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Friday, 10 April 2020

Business of Art - NaPoWriMo Day 10

The business of art 

The reach, the likes,
The number of followers,
Whom I know,
Who knows me?
Everyone's working on making their brand 
True art?
I don't know.

Those who have reached the peak,
Will reiterate,
'' True talent always finds its way. '' 
Well, they can say. 
The real secret to success is not revealed, 
Perhaps not known. 

Art isn't for those, 
Who expect to be rewarded, 
It's for those who want to be enriched. 
It's a pool of endless possibilities, 
Ever expanding like the universe.
 
Form, no matter how lucrative, 
Can't compensate for the meaning, 
Hormones can't compensate for heart. 
Packaging can't compensate for what's inside. 
To stress about such trivial matters, 
Is an invitation to misery. 
Pursue the business of art minus the profit motive. 


Thursday, 27 October 2016

Thank you for your love and support

Thank you for your love and support, has been a very frequently used line by me. The reason for that I know we live in a tough world where there is little value for what used to be the most valuable things . Poetry for instance, has a force that only your heart and soul can feel. When people appreciate my poetry, I feel obliged and a sense of accomplishment drives me. All is not lost after all, I feel. 


This Thanksgiving day, I would like to extend my heartfelt gratitude towards everyone who has read my book, followed my blog or facebook page and by doing so have encouraged me to pursue my passion. Thank you, thank you and thank you so much. 

I promise to keep you entrained with my poetry and wits. Stay with me. 

Love. 
Aman Arora

Tuesday, 3 May 2016

The idea of a perfect happy birthday

I don't know how to react on my birthday.

I am not a fancy person.  I never planned anything extravagant on my birthday, had a grand party or bought an expensive gift.  Mostly because I could not afford it.  And I never liked to rob my father's money for my pleasure.  I have been a good kid.

I believe that all days are alike and we should try to make every one of them special.  So why put extra emphasis on birthdays?  But much before the day comes,  I have an expectation in my heart that something special should happen on the day.  Someone must take initiative to make it special.  I expect phone calls and long messages wishing me well.  And recently on my 23rd birthday,  I realised that how more people come to know me every year but lesser people wish me on time anyway.  It is different that you wish someone via a phone call or even a message at 12 sharp and you post a half hearted 'hbd''  on their Facebook wall when Zuckerberg instructs you to do so.

I have to digest the fact that my friends are moving along in their lives  and are involved in activities,  work,  career,  family life and such  things.  It is possible to forget that the new date that has just come once held some significance in their life.

The thing is about expectations.  My parents would never forget my birthday.  My sister would want to try her best  to make it special.  A few friends would always wish me,  even if they do it later,  it would be from their hearts.  But I would not be grateful for that.

I would not accept the fact that people do not call anymore on birthdays.  WhatsApp has changed the tradition.  It is the emozies that are the perfect substitutes to express our heartfelt feelings for somebody.

I would not accept  the fact that I can never have as happy a birthday as I used to have till the number of candles on the cake were in single digits. Maybe birthdays are for children.. Because it is only children that can be contented on birthdays. They would not want everyone on their contact list to wish them to start with. They would enjoy the little toys they receive.  They would enjoy plying with balloons,  eating cake and chocolates.  They would enjoy running,  playing,  dancing, anything,  everything,

My idea for a perfect birthday would be pleasant weather and no mosquitoes..  But that is not in one 's hand.  On my 23rd birthday,  my internal examinations began.  I had to attend college. Again something not in my hands.  My idea of a perfect birthday would be to spend the day hanging out with people I feel comfortable with (termed as 'friends'  in common usage) ,  doing random stuff,  chatting,  maybe singing and dancing,  or anything fun that comes naturally to anyone. I would like to have one meal of the day with my family as I know they are the ones who would unconditionally stand there for me when i am in need.  And maybe when I sleep at the night,  I should have a smile of contentment,  feeling gratitude for the company I had.  That would be the last piece.

Do you have happy birthdays?  What is your idea of a perfect  happy birthday?