Samuel has an interesting thought about prose poetry here – A prose poem is a piece that appears to be prose – with no line breaks or verses – but which reads as if it were poetry. Prose poetry pieces maintain poetic qualities and utilize poetic techniques – such as symbolism, imagery, alliteration, rhyme. Here, I write about my country, my nation – India and try to find some simple answers. I am sharing a video that I made sometime back – to go with my poem and probably give my readers an idea why I wrote this.

I have seen frost outside my window, sometimes rain for days, sometimes heat wave knocking on the glass. Sometimes a roaring ocean, sometimes a peaceful spring, sometimes the silence of forest or cacophonies of a city – I have seen it all.
Have you, now?
Yes – all you have to do is take a train.
A train – why?
A train will give you a feel of the real vastness of the nation – an ethereal network of people, a train will take you on – a journey among them – their lives, their language, their rituals, their contentment, their festivals and their predicament. Every tiny little trait that makes them individuals, that makes their world.
All that you can read in a book, can you not?
There is no one book that tells the entire story. It can’t. A book of life it would be – if one could ever write it. All we can do is read – at least part of it, as much as we can. Unless we know people, how can we stand up for them?
What are you after?
Truth – beauty – truth.
Isn’t truth ugly – Opulent and grandiose? Isn’t that a country where animus rules?
Nothing is ugly – aghast; sad – yes. Then a nation is people. It lives through us. If I can live a day making it a better place, then I live my destiny. If I live mine, am sure will inspire others to live theirs. If we all live up to our destiny, we leave a better tomorrow for all.
Wasn’t that the idea, always?

Photo Credits: Reetam Banerjee

* Floccinaucinihilipilification – Longest unchallenged non-technical word in English, stands for “The act or habit of describing or regarding something as unimportant”, in this case the importance of understanding people.

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21 thoughts on “Floccinaucinihilipilification

  1. I agree that no one book can tell the entire story. To me this also means that we need to have many different perspectives to find the real truth. And sometimes there are as many truths are there are books. Smiles!

  2. leaving a better tomorrow for all…yes… and i agree…we can read about places – people can tell us about places but it is so different to really see with own eyes, meet the people, talk to them…gives us a totally different picture

  3. We always live by hope..for a better tomorrow. :-)..well expressed..

    N.B. I first came to know about this longest word in Satyajit Ray’s story.. golpoTaar nam jodur mone poRchhe ‘ Atithi’.. kawto chhoTo chhilam..nostalgic hoye gelaam word Ta dekhe..thanks for using the word ..

  4. that is a good destiny, to make it a better place…and living it is far better than a book, though i love my books….smiles….in meeting people and knowing them truly knowing them and their stories we make a connection that allows us to stand up for them….cool piece…

  5. Books do not tell the whole story but sometimes someone will write a page that contributes to the story more effectively. And I agree that taking the train can be a real experience.

  6. The impressions we get from our own life mingling with what we meet. A book is always read through the filter of our own experience. The trick good authors do is to use “common experience” so complex emotions can be understood in just a few words. I think your thought expands well beyond the words you write… Hence contradicting itself in some small ways.

  7. i am so sad that i never really had the opportunity to take a train..
    but a bus..YES a greyhound bus..has driven me in to similar areas..
    of enlightenment too..
    The people met..in my younger years..traveling miles to visit my
    ‘estranged’ dad..
    were wonderfully new..for a boy from a back wards town..
    But yes it is so true..
    The full heart and soul of the common man..
    and the true heart and soul of the landscape toO.. as so..
    Must be addressed fully in person..
    to appreciate the FULL NOW
    THAT IS..
    i think..:)2

    • Abhra, seeing your posts in general and this in particular I recognize you as a true patriot with immense love for our country.Thank you also for introducing me to the concept of prose poetry which I was not aware of. Best wishes

  8. Interesting to use dialogue as poem – and well done, you! I agree with your premise and admire the counterpoint of a world explored with the word meaning to find things useless. Clever, that as is the entire piece. Kudos!

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  10. What you say, is that experience stands above knowledge, that is that justice stands above truth. I believe it might be seen the other way around. I believe knowing the facts about the cobra is better than learning it’s power, and I believe bliss comes before happiness. In a Christian perspective, this is an interesting question, thinking of The Son’s relation to The Father, that is (the) justice’s relation to (the) truth. The interesting question is, should truth be justified?

    I find your video very nice. Beautiful photographs, and nice work with the show.

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