>> Saturday, September 27, 2008

As one hour becomes the next, one day another, spilling into weeks, I feel drugged by too many incomprehensible verses I had posted lately. There is a ragged overlay of words and pictures disturbingly adhering together in my mind. I had only to nod and arrange these articulations in my gravest expression in order to carry on the masquerade of being a poet. And gazing altogether unaggressively at me are these liquid ruminations with that bottomless eloquence which is all opacity for me. Weary from this run, exhausted, I don’t wish to scribble every thought, which demands repetition. It is like I have cotton not in my ears, but in my thoughts.

It’s a regular cycle, after couple of months my rage and adrenaline fades back, I feel spent. Thereafter I vow not to get sucked in again, to instead go on but these vows fall away like cool ashes the next time I see the bruised and broken evidence of one more day. I envision summer sun, perforated with heat, glowing orange. I want that fireball to be inside me, incinerating these black clutches. Then I’d start writing again..

For the moment …
I wish to thank

Man in Painting

For their kind gesture of bestowing some wonderful awards.

Man in painting had conferred Arte-y-pico award, long ago. Quoting from his blog – "This award was created for bloggers who inspire others with their creativity and their talents, also for contributing to the blogging world in whatever medium."
It has to be passed to five others. I apologize for not doing the needful. I read barely 4-5 blogs regularly and vice-versa. They are the ones who inspired me to write and improve and passing it on to them would be as absurd as - ‘Dhoni giving an award to Sachin!’

Vinay and Scarlett honored me with ‘The Brilliante Weblog Award.’
The name is self-explanatory.
Again, this award should be passed on but almost everyone I read has already been given this award.

The best part about getting these awards is the generous words of appreciation written by these wonderful writers. It indeed is a very special feeling. I’d cherish the lovely words especially coz it comes from ‘special people’.

A big thank you, to all of you.


"Beyond myself
I wait for my arrival."
- From "the Balcony" by Octavio Paz


Nash September 27, 2008 at 11:35 AM  

Hi Aria! Congratulations for all these awards. A post after a long time. This should be the beginning of that arrival. Keeping fingers crossed. Missing your poetry. Oblige soon and take care.

Rakesh Vanamali September 28, 2008 at 10:12 PM  


Many Congratulations......I see, how easily you deserve every single one of them.

Btw.....are you going through a writer's block! Seemed to me when I read the first few lines of Arrival. I'm sure you will get over it soon....

Looking forward to your posts....



hotICE September 30, 2008 at 7:34 AM  

congratulations Aria! you deserve every one of them:P

And donn let the block get to u... I wouldn't like to see another Alfi here :P

keep 'em comin!

MAN IN PAINTING September 30, 2008 at 10:34 PM  

i thought it was forgotten..
take your time..
let words come to you..
don't name anything..
beauty doesn't need a name..
take care..
Updated mine

Inconsequential September 30, 2008 at 11:18 PM  
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aria October 1, 2008 at 3:54 AM  

Nash.. thank you :) Me too hoping for the same.. missing my own nonsense.. :D

Rakesh.. yeah.. kind of @ writer's block. Lack of motivation .. and the rest .. but that's just a regular snag.. should be okay sooner than later. thank you. :)

Alfi.. No muse and so I am fused... :( can you help :P thank you. (in advance)

Man in Painting.. I dont forget anything! Whenever I pass tags or awards.. the recipients disappear from my blog ergo I had vowed not to tag anyone.. hehe.. if you know what I mean.. but thank you again for all your kind words.. read your latest. tc

The Wandering Hermit October 2, 2008 at 2:18 AM  

I hope its not a long wait before you arrive where ever you are waiting for yourself...

Chaggoholic.... October 2, 2008 at 10:15 PM  

Hey amazin stuff dear.See u were always made for these.Evn in ur normal post today u hv what it wud hv been a poem deep and engrossin.Waitin for ur arrival....

AshenGlow October 3, 2008 at 4:28 AM  

If i can call it a block... id rather say they are good... i always feel so. Everything needs a holiday...even thinking! :)

And when the creative sap undams, it flows out like it had never before.. and people stand and gape in awe... I always say this to evone.

Only, in your case, we sigh in awe even if you repeat your thoughts... cause everytime you do so, you make us look at them through a new window.. one we could never have imagined looking through, before.
That's what makes your blog so special, aria dear.

