The Power of Mind

Human mind, to what extend it can be used, the possibilities is still a mystery. We know so little of it.
‘Can events to follow can be changed simply by power of your thought’ is one of my fundamental thinking over the year.
I have been trying to explore the mind and getting myself trapped in the dark avenues many times.
One of the directors I admire for his successful cinematic depiction of minds path to (through) such avenue is Krzysztof Kieślowski, the Polish legend. In his movie ‘The Double Life of Véronique’ {a polish/French (Italian?) bi (tri) lingual made in 1993} he has beautifully tried to portray human feelings in celluloid.
The possibilities of exploration and directing the future of a person by free will is what a puppeteer in this movie was trying to do and getting little success also. It is a subplot but I was fascinated as the thought of the plot and convinced him to portray it in the movie. The question that bugs like ‘are we puppet in the hand of some unknown ventriloquist ‘Are we creator of our own destiny’,’is everything happening here is predestined or coincidence’ are best explored in this film. The best part of is that it do not answer any of the question, it just portrays the visual narration of human mind through breathtaking cinematography, editing and script (or the thematic plot).
Rightly so because the same thing is perceived so differently by different people.So why should we go for a totalirian ending to such a difficult question?

Slave

Last night, as usual I was alone and thinking nothingness.

I couldn’t find my cell phone. I was wondering how to get up in the morning for duty as my cell phone is my only alarm clock (calendar, secretary, postman, en all after my laptop).

I have a landline, but TO MY UTTER SURPRISE I don’t even remember my own cell number, let alone others. So ringing up to find where it is, is also out of question. I tried the net if some friend is online I can ask him to give me a call (so that I can trace my mobile), but no one was there. Then the server speed got down.

After a while light went off.

I was all alone in the dark, just helpless and not knowing if I could join my duty on time for next day or not.

Oh my god, I seem I stopped thinking also

Take off ,Phase 2: continues :Rebel without a reason

Rebel without a reason

Rebellion is on
Without weaponry
Without comrades
For no reasons
Or accreditation;
No one is oppressed
Or the oppressor.
Only the rebellion is on.

I hear the roars of rebel within, against the system we don’t like to accept

This phase discusses that part.

Few go for a revolution that deviated form its path

Few become REBEL WITHOUT A REASON

Jatra Phase 2 -Take off in a Nectarous Evening

Nectarous Evenings

A Nectarous evening

Satan worshipers were our hearts.

Accompanied by:

Roasted meat called dream..

Smoke filled whirlpool,

Deafening music!

And in rhythm-

We, the thirsty vampires.

Our destiny-

A spread cerulean body,

Brackish vein’s drinks,

Hungry denture in roasted heart.

The ecstasy of retching- after the booze.

A Poem for Jim

the man who symbolizes the affinity for booze, poetry and ecstasy of a young mind. Like that in its take off, Jatra discuseses the hidden Jim inside all youth.

Watch the video @ :

http://ishare.rediff.com/video/entertainment/jim-morrison-jatra/779780

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uz0011Qn2p4

Of Creative fiction:

As a result of fight between
Catnap & compulsion
Profession & Obsession
Egos, Dreams & Agonies friction.
Prose came for my salvation
In the form of creative fiction.
Spontaneous Unplanned, guided by compulsion.

Above my logo:artist :Dr.Hirak Das

Phase 1: Boarding in - Jatra

Faded Jeans Ideology

Each and every moments of faded jeans ideology

Over cafés, parks and 100cc bikes.

Sleepless nights on songbird’s blues.

Through the coloured spectacles

Canteen, party and evening’s blue guitar;

Bitter smoke filled time on cards

Everyday. …Every night.

Amidst them, please don’t bring up-

The stench of bland truth,

Reality of dreams, someone’s sad elegy.

They are just paper boats

Floating on the turbulent drunken river

‘This is life man, its basic appeal’!

At first it’s all fun

Phase 1 is about friend’s en all

Life seems all the very romantic here

See the video @http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GOX6TMOGB_Y

or @ http://ishare.rediff.com/video/entertainment/jatra/768254

Check In:The proposition for Jatra

The Launch

After birth – the crying

Then the slumber of forgetfulness,

Slowly its adolescence,

Thereafter comes youth.

Youth hood is none but a dream;

What after the dream?

That’s what Jatra is all about

Flight of a young mind.

Dream starts here!

Welcome to the journey

Art: Dr. Uddip Talukdar