Herbal Soup for Body, Mind and Soul

Poetry bursts in my mental horizon like a nuclear explosion, the rainbow, cauliflower clouds destroying cobwebs and dark toxic patches in my being. It was just few years back, though the seeds must be underground for sixty years, expressed in my love of literature, music, and movies (which led me to see, write, and direct a number of movies in these years, especially the last twenty five). What distinguishes poetry? As a recitation or song, dance, and music, dominated presentation of literature (in fact all knowledge) till just five hundred years back. Even now, it is important, poetry pure or propaganda, in movies, theatre, musicals stage, video, or website. It is perhaps the rhythm and rhymethe beat and melody and harmonywhich, along with brevity and imagery, make it memorable, communicable, impactful, and entertaining. My friends call me encyclopedicthe tradition of Plato, Leonardo da Vinci, Bertrand Russell, and others; my critics call me confused! I accept and benefit from both labels. Ranging from erotica to ontology, physics, biology, and psychology to social concerns, sense to nonsense. I even try to blend them in a cocktail, hoping it is organic, heady, and enduring! There is not much experimentation with form but with theme and thought, meanings and metaphors, and leaps across mind-sets, cutting across age, subject, and genre. The flight in space or plunge into oceanic bed of mind and culture has been exciting and liberating, often orgiastic-meditative! With all humility and pride, I present my work for your relish, provocation, and hopefully, insight and action.