Waiting eagerly for another brilliant write up...

goatman October 3, 2008 at 12:17 PM  

Not incomprehensible. I am new to poetry but I have seen enough to realize that words on a page scarcely touch the true feeling which exists in a person. One can only attempt to communicate her deep longings, urges and emotion in the hope that someone else may feel a connection to those things. Poetry has always seemed to me to be intentionally obscure in its attempt to express what is being related. It sort of has to be looked at askance, at an angle, sideways with glancing vision ,with eyes half closed in the attempt to understand.
I for one will look forward to your future words and thank you for looking at mine.

Jim October 4, 2008 at 2:47 AM  

Hi Aria.

Jim October 5, 2008 at 3:49 AM  

Aria, I have recently started rambling on IT and IT management topics - The funniest subject I could think of - but not for my main blog. So I have a new one

Inconsequential October 6, 2008 at 11:53 AM  


Perry Strange October 6, 2008 at 9:23 PM  

you're much braver than me, if you want that summer sun inside you...

... but fall's as a good time as any for lying fallow, hey?

dunno what it's like over there-- but here, I reckon it's just too nice of a season for introspection.

MAN IN PAINTING October 8, 2008 at 6:52 AM  

hai aria
do you like rizhomes..
come and chew some..

shooting star October 12, 2008 at 8:39 AM  

there are times when one doesnt want to qrite...or an avid reader doesnt have the mood to read..
so chill!!

Rhett October 13, 2008 at 8:40 AM  

That was poetry in prose or may I say, prose poem?

I reckon we know one another. Let's see if you share my opinion!

Here, I smugly call my self, Rhett.

d gypsy! October 14, 2008 at 3:15 AM  

:) looking fwd ...

parikrama October 17, 2008 at 12:00 PM  

Congrats ! not for this award but for reaching the milestone in Test Cricket by 'u know who'.

Perhaps, you have already read this article But I just want you to look at the pic of young Sachin. There is something magical about this pic. The absolute perfection in the follow through of the shot, the weight distribution between the front and back foot, the balance.. elbow & head position.. the eyes following the ball.. and the dead straight bat. And all of this , at such young age ! **sigh** How can one not fall in love with this guy ?

I for one couldn't take my eyes off this pic for long long time. I just 'had' to share this with another Sachinophile like you. I felt a sense of sadness aswell, a sense of loss. I guess i don't need to explain.. you would know what I mean.

Chaggoholic.... October 22, 2008 at 2:37 AM  

Hey where hv u disappeared? O many posts of mine gone unnoticed. Plz come soon...

Kunjubi October 24, 2008 at 9:06 AM  

Aria..Century...Award...And what more?? Well! congratulations! i cud spot it only today, being away from the behemoth track of blogs.. And I am proud, my anticipations proved complete. YOU ARE AN INSPIRATION TO EVERYONE. Cheers.. kunjubi

MAN IN PAINTING November 1, 2008 at 6:36 AM  

where are you?

observer_me November 6, 2008 at 4:20 PM  

Waves....thats what it it life or call it destiny...but it is nothing but waves...

hotICE November 6, 2008 at 11:26 PM  

wher are you Aria>???? I hate it when ppl follow my footsteps :P

Quackster November 11, 2008 at 11:42 PM  

Congrats indeed

Anonymous November 15, 2008 at 7:34 AM  

hey aria... wher u disappeared to?? ;)

come back soon...!! :)

ps: visit my blog's 100th post celebration when u return...!! have a quatrain for u...!! :)

Perry Strange November 15, 2008 at 3:53 PM  


... Aria?

... come back?

Inconsequential November 22, 2008 at 7:24 PM  

The song has been sung?

that single voice falls silent,
quivering echo of what was lingers
drawing eyes and mind back
and ears strain 'till deaf...

~ ~ ~

Good health where ever, whatever...etc

Sashu... November 23, 2008 at 12:52 AM

surprise gift for you aria!! :)

Alok November 28, 2008 at 7:27 PM  

you cannot now beat my record ... its 5 months since i last posted and still going strong :)

i m craving for my own incomprehensible verse and the sudden rush of adrenaline ...


Casperbaba December 11, 2008 at 6:24 AM  

A very warm hello to my favorite poetess!! :)
what deserved is always recieved my dear. :)

for the ending lines:
I can see you there! I m closeby :)

Rakesh Vanamali December 11, 2008 at 10:39 PM  

Aria -

Your have been awarded!

Many Congratulations!



dinkan December 13, 2008 at 7:28 PM  

followed your trail and reached too not written a single word for a long time

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