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"Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.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 16th September 2017. Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in... " look at me, am I not your whole world ? am I not your dream, present,past and future ? When I am here ,why are you so sad ? The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears. Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness. These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society. Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event. I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write. A LOOK AT LIFE-43 BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY No present to live for, no future to look forward to I was unfolding the pages of life to feel the beautiful moments I lived to know the person I was which is so alien right now. That dilapidated building, my wife's dream, built on my sweat and blood still stands there. The delicately furnished interiors with lots of dirt and filth now laugh at me telling me how wrong and futile I was in dreaming a future that never came by. The broken walls of the house, persian carpets hanging on it with coats of dusts remind me how elegant once they were, how passionately they were decorated like a bride to welcome my son and his newly wed. How beautiful and fulfilling life was the crumbling relics of which now we have, the costly toys and beautiful gadgets lovingly procured for our grand children lying dead in a corner, like us they need someone's touch to come alive again. Recapitulating those glorious days and fascinating moments completely lost I was. Alll of a sudden I felt someone touching my shoulder. She was non else but my wife with a cup of tea passionately looking at me, telling me with a loving smile, 'look at me, am I not your whole world? am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad' copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017"

Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.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 16th September 2017.

Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete

The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in...

" look at me, am I not your whole world ? 
am I not your dream, present,past and future  ?
When I am here ,why are you so sad  ?

The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears. 
Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness. 
These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society. 

Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event. 
I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write.

A LOOK AT LIFE-43
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

No present to live for,
no future to look forward to
I was unfolding the pages of life
to feel the beautiful moments I lived
to know the person I was
which is so alien right now.

That dilapidated building,
my wife's dream,
built on my sweat and blood
still stands there.
The delicately furnished interiors
with lots of dirt and filth now
laugh at me
telling me how wrong and futile I was
in dreaming a future 
that never came by.

The broken walls of the house,
persian carpets hanging on it
with coats of dusts remind me
how elegant once they were,
how passionately they were decorated
like a bride to welcome my son
and his newly wed.

How beautiful and fulfilling life was
the crumbling relics of which now we have,
the costly toys and beautiful gadgets
lovingly procured for our grand children
lying dead in a corner,
like us they need someone's touch
to come alive again.

Recapitulating those glorious days
and fascinating moments
completely lost I was.
Alll of a sudden
I felt someone touching my shoulder.
She was non else but
my wife with a cup of tea
passionately looking at me,
telling me with a loving smile,
'look at me, am I not your whole world?
am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad'

copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017

#Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.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 16th September 2017.

Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete

The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in...

" look at me, am I not your whole world ?
am I not your dream, present,past and future ?
When I am here ,why are you so sad ?

The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears.
Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness.
These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society.

Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event.
I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write.

A LOOK AT LIFE-43
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

No present to live for,
no future to look forward to
I was unfolding the pages of life
to feel the beautiful moments I lived
to know the person I was
which is so alien right now.

That dilapidated building,
my wife's dream,
built on my sweat and blood
still stands there.
The delicately furnished interiors
with lots of dirt and filth now
laugh at me
telling me how wrong and futile I was
in dreaming a future
that never came by.

The broken walls of the house,
persian carpets hanging on it
with coats of dusts remind me
how elegant once they were,
how passionately they were decorated
like a bride to welcome my son
and his newly wed.

How beautiful and fulfilling life was
the crumbling relics of which now we have,
the costly toys and beautiful gadgets
lovingly procured for our grand children
lying dead in a corner,
like us they need someone's touch
to come alive again.

Recapitulating those glorious days
and fascinating moments
completely lost I was.
Alll of a sudden
I felt someone touching my shoulder.
She was non else but
my wife with a cup of tea
passionately looking at me,
telling me with a loving smile,
'look at me, am I not your whole world?
am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad'

copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017

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"Here is the critical appreciation of my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 by non other than Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in beautiful words.Thanks and gratitude sir for your words of appreciation Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"Something I Look at-54"is an ample tribute to women and the yeoman services they render to humanity in multiple ways,a woman comes to the life of a child as a mother,she bears a child for ten months,delivers him/her with much pain,tends him/her with much consideration and care,takes him/her around to show the moon in the sky and teaches him/her to reach out to scale the difficult and torturous terrines in life.It is imperative that a woman of such magnanimous nature should not be banished and taken to the wire,instead she must be nurtured and taken care of under any trying situation.She is an embodiment of what the child is,the denial of her existence is a denial of life itself in all its various dimensions and strands.Till the last moment,the poem is kept in a state of suspense with respect to its theme,but at the end,the suspense is removed and the clear idea is ushered in slowly but resolutely,this poem is all about a comparison between a mother and poetry,the skill of poetry writing is equated with motherly affection and that skill must not be destroyed by anyone on account of many factors influencing life,instead this ability must be honed and brought up steadily in one's life,so that this authentic skill can furnish us with everything and anything in the course of time.Let us all embrace the poetic faculty which does have the motherly affectionate side to it all the way.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 10th September 2017. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Never is the woman a burden who carried you all along never can she be a burden who put you on her shoulder to show you the skyline never she is a liability who lived her whole life for you and inculcated in you the drive to look at the moon Don't kill her when she is still alive If you torn her heart into pieces each piece will have your name inscribed if you bring tears in her eyes each drop will reflect you and tell different stories, each more vivid and poignant than the other It is she incarnate in you peep into her heart it is you who reign there don't break it you will only break yourself don't put fire in that beautiful garden you will only burn yourself look at her eyes which only see you listen to her heart that only beats for you, she is flowing in your every artery and vein, her whole being is you Look at her the poetry of love and dedication only needs a bit of it to carry her a little further don't think she is a burden, she is your first and last line of defence, always with you for ever make her life cup full you will get the ocean in return copyright@smrutiranjan 7.9.2017"

Here is the critical appreciation of my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 by non other than Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in beautiful words.Thanks and gratitude sir for your words of appreciation

Dear Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"Something I Look at-54"is an ample tribute to women and the yeoman services they render to humanity in multiple ways,a woman comes to the life of a child as a mother,she bears a child for ten months,delivers him/her with much pain,tends him/her with much consideration and care,takes him/her around to show the moon in the sky and teaches him/her to reach out to scale the difficult and torturous terrines in life.It is imperative that a woman of such magnanimous nature should not be banished and taken to the wire,instead she must be nurtured and taken care of under any trying situation.She is an embodiment of what the child is,the denial of her existence is a denial of life itself in all its various dimensions and strands.Till the last moment,the poem is kept in a state of suspense with respect to its theme,but at the end,the suspense is removed and the clear idea is ushered in slowly but resolutely,this poem is all about a comparison between a mother and poetry,the skill of poetry writing is equated with motherly affection and that skill must not be destroyed by anyone on account of many factors influencing life,instead this ability must be honed and brought up steadily in one's life,so that this authentic skill can furnish us with everything and anything in the course of time.Let us all embrace the poetic faculty which does have the motherly affectionate side to it all the way.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature.

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 10th September 2017.

