In your dealings And the way you interact For others are there To look it at You do not know What you mean to me I also did not know mine Until he departed and Left for his heavenly abode And made me all alone Where ever you go Whatever you do You will be always In the heart of my heart In the soul of my soul I may not be there in your world But whenever you fumble Just close your eyes I will b

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-93 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Wars end in defeats Both the victor and vanquished suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage to humanity and its collective conscience, and both having bleeding wounds deep inside that can't be shown to anyone else. In its womb grow the seeds of future wars In it  manifests man's innate urge to subjugate In it a vivid display of ego and animosity, a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty. The world wars tell it all The victory of pride and greed, emotions and passions, ego and vanity over rationality and peace and all that makes the world such a beautiful place to live in. The darkest chapter of human history speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched and the sheer madness to achieve it by all means. Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory of forces inimical to

A LOOK AT LIFE-19 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Time Never go away In you lies my entire life Its ups and downs Its beauty and glamour And all that i loved and relished Over the years Let me go down The memory lane To my early childhood To feel the warmth of relationships Mother's touch and father's love Teacher's concern and sister's affection And the carefree life Lead in the scenic beauty of nature Take me To the glorious days of youth Colourful and fascinating To feel the nicest of relationships I have ever had And the drive and motivation With which I worked Time Just hang on a bit For i die to see once more That beauty under the veil And feel those most fulfilling moments That made my life sheer poetry On earth The Moment Stay a while I am to see life once again Give me a bit of you I know the next is not mine copyright@smrutiranjan 4.8.2015

Here is the review and critical appreciation of my poem A LOOK AT LIFE-41 by eminent poet and internationally acclaimed critic Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil. Humble thanks and gratitude sir.I am greatly honoured Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life-41"is a poem that depicts a love which is an interminable and perennial one that crosses the boundary of this life into the life beyond.When two individuals live in a relationship dovetailed to each other,it is a loving relationship of mutual understanding and tolerance,they share and care for each other all throughout their lives,they are in each other's company in sorrows and joys,they are inseparable from each other in a whole lot of ways,they are made for each other in every respect,the love they have for each other is everlasting and enduring,but one day this bond is broken through death and one is to depart for heaven and the other is left behind without any care in the world,the desolation and isolati