CENTRAL PARALYSIS

An old verse with immediate appeal.

There is no centre left now
Only peripheries and Margins
Yet we try to draw the circle
Can it be possible- circle sans centre.
We are always eager to break
The ties. We, the centrifugals
Seeking ever to move away
From family, country, duty, beauty.
And take pride; feel free.
In the name of freedom
We’ve broken ourselves too
Now our parts more valuable
Than our whole.
With this gulf- wide and deep
Can you connect anything?
Yes ……yes Why not!
I can connect one thing
Nothing with Nothing.
You shut up! The Eliotian rag!
Here are we and here is the Time
Now with the fall of the centre
Things could fit anywhere- left, right, up, down.
I can now connect anything with anything.
Yes That’s right.
If won’t believe, then look here: -
How the head has come down on the waist
And belly over that head. Just see it: -
How beautiful an achievement!
We call this “Modern Painting”.
Take one human’s ear, one goat’s
One fox’s eye, one of owl’s
Now mix them up a few times
Then look-
Here the image of “Modern Man”
Sample-02
Just take plain-white-paper
And sprinkle the ink
After a while stop and think
Isn’t the Modern Man about to sink?