"Sex is always about emotions. Good sex is about free emotions; bad sex is about blocked emotions"
"Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, the eminent poet and literary critic for writing a beautiful critical appreciation on my poem 'SOMETHING I LOOK AT-1'.Thank you very much, sir, for your wonderful words. Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"Something I Look at-1"is a poem that sheds light upon a constructive love which can also be a social networking platform. Here the social networking site caters to the interests of one and all, the young people are glued to it and the old people do have still opportunities but they have a nagging regret within them that when they were in their youthful vigour, it was not there to humour them. This site of ever-present nature has seen fluctuating emotions of variegated nature but it always has remained unmoved by these emotional turmoils and turbulences, it has continued to serve humanity with vitality and strength. This site is a friend who allows everybody to get in touch with each other. It facilitates the establishment of an interconnected and interrelated world. This is a site that prompts us to understand this world in a better sort of manner. This site is the most self-effacing entity treating everybody in its parameters with respect, dignity and equality, it ensures the rise of many unknown figures to the height of glory. This site is a site of opportunity and wide-ranging accommodative attitude. Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil.The Head of the English Department Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 20th October 2017. SOMETHING I LOOK AT -1 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I love you for you have in you the sentiments and emotions of all from a child in his teens to an old guard looking at the world through a pair of coloured glasses and repenting why you were not there when he was young and cheerful l like you for you have witnessed love and frustration agony and apathy emotions at extreme yet remained indifferent untouched by it You are a good friend for you never carry me away and let me lose touch with reality and a platform to look at me and the world around with all dexterity I love you for you have in you the beauties of the world the thought of present and the passion of yesteryears I like the way you carried yourself over the years silently enduring the sorrows and happiness unfolded on you you remained within but above it and carried only some likes and comments which are never yours I do not know if it is facebook on which I share views or it is the mirror I daily look at copyright@smruti ranjan 1.6.2015"
#Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, the eminent poet and literary critic for writing a beautiful critical appreciation on m
"I can't forget that time when we walked along hand in hand..... Today we are not together but it still feels like that touch of emotions going through my hearts end..... I can't forget that time when we cried together on each other's shoulders end.... Today we are not together but it feels like that your tears are still in my eyes..... together to face any moment..... Today we are not together but it feels like your emotions are still there in my feelings..... This annoying feeling of not being together I can't forget that time when we were is trashing my mind...... This annoying feeling of not being together is dragging me to dead end.... But even though such annoying feelings are grabbing my heart but these feelings, emotions can't stop me wondering to be again with your emotions , with your tears and to be with you forever......"
"A LOOK AT LIFE-57 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY you don't need to tell me i know who i am a nonentity struggling for an identity in the vast multitude of humanity living in a world where success so difficult to come by i often ask me a question if i succeed, will it make me a man? what to do with success if that will take me away from my small world from the things i love, the people i love to be with what to do with recognition and appreciation if that will make me someone else, alien to myself what to do with all my affluence if my conscience deserts me, my feelings, emotions and gestures never remain mine when nobody with me to share my accomplishment and agony what to do with that glittering world where my own do not have places to live in where my childhood friend can't hug me men and women of my village cannot identify with me, my riches and success and look at me as if i am not their own someone who has come from another heaven of what use that success? if it snatches away that innocent smile from my face of what use that pelf and power that makes me a virtual beggar begging for an ounce of love and tear in a noman's land i am happy as i am with my modest possessions i am the king of my world, do not need anything more that will take me away from my heart and soul let me remain as i am, an unknown man with petty dreams and tiny pleasures i don't want to part with my simplicity my innocent mind and conscience and live in a pseudo world of treachery and hypocrisy where castles are built in air love and relationships crucified to satisfy one's hunger, greed and fancy there was no fanfare when i was born my death will be uneventful let me live and remain the way i am with all that i value and love in the midst of love and tears genuine feelings and emotions and die a peaceful death in open air and broad daylight, in presence of near and dear do i need anything more? ©smrutiranjan 12.10.2918 All copyrights reserved"
#a LOOK AT LIFE-57
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY
you don't need to tell me
i know who i am
a nonentity struggling for an identity in the vast
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