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Never is the woman a burden 
who carried you all along 
never can she be a burden who put
you on her shoulder to show you the skyline
never she is a liability who lived her whole
life for you and inculcated in you 
the drive to look at the moon

Don't kill her when she is still alive
If you torn her  heart into pieces
each piece will have your name inscribed
if you bring  tears in her eyes
each drop will reflect you and tell
different stories, each more vivid and poignant than the other

It is she incarnate in you
peep into her heart
it is you who reign there
don't  break it
you will only break yourself
don't put fire in that beautiful garden
you will only burn yourself
look at her eyes which only see you
listen to her heart that only beats for you, she is flowing in your every artery and vein, her whole being is you

Look at her 
the poetry of love and dedication
only needs a bit of it
to carry her a little further
don't think she is a burden, she is your first and last line of defence, always with you  for ever
make her life cup full
you will get the ocean in return

copyright@smrutiranjan 7.9.2017

Here is the critical appreciation of my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 by non other than Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in beautiful words.Thanks and gratitude sir for your words of appreciation

Dear Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"Something I Look at-54"is an ample tribute to women and the yeoman services they render to humanity in multiple ways,a woman comes to the life of a child as a mother,she bears a child for ten months,delivers him/her with much pain,tends him/her with much consideration and care,takes him/her around to show the moon in the sky and teaches him/her to reach out to scale the difficult and torturous terrines in life.It is imperative that a woman of such magnanimous nature should not be banished and taken to the wire,instead she must be nurtured and taken care of under any trying situation.She is an embodiment of what the child is,the denial of her existence is a denial of life itself in all its various dimensions and strands.Till the last moment,the poem is kept in a state of suspense with respect to its theme,but at the end,the suspense is removed and the clear idea is ushered in slowly but resolutely,this poem is all about a comparison between a mother and poetry,the skill of poetry writing is equated with motherly affection and that skill must not be destroyed by anyone on account of many factors influencing life,instead this ability must be honed and brought up steadily in one's life,so that this authentic skill can furnish us with everything and anything in the course of time.Let us all embrace the poetic faculty which does have the motherly affectionate side to it all the way.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature.

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 10th September 2017.

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Never is the woman a burden
who carried you all along
never can she be a burden who put
you on her shoulder to show you the skyline
never she is a liability who lived her whole
life for you and inculcated in you
the drive to look at the moon

Don't kill her when she is still alive
If you torn her heart into pieces
each piece will have your name inscribed
if you bring tears in her eyes
each drop will reflect you and tell
different stories, each more vivid and poignant than the other

It is she incarnate in you
peep into her heart
it is you who reign there
don't break it
you will only break yourself
don't put fire in that beautiful garden
you will only burn yourself
look at her eyes which only see you
listen to her heart that only beats for you, she is flowing in your every artery and vein, her whole being is you

Look at her
the poetry of love and dedication
only needs a bit of it
to carry her a little further
don't think she is a burden, she is your first and last line of defence, always with you for ever
make her life cup full
you will get the ocean in return

copyright@smrutiranjan 7.9.2017

3 Love

"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, ideologies and other concepts. Today the world witnesses a situation wherein peace is destroyed, war is taken to the forefront, the conflicts are resolved through yet another conflict and life is put through the quagmire of the highest magnitude. Today we are also engaged in clandestine wars to set scores. Our society is divided into thousands upon thousands of divisions where different stakeholders clash with malicious intentions. Today our society is also immersed in bigoted belief systems, discriminations and inconsistencies. Fundamentalistic ideologies do dot our landscape in an enormous way. Today the world is ripped apart by social, political, religious, economic, moral, ethical and environmental ambiguities. The cultured nature of human society is gone with the winds once and forever. The different modes of terrorism weigh down upon the humanity in different ways which can only give our society a billion cuts. The treatment that we accord to our old parents is horrendous and appalling, they are often locked up in the open prisons of their old age homes, they are not given the dues they richly deserve in their lives. These old people always encounter isolation and alienation in the society due to their ages. To make matters worse, we are even ready to forgo the perpetuation of the next generation, we don't yearn for the next generation solely because we want to protect our comfort level intact, yes by doing such a thing, we place an axe at our own roots. We live like machines in this world, our life is always primed by the virtual realities here on this earth. We also condone injustices and inequalities in this world through our silent capitulation to such trends and tendencies taking place in the society. In order to enjoy life here on earth, we should have a mindset of positive attitude and open mentality, but unfortunately, many of us don't have such quality oriented hearts. Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent and forthright nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Channel Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 9th July 2017. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-43 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY This world so beautiful to live in with all the comforts luxuries and amenities life seems so fascinating nothing short of a paradise But where is happiness, peace that throbbing heart loving eyes and silent tranquil mind be it in a war or proxy war and its aftermath be it in our devastated social life be it in the fanaticism of religious zealots be it in a world divided on racial linguistic and parochial loyalties be it in the uncivilised and the barbarian attitude of civilized man be it in terrorism or in our sick mind and raped conscience it is humanity that silently suffers Where is the face of humanity with the relationship at the lowest ebb old parents struggling for their death in asylums, old age homes in their deserted lonely confinement with no near one to look after , Too much of obsession with career so-called better life and the lure of comforts made us inhuman to the extent, we hesitate to recognise our own blood and one will think thrice before begetting a child of his own We are more evident in our spineless attitude towards injustice and the way we look at these we are more like machines devoid of all that is finer having no time for other love and reciprocation Where is life and its beauty to conceive it one has to have a heart that truly beats sadly many of us do not have it copyright@smrutiranjan 28.5.2017"

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, ideologies and other concepts. Today the world witnesses a situation wherein peace is destroyed, war is taken to the forefront, the conflicts are resolved through yet another conflict and life is put through the quagmire of the highest magnitude. Today we are also engaged in clandestine wars to set scores. Our society is divided into thousands upon thousands of divisions where different stakeholders clash with malicious intentions. Today our society is also immersed in bigoted belief systems, discriminations and inconsistencies. Fundamentalistic ideologies do dot our landscape in an enormous way. Today the world is ripped apart by social, political, religious, economic, moral, ethical and environmental ambiguities. The cultured nature of human society is gone with the winds once and forever. The different modes of terrorism weigh down upon the humanity in different ways which can only give our society a billion cuts. The treatment that we accord to our old parents is horrendous and appalling, they are often locked up in the open prisons of their old age homes, they are not given the dues they richly deserve in their lives. These old people always encounter isolation and alienation in the society due to their ages. To make matters worse, we are even ready to forgo the perpetuation of the next generation, we don't yearn for the next generation solely because we want to protect our comfort level intact, yes by doing such a thing, we place an axe at our own roots. We live like machines in this world, our life is always primed by the virtual realities here on this earth. We also condone injustices and inequalities in this world through our silent capitulation to such trends and tendencies taking place in the society. In order to enjoy life here on earth, we should have a mindset of positive attitude and open mentality, but unfortunately, many of us don't have such quality oriented hearts. Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent and forthright nature. 

Written by Cijo Joseph Channel Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 9th July 2017.

