This work is a subtle combination of realism and imagination, a little different in style and substance although words flowed out like a torrential flood, purely as an outsider and observer of action packed events, it does have some autobiographical element. It was written in the late 90’s and early 2000 plus. They are still scattered in my academic debris. As and when they are unearthed, they will appear under silent soliloquy.
The underlying current, running through all poems/ poetic prose /free verses is merely sadness- and cumulative summation of the unhappy experiences of many in their workplace. They just echo the suffering of labor all around the world and thus give voice and expression to those suffering deep down in the heart and mind, for no fault of theirs, in their work places.
With an element of humor, anger and satire, the issues are being dealt with; as they will always remain long after these have been read; they will remind world audience that labor will have to assert their right to get legitimate economic and social space .Both emotions and intelligence – the latter largely defined by my little knowledge of Economics go hand in hand in articulating with anguished anger and inexplicable sadness a la Abraham Lincoln’s variety. There may not be any continuous or coherent theme.It is just a meditation on work and work place.
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