PROSE-------"PAINT ME A VERSE"

I was born to understand the phenomenon of divine intervention

Maybe I was born to understand the phenomenon of phenomenal creation

Maybe I was born to understand that an opening of the heart is an essential aspect of true spirituality

Or maybe to write, the writings that never rose above banality

Or maybe to witness the brutality of a process that was carried out with impersonality

Mindless, constant and intense violence in the very first page of Blood Meridian by McCarthy. "In him broods already a taste for mindless violence" says McCarthy, as I went across the lines, I praised the ability of writer cause how paradoxically good it could be to write something best out of destroyed body and ruin minds.

Not imagined but fantasized!!!

Yet another scene of Batman eating the body of a dead girl, trying to cook with her flesh but finding it too hard because he really can't cook and so instead smearing it all over walls and admitting that " though it does sporadically penetrate how unacceptable some of what I'm doing actually is.

Not fantasized but experienced!!!

So viscerally upsetting that anyone who reads it is unlikely to forget it " His men held Yamamoto down with their hands and knees while he began skinning Yamamoto with the utmost care. It truly was like skinning a peach" says Haruki Murakami

Not experienced but encounter!!!!

Hardscrabble life with an abusive father with neighborhood fights with a job at slaughterhouse, but then in less usual ways. Nothing, of course, compares to the moment when you find out exactly what he done.

Not encountered but lived!!!!!!

They say narrative requires more sophisticated audience than a play does! 

A play, though grand, is but a fleeting scene, 

Its essence caught within a curtain's gleam. 

Yet narrative unfolds with patience and grace, 

Each chapter a journey, each word a trace.

While searching for hope, I found a life, a reason to my existence, it was just as odd as

"odd" way of revealing the most jaw dropping information in regular conversation hence the

twist lacks the sense of bite or exhilaration

It does make you contemplate on where it is headed

I have total freedom in what I talk about; if I just want to stand up there and opine, I can

opine with impunity! I don’t need to disguise or shoehorn my opinions into some formal

narrative construction.

I weaved an intriguing story about random stars

Just like the arts center is an agglomeration of theatres, galleries, shops, restaurants &

bars.

Stories which talks of and about scars

Or about cases that produce deep, blood-filled blisters and a hard black eschar

Because hope in my poems have the power to make sense and a new life as well,

The day I got to know about it was just like an enlightenment , a slow and steady process takes

time ,and time hereby leaves imprint 

(Down below is the reference from my previous writing, just wanted to connect the dots)

Imprint left to be seen by us

Emotions left to be felt by us

Emotions brings us back to the hero that we never discovered inside us

Because you see, in the middle of winter I at last discovered that there was in me an invincible

summer, there is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.