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-43
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

This world
so beautiful to live in
with all the comforts
luxuries and amenities
life seems so fascinating
nothing short of a paradise 

But where is happiness, peace 
that throbbing heart
loving eyes and silent tranquil mind
be it in a war or proxy war
and its aftermath
be it in our devastated social life
be it in the fanaticism of religious zealots
be it in a world divided on racial
linguistic and parochial loyalties
be it in the uncivilised and
the barbarian attitude of civilized man
be it in terrorism or in our sick mind
and raped conscience
it is humanity that silently suffers

Where is the face of humanity with
the relationship at the  lowest ebb
old parents struggling for their death
in asylums, old age homes
in their deserted lonely confinement
with no near one to look after
,
Too much of obsession with career
so-called better life
and the lure of comforts made us inhuman
to the extent, we hesitate to
recognise our own blood
and one will think thrice
before begetting a child of his own

We are more evident 
in our spineless attitude towards injustice
and the way we look at these
we are more like machines
devoid of all that is finer
having no time for other
love and reciprocation

Where is life and its beauty
to conceive it
one has to have a heart
that truly beats 
sadly many of us do not have it

copyright@smrutiranjan 28.5.2017

#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, ideologies and other concepts. Today the world witnesses a situation wherein peace is destroyed, war is taken to the forefront, the conflicts are resolved through yet another conflict and life is put through the quagmire of the highest magnitude. Today we are also engaged in clandestine wars to set scores. Our society is divided into thousands upon thousands of divisions where different stakeholders clash with malicious intentions. Today our society is also immersed in bigoted belief systems, discriminations and inconsistencies. Fundamentalistic ideologies do dot our landscape in an enormous way. Today the world is ripped apart by social, political, religious, economic, moral, ethical and environmental ambiguities. The cultured nature of human society is gone with the winds once and forever. The different modes of terrorism weigh down upon the humanity in different ways which can only give our society a billion cuts. The treatment that we accord to our old parents is horrendous and appalling, they are often locked up in the open prisons of their old age homes, they are not given the dues they richly deserve in their lives. These old people always encounter isolation and alienation in the society due to their ages. To make matters worse, we are even ready to forgo the perpetuation of the next generation, we don't yearn for the next generation solely because we want to protect our comfort level intact, yes by doing such a thing, we place an axe at our own roots. We live like machines in this world, our life is always primed by the virtual realities here on this earth. We also condone injustices and inequalities in this world through our silent capitulation to such trends and tendencies taking place in the society. In order to enjoy life here on earth, we should have a mindset of positive attitude and open mentality, but unfortunately, many of us don't have such quality oriented hearts. Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent and forthright nature.

Written by Cijo Joseph Channel Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 9th July 2017.

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-43
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

This world
so beautiful to live in
with all the comforts
luxuries and amenities
life seems so fascinating
nothing short of a paradise

But where is happiness, peace
that throbbing heart
loving eyes and silent tranquil mind
be it in a war or proxy war
and its aftermath
be it in our devastated social life
be it in the fanaticism of religious zealots
be it in a world divided on racial
linguistic and parochial loyalties
be it in the uncivilised and
the barbarian attitude of civilized man
be it in terrorism or in our sick mind
and raped conscience
it is humanity that silently suffers

Where is the face of humanity with
the relationship at the lowest ebb
old parents struggling for their death
in asylums, old age homes
in their deserted lonely confinement
with no near one to look after
,
Too much of obsession with career
so-called better life
and the lure of comforts made us inhuman
to the extent, we hesitate to
recognise our own blood
and one will think thrice
before begetting a child of his own

We are more evident
in our spineless attitude towards injustice
and the way we look at these
we are more like machines
devoid of all that is finer
having no time for other
love and reciprocation

Where is life and its beauty
to conceive it
one has to have a heart
that truly beats
sadly many of us do not have it

copyright@smrutiranjan 28.5.2017

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"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 anything You feel like Is always subject to decency and morality And other's right to enjoy The same with all dignity copyright@smruti ranjan 15.08.2015 If I’m asked to point out a prominent Indian poet whose writes in English touch the serious readers of the globe, I’ll have to choose Smruti Ranjan Mohanty as one of the many that I know, He was born on 1st January/1963 at Bamikhal, Odisha ( India). He is an M.A. in Political Science from Utkal University. Though he serves the Govt. of Udisha as a Finance Officer, he keeps on penning beautiful poems, short stories and critical essays in English and Odisha . His writes often appear in various Indian newspapers and journals. No need to say how his beautiful poems enrich the walls of various esteemed poetic groups The poem that caught my attention while I was going through the writes published on 15th August in the ‘Poetry for Peace’ wall, specially keeping in mind the occasion of the India’s 70th Independence Day celebration was “ A LOOK AT LIFE -21". Instead of writing something on the comment box, I decided to take up the poem for a critical exploration. It is one of the poet’s efforts to look at life too. On the surface level the poet seems to express his views on the concept of independence. He starts the poem with a simple definition, stating that independence is a state of mind and a way of life. He thinks that one has to be free from false pride, prejudice, hatred, jealousy, violence, fanaticism, fear and vanity if he wants to enjoy the real pride of being independent. An independent man must avoid negative emotions that can easily motivate him to respond to whims and irrationality. What he wants from his countrymen on this auspicious occasion is that they should refine their mental setup and purify their minds in order to feel the real pride of independence. The poet thinks that a man’s interactions with others show how far independent his personality is. It is an atmosphere in which anybody can feel free and homely in fulfilling his dreams. But it is not simply a licence to do anything. It refers to a good citizen’s moralities and responsibilities towards the nation and its people. There is no hard word or any difficult image in the poem. The poet’s simple approach to the hardest external question on the concept concerned makes the readers feel and internalize its answer. Everybody except the pretenders knows the answer. The problem lies in their approaches to life. 1.“It is an atmosphere That offers you the best To be your own self.......” 2.“It is not a licence To do anything you feel like Is always subject to decency and morality” The trends that the modern poets seem to have set induce the readers to find out what they do not see or understand in the very easy words and expressions they read repeatedly in the poem. I think the greatness of a poet and his poetic world lies in this riddle. It is my earnest hope that Smruti Ranjan Mahanty will keep on composing great poems for us. Bipul Kalita"

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 anything 
You feel like
Is always subject to decency and morality
And other's right to enjoy
The same with all dignity
copyright@smruti ranjan 15.08.2015

             If I’m asked to point out a prominent Indian poet whose writes in English touch the serious readers of the globe, I’ll have to choose Smruti Ranjan Mohanty as one of the many that I know, He was born on 1st January/1963 at Bamikhal, Odisha  ( India). He is an M.A. in Political Science from Utkal University. Though he serves the Govt. of Udisha as a Finance Officer, he keeps on penning beautiful poems, short stories and critical essays in English and Odisha . His writes often appear in various Indian newspapers and journals. No need to say how his beautiful poems enrich the walls of various esteemed poetic groups

            The poem that caught my attention while I was going through the writes published on 15th August in the ‘Poetry for Peace’ wall, specially keeping in mind the occasion of the India’s 70th Independence Day celebration was “ A LOOK AT LIFE -21". Instead of writing something on the comment box, I decided to take up the poem for a critical exploration. It is one of the poet’s efforts to look at life too. 

            On the surface level the poet seems to express his views on the concept of independence. He starts the poem with a simple definition, stating that independence is a state of mind and a way of life. He thinks that one has to be free from false pride, prejudice, hatred, jealousy, violence, fanaticism, fear and vanity if he wants to enjoy the real pride of being independent. An independent man must avoid negative emotions that can easily motivate him to respond to whims and irrationality. What he wants from his countrymen on this auspicious occasion is that they should refine their mental setup and purify their minds in order to feel the real pride of independence. The poet thinks that a man’s interactions with others show how far independent his personality is. It is an atmosphere in which anybody can feel free and homely in fulfilling his dreams. But it is not simply a licence to do anything. It refers to a good citizen’s moralities and responsibilities towards the nation and its people.

