Summary of grass by jayanta mahapatra
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There is a door in the heart of man which never opens. Or if it does sometimes, we are not aware of it. When it does, it goes on to reveal another world — a world where time falls away, and space opens up; perhaps the self fills with vastness and light. When one is a child, and the darkness of the world is real and tangible around him, perhaps he catches a glimpse of the opening of that door, and stares outward, blind. Lifted by an invisible gleam of light, the child is felt by it and lightened, as the instant carries him away to a place he had not known before, into a realm of freedom.
As a boy I remember one of those simple pleasures that seemed to provide me with a new beginning or give a new meaning to my days. This was when I would let my feet hang still in the waters of a flowing stream and feel the water flow past past me. Or, climbing up the old mango tree, lying on a low branch, I appeared to be in another world, perhaps giving me a glimpse of the world inside of me...... But it was not merely the sweep of the water that I felt then that gave me the pleasure I am speaking of now; it was something else perhaps, something I was not conscious of at that time, something that had its roots in what I wanted to do and then did without any thought of the world that stood beside me, without being aware of the grass and the earth, and perhaps of the stars that swung pleasantly across the skies. What do I remember now of this simple moment of the past? What is it that sticks in my mind today? Did I have the slightest idea what it might be, not knowing for sure whether I was searching for something, or was I trying to get away from it all?
Today, years and years later, I have come to realise that this simple pleasure that could make me feel strange and sad and light at the same time was something I can call freedom. And in this ‘freedom’ rested the beginnings of faith, of an inexplicable lightness which was like the spreading glow from a lamp, moving away, carrying one away, as it were, from everything else, something which fails to measure the expanse of one’s life. For me, today, a good poem probably does just that.
Summary of Grass by Jayanta Mahapatra:
The poet Jayanta Mahapatra was born in Orissa and was a physicist who later started writing poems. The Glass Flower is one of his most famous poems which has inspired many eastern Indian writers to write. His poetry generally moves around metaphysics, symbols and imagery. In this poem also the poet has used the Grass as a symbol of lost childhood and those small moments which we never paid attention to. The poet lies down on the ground when thinking about his childhood and the solace that he receives from it makes him emotional. He wants to go back to his childhood and to relive those moments.
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