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Author: Tenneti Venkateswara Rao
Pages: 88
Year of Publication: 2010
Price: HB Rs 150, FB Rs 100
HB 978-81-8157-973-7 (9788181579737)
FB 978-81-8157-974-4 (9788181579744)

About the Author:
Tenneti Venkateswara Rao is from Andhra Pradesh. He received his Ph.D. in Physics from the Indian Institute of Technology (IIT), Delhi. He held academic positions in south India and Delhi before emigrating to the United States. At present, he works in the area of Applied Physics and allied technologies. Dr. Rao is an active blogger and writes about south Indian classical music, Telugu songs, Indian traditions and poetry. Some of his poems and lyrics have been published on the internet under the pseudonym, “Atri”. Several of his original song recordings are available on YouTube (in the “gosthajammi” channel). He has been living in New York with his family since 1984.


A Resplendent Evening

I had my blue slippers on
And went for an evening stroll
There it was – the resplendent sunset
In the distant downhill
The orange peachy colours with streaking rays
Was it some Rayleigh or Mie scattering?
For the sun (or the earth), the work was done for the day
Yet, the man’s work is never over
Neither in a day nor in life

This strange vacant desolate feeling
This subdued almost mute heart
Earlier these floating swan-like clouds,
These cotton field puffed seeds
They would almost transport me to the imaginary
Kailas, some exotic divine land
Now, know not why?
Has the imagination lake dried up?
Is the heart tired of its constant ebb and flow?
Has hope become a distant mirage?
Is life a mere balance sheet?

The flickering (yes, I know you do not flicker)
Blue stars seem happy, content
Seem to say: “We do not remember the pain of violent birth
Nor are we afraid of the distant turbulent end
How can we be concerned with our past or future?
Barely we comprehend complexities of femtoseconds
Perhaps, we started in vacuum, dark matter, or blackhole
May journey into a white dwarf
Just busy living on the edges of fringes of
Delta t or outside time
In the ever renewing life
In the company of loving astral bodies”

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