           There is no hard word or any difficult image in the poem. The poet’s simple approach to the hardest external question on the concept concerned makes the readers feel and internalize its answer. Everybody except the pretenders knows the answer. The problem lies in their approaches to life.

          1.“It is an atmosphere
              That offers you the best
              To be your own self.......” 

          2.“It is not a licence
              To do anything you feel like
              Is always subject to decency and morality”

           The trends that the modern poets seem to have set induce the readers to find out what they do not see or understand in the very easy words and expressions they  read repeatedly in the poem. I think the greatness of a poet and his poetic world lies in this riddle.
         
           It is my earnest hope that Smruti Ranjan Mahanty will keep on composing great poems for us.

Bipul Kalita

#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 anything
You feel like
Is always subject to decency and morality
And other's right to enjoy
The same with all dignity
copyright@smruti ranjan 15.08.2015

If I’m asked to point out a prominent Indian poet whose writes in English touch the serious readers of the globe, I’ll have to choose Smruti Ranjan Mohanty as one of the many that I know, He was born on 1st January/1963 at Bamikhal, Odisha ( India). He is an M.A. in Political Science from Utkal University. Though he serves the Govt. of Udisha as a Finance Officer, he keeps on penning beautiful poems, short stories and critical essays in English and Odisha . His writes often appear in various Indian newspapers and journals. No need to say how his beautiful poems enrich the walls of various esteemed poetic groups

The poem that caught my attention while I was going through the writes published on 15th August in the ‘Poetry for Peace’ wall, specially keeping in mind the occasion of the India’s 70th Independence Day celebration was “ A LOOK AT LIFE -21". Instead of writing something on the comment box, I decided to take up the poem for a critical exploration. It is one of the poet’s efforts to look at life too.

On the surface level the poet seems to express his views on the concept of independence. He starts the poem with a simple definition, stating that independence is a state of mind and a way of life. He thinks that one has to be free from false pride, prejudice, hatred, jealousy, violence, fanaticism, fear and vanity if he wants to enjoy the real pride of being independent. An independent man must avoid negative emotions that can easily motivate him to respond to whims and irrationality. What he wants from his countrymen on this auspicious occasion is that they should refine their mental setup and purify their minds in order to feel the real pride of independence. The poet thinks that a man’s interactions with others show how far independent his personality is. It is an atmosphere in which anybody can feel free and homely in fulfilling his dreams. But it is not simply a licence to do anything. It refers to a good citizen’s moralities and responsibilities towards the nation and its people.

There is no hard word or any difficult image in the poem. The poet’s simple approach to the hardest external question on the concept concerned makes the readers feel and internalize its answer. Everybody except the pretenders knows the answer. The problem lies in their approaches to life.

1.“It is an atmosphere
That offers you the best
To be your own self.......”

2.“It is not a licence
To do anything you feel like
Is always subject to decency and morality”

The trends that the modern poets seem to have set induce the readers to find out what they do not see or understand in the very easy words and expressions they read repeatedly in the poem. I think the greatness of a poet and his poetic world lies in this riddle.

It is my earnest hope that Smruti Ranjan Mahanty will keep on composing great poems for us.

Bipul Kalita

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"Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for his beautiful words of appreciation of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE-2'.Thank you very much sir for your wonderful words of appreciation Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life-2"is a poem that dissects the concept of love in a microscopic manner.True love is conveyed through silence,it can set hearts into motions that can generate feelings of oceanic nature in the interiors of the hearts of the two people intimately drawn to each other.The passionate love is done and dusted and the love of sustainability enters the scene without the accompaniment of physicality at all.Love is a greater feeling than lust,the mixing of both is an incompatible and contradictory thing altogether.The true love reaches its Himalayan peak when two individuals attracted to each other remain in silence together seeing the world with a positive frame of minds and with no care in the world.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of exquisite 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 29th September 2017. A LOOK AT LIFE-2 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Silence Is the language of love For it speaks a lot Which a palpitating heart Can never fathom Rapid breaths Can never feel And drooping eyes Can ever find Love matures Over the years When one looses In the other The body never Craves for another And the heart Meets the heart Eyes look at Each other Love and lust Are step sisters Can never co exist For they run Parallel to each other Love unfolds In silence When two beings Become one And work in tandem Have a single pair of eyes To look at the world A beautiful heart Which beats and beats For the sake of love and love copy right@smruti ranjan 3.6 2015"

Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for his beautiful words of appreciation of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE-2'.Thank you very much sir for your wonderful words of appreciation

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life-2"is a poem that dissects the concept of love in a microscopic manner.True love is conveyed through silence,it can set hearts into motions that can generate feelings of oceanic nature in the interiors of the hearts of the two people intimately drawn to each other.The passionate love is done and dusted and the love of sustainability enters the scene without the accompaniment of physicality at all.Love is a greater feeling than lust,the mixing of both is an incompatible and contradictory thing altogether.The true love reaches its Himalayan peak when two individuals attracted to each other remain in silence together seeing the world with a positive frame of minds and with no care in the world.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of exquisite 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 29th September 2017.

A LOOK AT LIFE-2
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Silence
Is the language of love
For it speaks a lot
Which a palpitating heart
Can never fathom
Rapid breaths 
Can never feel
And drooping eyes
Can ever find

Love matures
Over the years
When one looses
In the other
The body never
Craves for another
And the heart
Meets the heart
Eyes look at
Each other

Love and lust
Are step sisters
Can never co exist
For they run
Parallel to each other

Love unfolds
In silence
When two beings
Become one
And work in tandem
Have a single pair of eyes
To look at the world
A beautiful heart 
Which beats and beats
For the sake of love and love

copy right@smruti ranjan 3.6 2015

#Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for his beautiful words of appreciation of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE-2'.Thank you very much sir for your wonderful words of appreciation

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life-2"is a poem that dissects the concept of love in a microscopic manner.True love is conveyed through silence,it can set hearts into motions that can generate feelings of oceanic nature in the interiors of the hearts of the two people intimately drawn to each other.The passionate love is done and dusted and the love of sustainability enters the scene without the accompaniment of physicality at all.Love is a greater feeling than lust,the mixing of both is an incompatible and contradictory thing altogether.The true love reaches its Himalayan peak when two individuals attracted to each other remain in silence together seeing the world with a positive frame of minds and with no care in the world.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of exquisite 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 29th September 2017.

