Bhaskar Roy Barman

Thy Name – Brooks Haxton

Thy Name – Brooks Haxton

My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? I will declare thy name unto my brethren.… Psalm 102 OK. Let’s not call what ditched us God: ghu, the root in Sanskrit, means not God, but only the calling thereupon. Let’s call God Fun. In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was Fun. Fun created man i... »

ASSIGNMENT – Bhaskar Roy Barman

ASSIGNMENT – Bhaskar Roy Barman

So much obsessed with a piece of work devolved upon me and fed up with it, I felt as if I were waving my hand at a shadowgraph to walk a bit slow to have me catch up with it. Hard at work, I got habituated to the scampering of mice in the holes scattered around the walls, though. I found myself visu... »

DROPS OF A STREAM – Bhaskar Roy Barman

DROPS OF A STREAM – Bhaskar Roy Barman

As does the Great River on to the sea and back to the matted hair of Lord Shiva, on flows the life-stream adorned with ornaments, as is a newly-wed couple. Following on the footprints of the Great River that leaves nonchalantly behind a good many water-drops evaporating midway through and mingling w... »

JIMMY – Bhaskar Roy Barman

JIMMY – Bhaskar Roy Barman

( A Poem in Remembrance) Bhaskar Roy Barman Jimmy, a black, snub-nosed bitch, a jaw shoved out, your eyes throwing forward a wrinkled reproachful look, your fur so brindled as to give one to understand you were not pure, receded into oblivion. Suddenly you intruded into our memory when we were obser... »

PROMISE – Bhaskar Roy Barman

PROMISE – Bhaskar Roy Barman

The scene lacked for the manifestation characteristic of a scene. though the scene was promised a revealing a plethora of manifestations that remained over. In other scenes manifestations reveal themselves of necessity when called for. No messenger from on high did descend to bestow upon it an affla... »

THE ALIEN THOUDEA – Bhaskar Roy Barman

THE ALIEN THOUDEA – Bhaskar Roy Barman

He knew for sure he was going to succumb to the eminence grise of an alien thoudea he dreaded; alien to him was its import, though he felt its mumming effect in the fibre of his being . The truth to tell, the unsavoured taste of the thoudea masterminded his musings over its effect and made him feel ... »

THE AMARANTH – Bhaskar Roy Barman

THE AMARANTH – Bhaskar Roy Barman

The kaleidoscope stood befrilled with splendour; no messenger from on high did descend to hand it blessings, though. The rassling trees coruscated in an interplay of light and dark, the sun dipping down the western horizon . Exuding a unisonant desire to search for the amaranth, a group of youths we... »

THE MAGIC WAND – Bhaskar Roy Barman

THE MAGIC WAND – Bhaskar Roy Barman

Once in my childhood I watched mesmerized a magician magic everything away from before my eyes and thought he had descended, endowed with supernatural power, from a fairyland where illusions reigned supreme to transport us into the world of illusions. I got thrilled at the flying of a pigeon away fr... »

THE TABLE IN A RESTAURANT – Bhaskar Roy Barman

THE TABLE IN A RESTAURANT – Bhaskar Roy Barman

The moment I close my eyes in meditation on the unfathomable I visualize golden fleeces of cloud perambulating the skies and old faces peering down through the fleeces, their faces writhed into a semblance of smile. With them I used to sit at a table in a restaurant by the window overlooking a garde... »

TWO LOVERS – Bhaskar Roy Barman

TWO LOVERS – Bhaskar Roy Barman

Once on an evening in a desolate place far from the madding crowds eternal strife I stood closeted with the eve-beauty manifested around the place, exposing myself to the eerie and stifling air and trying to attune my ears to the bacchanalian fits of silence dancing in moonlight. My eyes darted ove... »

 A break In The Rhythm Of Life – Bhaskar Roy Barman

 A break In The Rhythm Of Life – Bhaskar Roy Barman

Bhaskar Roy Barman When the world itself looked exhausted, revolving round the sun; when a bumble-bee sounded tired of humming round a ternate leaf; when a few fishermen were venting their rage on their net -they looked fed up of mending their net off and on – and when the fish were leaping an... »