Saturday, July 14, 2007

മീറ്റര്‍ ഗേജ്: ആര്യങ്കാവ്




4 comments:

അപ്പു said...

നൊസ്റ്റാള്‍ജിയ..... സൂപ്പര്‍!!

abdul said...
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abdul said...

I always marvel at the sheer deapth of feelings anything and everything associated with 'train' evoke. The hours i used to spend waiting for the late night trains in a station, on college vacations...I found these lines by Neruda..He might have felt something akin to what we feel. See how he fuses two of the most nostalgic of poetic images:rain and train! But then he was a poet who could create potry out of what totally 'unpoetic'.


Tell me, is the rose naked
or is that her only dress?

Why do trees conceal
the splendor of their roots?

Who hears the regrets
of the thieving automobile?

Is there anything in the world sadder
than a train standing in the rain?

Neruda,Book of questions.

Thanks for evoking nostalgia.

Kala said...

അപ്പു :-)
അബ്ദുല്‍, തീവണ്ടിയ്ക്ക് എന്തൊക്കെയോ പ്രത്യേകതകളുണ്ടെന്ന് മാത്രം അറിയാം...