A LOOK AT LIFE-2
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Silence
Is the language of love
For it speaks a lot
Which a palpitating heart
Can never fathom
Rapid breaths
Can never feel
And drooping eyes
Can ever find

Love matures
Over the years
When one looses
In the other
The body never
Craves for another
And the heart
Meets the heart
Eyes look at
Each other

Love and lust
Are step sisters
Can never co exist
For they run
Parallel to each other

Love unfolds
In silence
When two beings
Become one
And work in tandem
Have a single pair of eyes
To look at the world
A beautiful heart
Which beats and beats
For the sake of love and love

copy right@smruti ranjan 3.6 2015

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"Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.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 16th September 2017. Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in... " look at me, am I not your whole world ? am I not your dream, present,past and future ? When I am here ,why are you so sad ? The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears. Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness. These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society. Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event. I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write. A LOOK AT LIFE-43 BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY No present to live for, no future to look forward to I was unfolding the pages of life to feel the beautiful moments I lived to know the person I was which is so alien right now. That dilapidated building, my wife's dream, built on my sweat and blood still stands there. The delicately furnished interiors with lots of dirt and filth now laugh at me telling me how wrong and futile I was in dreaming a future that never came by. The broken walls of the house, persian carpets hanging on it with coats of dusts remind me how elegant once they were, how passionately they were decorated like a bride to welcome my son and his newly wed. How beautiful and fulfilling life was the crumbling relics of which now we have, the costly toys and beautiful gadgets lovingly procured for our grand children lying dead in a corner, like us they need someone's touch to come alive again. Recapitulating those glorious days and fascinating moments completely lost I was. Alll of a sudden I felt someone touching my shoulder. She was non else but my wife with a cup of tea passionately looking at me, telling me with a loving smile, 'look at me, am I not your whole world? am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad' copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017"

Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.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 16th September 2017.

Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete

The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in...

" look at me, am I not your whole world ? 
am I not your dream, present,past and future  ?
When I am here ,why are you so sad  ?

The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears. 
Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness. 
These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society. 

Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event. 
I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write.

A LOOK AT LIFE-43
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

No present to live for,
no future to look forward to
I was unfolding the pages of life
to feel the beautiful moments I lived
to know the person I was
which is so alien right now.

That dilapidated building,
my wife's dream,
built on my sweat and blood
still stands there.
The delicately furnished interiors
with lots of dirt and filth now
laugh at me
telling me how wrong and futile I was
in dreaming a future 
that never came by.

The broken walls of the house,
persian carpets hanging on it
with coats of dusts remind me
how elegant once they were,
how passionately they were decorated
like a bride to welcome my son
and his newly wed.

How beautiful and fulfilling life was
the crumbling relics of which now we have,
the costly toys and beautiful gadgets
lovingly procured for our grand children
lying dead in a corner,
like us they need someone's touch
to come alive again.

Recapitulating those glorious days
and fascinating moments
completely lost I was.
Alll of a sudden
I felt someone touching my shoulder.
She was non else but
my wife with a cup of tea
passionately looking at me,
telling me with a loving smile,
'look at me, am I not your whole world?
am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad'

copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017

#Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.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 16th September 2017.

Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete

The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in...

" look at me, am I not your whole world ?
am I not your dream, present,past and future ?
When I am here ,why are you so sad ?

The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears.
Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness.
These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society.

Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event.
I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write.

A LOOK AT LIFE-43
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

No present to live for,
no future to look forward to
I was unfolding the pages of life
to feel the beautiful moments I lived
to know the person I was
which is so alien right now.

That dilapidated building,
my wife's dream,
built on my sweat and blood
still stands there.
The delicately furnished interiors
with lots of dirt and filth now
laugh at me
telling me how wrong and futile I was
in dreaming a future
that never came by.

The broken walls of the house,
persian carpets hanging on it
with coats of dusts remind me
how elegant once they were,
how passionately they were decorated
like a bride to welcome my son
and his newly wed.

How beautiful and fulfilling life was
the crumbling relics of which now we have,
the costly toys and beautiful gadgets
lovingly procured for our grand children
lying dead in a corner,
like us they need someone's touch
to come alive again.

Recapitulating those glorious days
and fascinating moments
completely lost I was.
Alll of a sudden
I felt someone touching my shoulder.
She was non else but
my wife with a cup of tea
passionately looking at me,
telling me with a loving smile,
'look at me, am I not your whole world?
am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad'

copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017

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"Here is the critical appreciation of my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 by non other than Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in beautiful words.Thanks and gratitude sir for your words of appreciation Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"Something I Look at-54"is an ample tribute to women and the yeoman services they render to humanity in multiple ways,a woman comes to the life of a child as a mother,she bears a child for ten months,delivers him/her with much pain,tends him/her with much consideration and care,takes him/her around to show the moon in the sky and teaches him/her to reach out to scale the difficult and torturous terrines in life.It is imperative that a woman of such magnanimous nature should not be banished and taken to the wire,instead she must be nurtured and taken care of under any trying situation.She is an embodiment of what the child is,the denial of her existence is a denial of life itself in all its various dimensions and strands.Till the last moment,the poem is kept in a state of suspense with respect to its theme,but at the end,the suspense is removed and the clear idea is ushered in slowly but resolutely,this poem is all about a comparison between a mother and poetry,the skill of poetry writing is equated with motherly affection and that skill must not be destroyed by anyone on account of many factors influencing life,instead this ability must be honed and brought up steadily in one's life,so that this authentic skill can furnish us with everything and anything in the course of time.Let us all embrace the poetic faculty which does have the motherly affectionate side to it all the way.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 10th September 2017. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Never is the woman a burden who carried you all along never can she be a burden who put you on her shoulder to show you the skyline never she is a liability who lived her whole life for you and inculcated in you the drive to look at the moon Don't kill her when she is still alive If you torn her heart into pieces each piece will have your name inscribed if you bring tears in her eyes each drop will reflect you and tell different stories, each more vivid and poignant than the other It is she incarnate in you peep into her heart it is you who reign there don't break it you will only break yourself don't put fire in that beautiful garden you will only burn yourself look at her eyes which only see you listen to her heart that only beats for you, she is flowing in your every artery and vein, her whole being is you Look at her the poetry of love and dedication only needs a bit of it to carry her a little further don't think she is a burden, she is your first and last line of defence, always with you for ever make her life cup full you will get the ocean in return copyright@smrutiranjan 7.9.2017"

Here is the critical appreciation of my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 by non other than Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in beautiful words.Thanks and gratitude sir for your words of appreciation

Dear Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"Something I Look at-54"is an ample tribute to women and the yeoman services they render to humanity in multiple ways,a woman comes to the life of a child as a mother,she bears a child for ten months,delivers him/her with much pain,tends him/her with much consideration and care,takes him/her around to show the moon in the sky and teaches him/her to reach out to scale the difficult and torturous terrines in life.It is imperative that a woman of such magnanimous nature should not be banished and taken to the wire,instead she must be nurtured and taken care of under any trying situation.She is an embodiment of what the child is,the denial of her existence is a denial of life itself in all its various dimensions and strands.Till the last moment,the poem is kept in a state of suspense with respect to its theme,but at the end,the suspense is removed and the clear idea is ushered in slowly but resolutely,this poem is all about a comparison between a mother and poetry,the skill of poetry writing is equated with motherly affection and that skill must not be destroyed by anyone on account of many factors influencing life,instead this ability must be honed and brought up steadily in one's life,so that this authentic skill can furnish us with everything and anything in the course of time.Let us all embrace the poetic faculty which does have the motherly affectionate side to it all the way.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature.

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 10th September 2017.

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Never is the woman a burden 
who carried you all along 
never can she be a burden who put
you on her shoulder to show you the skyline
never she is a liability who lived her whole
life for you and inculcated in you 
the drive to look at the moon

Don't kill her when she is still alive
If you torn her  heart into pieces
each piece will have your name inscribed
if you bring  tears in her eyes
each drop will reflect you and tell
different stories, each more vivid and poignant than the other

It is she incarnate in you
peep into her heart
it is you who reign there
don't  break it
you will only break yourself
don't put fire in that beautiful garden
you will only burn yourself
look at her eyes which only see you
listen to her heart that only beats for you, she is flowing in your every artery and vein, her whole being is you

Look at her 
the poetry of love and dedication
only needs a bit of it
to carry her a little further
don't think she is a burden, she is your first and last line of defence, always with you  for ever
make her life cup full
you will get the ocean in return

copyright@smrutiranjan 7.9.2017

Here is the critical appreciation of my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 by non other than Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in beautiful words.Thanks and gratitude sir for your words of appreciation

Dear Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"Something I Look at-54"is an ample tribute to women and the yeoman services they render to humanity in multiple ways,a woman comes to the life of a child as a mother,she bears a child for ten months,delivers him/her with much pain,tends him/her with much consideration and care,takes him/her around to show the moon in the sky and teaches him/her to reach out to scale the difficult and torturous terrines in life.It is imperative that a woman of such magnanimous nature should not be banished and taken to the wire,instead she must be nurtured and taken care of under any trying situation.She is an embodiment of what the child is,the denial of her existence is a denial of life itself in all its various dimensions and strands.Till the last moment,the poem is kept in a state of suspense with respect to its theme,but at the end,the suspense is removed and the clear idea is ushered in slowly but resolutely,this poem is all about a comparison between a mother and poetry,the skill of poetry writing is equated with motherly affection and that skill must not be destroyed by anyone on account of many factors influencing life,instead this ability must be honed and brought up steadily in one's life,so that this authentic skill can furnish us with everything and anything in the course of time.Let us all embrace the poetic faculty which does have the motherly affectionate side to it all the way.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature.

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 10th September 2017.

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Never is the woman a burden
who carried you all along
never can she be a burden who put
you on her shoulder to show you the skyline
never she is a liability who lived her whole
life for you and inculcated in you
the drive to look at the moon

Don't kill her when she is still alive
If you torn her heart into pieces
each piece will have your name inscribed
if you bring tears in her eyes
each drop will reflect you and tell
different stories, each more vivid and poignant than the other

It is she incarnate in you
peep into her heart
it is you who reign there
don't break it
you will only break yourself
don't put fire in that beautiful garden
you will only burn yourself
look at her eyes which only see you
listen to her heart that only beats for you, she is flowing in your every artery and vein, her whole being is you

Look at her
the poetry of love and dedication
only needs a bit of it
to carry her a little further
don't think she is a burden, she is your first and last line of defence, always with you for ever
make her life cup full
you will get the ocean in return

copyright@smrutiranjan 7.9.2017

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"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, ideologies and other concepts. Today the world witnesses a situation wherein peace is destroyed, war is taken to the forefront, the conflicts are resolved through yet another conflict and life is put through the quagmire of the highest magnitude. Today we are also engaged in clandestine wars to set scores. Our society is divided into thousands upon thousands of divisions where different stakeholders clash with malicious intentions. Today our society is also immersed in bigoted belief systems, discriminations and inconsistencies. Fundamentalistic ideologies do dot our landscape in an enormous way. Today the world is ripped apart by social, political, religious, economic, moral, ethical and environmental ambiguities. The cultured nature of human society is gone with the winds once and forever. The different modes of terrorism weigh down upon the humanity in different ways which can only give our society a billion cuts. The treatment that we accord to our old parents is horrendous and appalling, they are often locked up in the open prisons of their old age homes, they are not given the dues they richly deserve in their lives. These old people always encounter isolation and alienation in the society due to their ages. To make matters worse, we are even ready to forgo the perpetuation of the next generation, we don't yearn for the next generation solely because we want to protect our comfort level intact, yes by doing such a thing, we place an axe at our own roots. We live like machines in this world, our life is always primed by the virtual realities here on this earth. We also condone injustices and inequalities in this world through our silent capitulation to such trends and tendencies taking place in the society. In order to enjoy life here on earth, we should have a mindset of positive attitude and open mentality, but unfortunately, many of us don't have such quality oriented hearts. Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent and forthright nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Channel Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 9th July 2017. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-43 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY This world so beautiful to live in with all the comforts luxuries and amenities life seems so fascinating nothing short of a paradise But where is happiness, peace that throbbing heart loving eyes and silent tranquil mind be it in a war or proxy war and its aftermath be it in our devastated social life be it in the fanaticism of religious zealots be it in a world divided on racial linguistic and parochial loyalties be it in the uncivilised and the barbarian attitude of civilized man be it in terrorism or in our sick mind and raped conscience it is humanity that silently suffers Where is the face of humanity with the relationship at the lowest ebb old parents struggling for their death in asylums, old age homes in their deserted lonely confinement with no near one to look after , Too much of obsession with career so-called better life and the lure of comforts made us inhuman to the extent, we hesitate to recognise our own blood and one will think thrice before begetting a child of his own We are more evident in our spineless attitude towards injustice and the way we look at these we are more like machines devoid of all that is finer having no time for other love and reciprocation Where is life and its beauty to conceive it one has to have a heart that truly beats sadly many of us do not have it copyright@smrutiranjan 28.5.2017"

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, ideologies and other concepts. Today the world witnesses a situation wherein peace is destroyed, war is taken to the forefront, the conflicts are resolved through yet another conflict and life is put through the quagmire of the highest magnitude. Today we are also engaged in clandestine wars to set scores. Our society is divided into thousands upon thousands of divisions where different stakeholders clash with malicious intentions. Today our society is also immersed in bigoted belief systems, discriminations and inconsistencies. Fundamentalistic ideologies do dot our landscape in an enormous way. Today the world is ripped apart by social, political, religious, economic, moral, ethical and environmental ambiguities. The cultured nature of human society is gone with the winds once and forever. The different modes of terrorism weigh down upon the humanity in different ways which can only give our society a billion cuts. The treatment that we accord to our old parents is horrendous and appalling, they are often locked up in the open prisons of their old age homes, they are not given the dues they richly deserve in their lives. These old people always encounter isolation and alienation in the society due to their ages. To make matters worse, we are even ready to forgo the perpetuation of the next generation, we don't yearn for the next generation solely because we want to protect our comfort level intact, yes by doing such a thing, we place an axe at our own roots. We live like machines in this world, our life is always primed by the virtual realities here on this earth. We also condone injustices and inequalities in this world through our silent capitulation to such trends and tendencies taking place in the society. In order to enjoy life here on earth, we should have a mindset of positive attitude and open mentality, but unfortunately, many of us don't have such quality oriented hearts. Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent and forthright nature. 

Written by Cijo Joseph Channel Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 9th July 2017.

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-43
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

This world
so beautiful to live in
with all the comforts
luxuries and amenities
life seems so fascinating
nothing short of a paradise 

But where is happiness, peace 
that throbbing heart
loving eyes and silent tranquil mind
be it in a war or proxy war
and its aftermath
be it in our devastated social life
be it in the fanaticism of religious zealots
be it in a world divided on racial
linguistic and parochial loyalties
be it in the uncivilised and
the barbarian attitude of civilized man
be it in terrorism or in our sick mind
and raped conscience
it is humanity that silently suffers

Where is the face of humanity with
the relationship at the  lowest ebb
old parents struggling for their death
in asylums, old age homes
in their deserted lonely confinement
with no near one to look after
,
Too much of obsession with career
so-called better life
and the lure of comforts made us inhuman
to the extent, we hesitate to
recognise our own blood
and one will think thrice
before begetting a child of his own

We are more evident 
in our spineless attitude towards injustice
and the way we look at these
we are more like machines
devoid of all that is finer
having no time for other
love and reciprocation

Where is life and its beauty
to conceive it
one has to have a heart
that truly beats 
sadly many of us do not have it

copyright@smrutiranjan 28.5.2017

#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, ideologies and other concepts. Today the world witnesses a situation wherein peace is destroyed, war is taken to the forefront, the conflicts are resolved through yet another conflict and life is put through the quagmire of the highest magnitude. Today we are also engaged in clandestine wars to set scores. Our society is divided into thousands upon thousands of divisions where different stakeholders clash with malicious intentions. Today our society is also immersed in bigoted belief systems, discriminations and inconsistencies. Fundamentalistic ideologies do dot our landscape in an enormous way. Today the world is ripped apart by social, political, religious, economic, moral, ethical and environmental ambiguities. The cultured nature of human society is gone with the winds once and forever. The different modes of terrorism weigh down upon the humanity in different ways which can only give our society a billion cuts. The treatment that we accord to our old parents is horrendous and appalling, they are often locked up in the open prisons of their old age homes, they are not given the dues they richly deserve in their lives. These old people always encounter isolation and alienation in the society due to their ages. To make matters worse, we are even ready to forgo the perpetuation of the next generation, we don't yearn for the next generation solely because we want to protect our comfort level intact, yes by doing such a thing, we place an axe at our own roots. We live like machines in this world, our life is always primed by the virtual realities here on this earth. We also condone injustices and inequalities in this world through our silent capitulation to such trends and tendencies taking place in the society. In order to enjoy life here on earth, we should have a mindset of positive attitude and open mentality, but unfortunately, many of us don't have such quality oriented hearts. Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent and forthright nature.

Written by Cijo Joseph Channel Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 9th July 2017.

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-43
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

This world
so beautiful to live in
with all the comforts
luxuries and amenities
life seems so fascinating
nothing short of a paradise

But where is happiness, peace
that throbbing heart
loving eyes and silent tranquil mind
be it in a war or proxy war
and its aftermath
be it in our devastated social life
be it in the fanaticism of religious zealots
be it in a world divided on racial
linguistic and parochial loyalties
be it in the uncivilised and
the barbarian attitude of civilized man
be it in terrorism or in our sick mind
and raped conscience
it is humanity that silently suffers

Where is the face of humanity with
the relationship at the lowest ebb
old parents struggling for their death
in asylums, old age homes
in their deserted lonely confinement
with no near one to look after
,
Too much of obsession with career
so-called better life
and the lure of comforts made us inhuman
to the extent, we hesitate to
recognise our own blood
and one will think thrice
before begetting a child of his own

We are more evident
in our spineless attitude towards injustice
and the way we look at these
we are more like machines
devoid of all that is finer
having no time for other
love and reciprocation

Where is life and its beauty
to conceive it
one has to have a heart
that truly beats
sadly many of us do not have it

copyright@smrutiranjan 28.5.2017

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"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 anything You feel like Is always subject to decency and morality And other's right to enjoy The same with all dignity copyright@smruti ranjan 15.08.2015 If I’m asked to point out a prominent Indian poet whose writes in English touch the serious readers of the globe, I’ll have to choose Smruti Ranjan Mohanty as one of the many that I know, He was born on 1st January/1963 at Bamikhal, Odisha ( India). He is an M.A. in Political Science from Utkal University. Though he serves the Govt. of Udisha as a Finance Officer, he keeps on penning beautiful poems, short stories and critical essays in English and Odisha . His writes often appear in various Indian newspapers and journals. No need to say how his beautiful poems enrich the walls of various esteemed poetic groups The poem that caught my attention while I was going through the writes published on 15th August in the ‘Poetry for Peace’ wall, specially keeping in mind the occasion of the India’s 70th Independence Day celebration was “ A LOOK AT LIFE -21". Instead of writing something on the comment box, I decided to take up the poem for a critical exploration. It is one of the poet’s efforts to look at life too. On the surface level the poet seems to express his views on the concept of independence. He starts the poem with a simple definition, stating that independence is a state of mind and a way of life. He thinks that one has to be free from false pride, prejudice, hatred, jealousy, violence, fanaticism, fear and vanity if he wants to enjoy the real pride of being independent. An independent man must avoid negative emotions that can easily motivate him to respond to whims and irrationality. What he wants from his countrymen on this auspicious occasion is that they should refine their mental setup and purify their minds in order to feel the real pride of independence. The poet thinks that a man’s interactions with others show how far independent his personality is. It is an atmosphere in which anybody can feel free and homely in fulfilling his dreams. But it is not simply a licence to do anything. It refers to a good citizen’s moralities and responsibilities towards the nation and its people. There is no hard word or any difficult image in the poem. The poet’s simple approach to the hardest external question on the concept concerned makes the readers feel and internalize its answer. Everybody except the pretenders knows the answer. The problem lies in their approaches to life. 1.“It is an atmosphere That offers you the best To be your own self.......” 2.“It is not a licence To do anything you feel like Is always subject to decency and morality” The trends that the modern poets seem to have set induce the readers to find out what they do not see or understand in the very easy words and expressions they read repeatedly in the poem. I think the greatness of a poet and his poetic world lies in this riddle. It is my earnest hope that Smruti Ranjan Mahanty will keep on composing great poems for us. Bipul Kalita"

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 anything 
You feel like
Is always subject to decency and morality
And other's right to enjoy
The same with all dignity
copyright@smruti ranjan 15.08.2015

             If I’m asked to point out a prominent Indian poet whose writes in English touch the serious readers of the globe, I’ll have to choose Smruti Ranjan Mohanty as one of the many that I know, He was born on 1st January/1963 at Bamikhal, Odisha  ( India). He is an M.A. in Political Science from Utkal University. Though he serves the Govt. of Udisha as a Finance Officer, he keeps on penning beautiful poems, short stories and critical essays in English and Odisha . His writes often appear in various Indian newspapers and journals. No need to say how his beautiful poems enrich the walls of various esteemed poetic groups

            The poem that caught my attention while I was going through the writes published on 15th August in the ‘Poetry for Peace’ wall, specially keeping in mind the occasion of the India’s 70th Independence Day celebration was “ A LOOK AT LIFE -21". Instead of writing something on the comment box, I decided to take up the poem for a critical exploration. It is one of the poet’s efforts to look at life too. 

            On the surface level the poet seems to express his views on the concept of independence. He starts the poem with a simple definition, stating that independence is a state of mind and a way of life. He thinks that one has to be free from false pride, prejudice, hatred, jealousy, violence, fanaticism, fear and vanity if he wants to enjoy the real pride of being independent. An independent man must avoid negative emotions that can easily motivate him to respond to whims and irrationality. What he wants from his countrymen on this auspicious occasion is that they should refine their mental setup and purify their minds in order to feel the real pride of independence. The poet thinks that a man’s interactions with others show how far independent his personality is. It is an atmosphere in which anybody can feel free and homely in fulfilling his dreams. But it is not simply a licence to do anything. It refers to a good citizen’s moralities and responsibilities towards the nation and its people.

           There is no hard word or any difficult image in the poem. The poet’s simple approach to the hardest external question on the concept concerned makes the readers feel and internalize its answer. Everybody except the pretenders knows the answer. The problem lies in their approaches to life.

          1.“It is an atmosphere
              That offers you the best
              To be your own self.......” 

          2.“It is not a licence
              To do anything you feel like
              Is always subject to decency and morality”

           The trends that the modern poets seem to have set induce the readers to find out what they do not see or understand in the very easy words and expressions they  read repeatedly in the poem. I think the greatness of a poet and his poetic world lies in this riddle.
         
           It is my earnest hope that Smruti Ranjan Mahanty will keep on composing great poems for us.

Bipul Kalita

#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 anything
You feel like
Is always subject to decency and morality
And other's right to enjoy
The same with all dignity
copyright@smruti ranjan 15.08.2015

If I’m asked to point out a prominent Indian poet whose writes in English touch the serious readers of the globe, I’ll have to choose Smruti Ranjan Mohanty as one of the many that I know, He was born on 1st January/1963 at Bamikhal, Odisha ( India). He is an M.A. in Political Science from Utkal University. Though he serves the Govt. of Udisha as a Finance Officer, he keeps on penning beautiful poems, short stories and critical essays in English and Odisha . His writes often appear in various Indian newspapers and journals. No need to say how his beautiful poems enrich the walls of various esteemed poetic groups

The poem that caught my attention while I was going through the writes published on 15th August in the ‘Poetry for Peace’ wall, specially keeping in mind the occasion of the India’s 70th Independence Day celebration was “ A LOOK AT LIFE -21". Instead of writing something on the comment box, I decided to take up the poem for a critical exploration. It is one of the poet’s efforts to look at life too.

On the surface level the poet seems to express his views on the concept of independence. He starts the poem with a simple definition, stating that independence is a state of mind and a way of life. He thinks that one has to be free from false pride, prejudice, hatred, jealousy, violence, fanaticism, fear and vanity if he wants to enjoy the real pride of being independent. An independent man must avoid negative emotions that can easily motivate him to respond to whims and irrationality. What he wants from his countrymen on this auspicious occasion is that they should refine their mental setup and purify their minds in order to feel the real pride of independence. The poet thinks that a man’s interactions with others show how far independent his personality is. It is an atmosphere in which anybody can feel free and homely in fulfilling his dreams. But it is not simply a licence to do anything. It refers to a good citizen’s moralities and responsibilities towards the nation and its people.

There is no hard word or any difficult image in the poem. The poet’s simple approach to the hardest external question on the concept concerned makes the readers feel and internalize its answer. Everybody except the pretenders knows the answer. The problem lies in their approaches to life.

1.“It is an atmosphere
That offers you the best
To be your own self.......”

2.“It is not a licence
To do anything you feel like
Is always subject to decency and morality”

The trends that the modern poets seem to have set induce the readers to find out what they do not see or understand in the very easy words and expressions they read repeatedly in the poem. I think the greatness of a poet and his poetic world lies in this riddle.

It is my earnest hope that Smruti Ranjan Mahanty will keep on composing great poems for us.

Bipul Kalita

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"Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for his beautiful words of appreciation of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE-2'.Thank you very much sir for your wonderful words of appreciation Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life-2"is a poem that dissects the concept of love in a microscopic manner.True love is conveyed through silence,it can set hearts into motions that can generate feelings of oceanic nature in the interiors of the hearts of the two people intimately drawn to each other.The passionate love is done and dusted and the love of sustainability enters the scene without the accompaniment of physicality at all.Love is a greater feeling than lust,the mixing of both is an incompatible and contradictory thing altogether.The true love reaches its Himalayan peak when two individuals attracted to each other remain in silence together seeing the world with a positive frame of minds and with no care in the world.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of exquisite 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 29th September 2017. A LOOK AT LIFE-2 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Silence Is the language of love For it speaks a lot Which a palpitating heart Can never fathom Rapid breaths Can never feel And drooping eyes Can ever find Love matures Over the years When one looses In the other The body never Craves for another And the heart Meets the heart Eyes look at Each other Love and lust Are step sisters Can never co exist For they run Parallel to each other Love unfolds In silence When two beings Become one And work in tandem Have a single pair of eyes To look at the world A beautiful heart Which beats and beats For the sake of love and love copy right@smruti ranjan 3.6 2015"

Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for his beautiful words of appreciation of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE-2'.Thank you very much sir for your wonderful words of appreciation

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life-2"is a poem that dissects the concept of love in a microscopic manner.True love is conveyed through silence,it can set hearts into motions that can generate feelings of oceanic nature in the interiors of the hearts of the two people intimately drawn to each other.The passionate love is done and dusted and the love of sustainability enters the scene without the accompaniment of physicality at all.Love is a greater feeling than lust,the mixing of both is an incompatible and contradictory thing altogether.The true love reaches its Himalayan peak when two individuals attracted to each other remain in silence together seeing the world with a positive frame of minds and with no care in the world.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of exquisite 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 29th September 2017.

A LOOK AT LIFE-2
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Silence
Is the language of love
For it speaks a lot
Which a palpitating heart
Can never fathom
Rapid breaths 
Can never feel
And drooping eyes
Can ever find

Love matures
Over the years
When one looses
In the other
The body never
Craves for another
And the heart
Meets the heart
Eyes look at
Each other

Love and lust
Are step sisters
Can never co exist
For they run
Parallel to each other

Love unfolds
In silence
When two beings
Become one
And work in tandem
Have a single pair of eyes
To look at the world
A beautiful heart 
Which beats and beats
For the sake of love and love

copy right@smruti ranjan 3.6 2015

#Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for his beautiful words of appreciation of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE-2'.Thank you very much sir for your wonderful words of appreciation

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life-2"is a poem that dissects the concept of love in a microscopic manner.True love is conveyed through silence,it can set hearts into motions that can generate feelings of oceanic nature in the interiors of the hearts of the two people intimately drawn to each other.The passionate love is done and dusted and the love of sustainability enters the scene without the accompaniment of physicality at all.Love is a greater feeling than lust,the mixing of both is an incompatible and contradictory thing altogether.The true love reaches its Himalayan peak when two individuals attracted to each other remain in silence together seeing the world with a positive frame of minds and with no care in the world.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of exquisite 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 29th September 2017.

A LOOK AT LIFE-2
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Silence
Is the language of love
For it speaks a lot
Which a palpitating heart
Can never fathom
Rapid breaths
Can never feel
And drooping eyes
Can ever find

Love matures
Over the years
When one looses
In the other
The body never
Craves for another
And the heart
Meets the heart
Eyes look at
Each other

Love and lust
Are step sisters
Can never co exist
For they run
Parallel to each other

Love unfolds
In silence
When two beings
Become one
And work in tandem
Have a single pair of eyes
To look at the world
A beautiful heart
Which beats and beats
For the sake of love and love

copy right@smruti ranjan 3.6 2015

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