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Orator

When the orator sees a mike
Words rush out like a torrent.
He’s a good juggler of words.

Juggled words are like
                water drops falling in sunlight;
They have hues indeterminate
                and they dazzle.
I have learnt
                that words can create reality.
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  1. UnknownOctober 8, 2014 at 12:07 PM

    Really nice especially words can create reality. I am watching house of cards and can do relate this to Kevin spacey's role.

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  2. MeenalSonalOctober 8, 2014 at 1:01 PM

    Orator is like magician which can take in you in different world. Good post.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalOctober 8, 2014 at 7:43 PM

      There are two kinds of orators: 1. people become frenzied after listening to this type. People can kill, set anybody or anything on fire. 2. People meditate. Here I'm presenting an orator who is a magician. You are right. But his magic may not work long. Pakistan is giving him a tough time. China may be behind it all.

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  3. Gowthama RajaveluOctober 8, 2014 at 2:51 PM

    Love the way you arranged it Tomichan (Mike, words rushes out, juggle, water drops....). Simply superb. Really enjoyed reading it.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalOctober 8, 2014 at 7:44 PM

      Actually I'm not a poet, Gowthama. I'm a fool who tries to weave the weft and warp of what politicians leave us fools.

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  4. Roohi BhatnagarOctober 8, 2014 at 3:08 PM

    I can see for whom you have written this :) Hope and pray this reality is no illusion for juggling words without substance is nothing more than a fiction.. Nice lines, indeed..

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalOctober 8, 2014 at 7:47 PM

      I know you understand, Roohi. Words carry meaning only when they come from the heart. Politics cannot have heart. That's why I'm fascinated by the Mahabharata and I have written two stories already based on it. Last two stories of mine in the blog. This orator-hero of the poem made me look at the epic once again. I'm afraid he won't take us far. He blamed his predecessor as deaf and dumb, as a puppet, when the latter failed to act impulsively or talk eloquently whenever there were provocations at the border. What is our hero doing now?

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    2. Roohi BhatnagarOctober 8, 2014 at 8:40 PM

      Hmm.. I read those stories and loved your narration.. I m no fan of him either but I would not comment at this point. Its too early. He has proved that he is not mute like his predecessor. But whether his words carry weight or are shallow will be best told by his 5 year tenure. This is just first year :) I sincerely pray and hope that he will walk all his talks as we as a nation needs a leader with steel spine after so many years of independence and under development..

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  5. Datta GhoshOctober 8, 2014 at 3:46 PM

    loved the imagery of water drops falling in sunlight.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalOctober 8, 2014 at 7:48 PM

      We are now living through both, Datta: moist sunlight.

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  6. Indian SatireOctober 8, 2014 at 10:05 PM

    I am waiting for the orator to be unmasked - Balu

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalOctober 8, 2014 at 10:33 PM

      Masks will fall one day, Balu. No doubt about it. Even the Tamils' Amma couldn't sustain her mask! Bihar's Lalu couldn't. Bengal's Left couldn't. Now Bengal's grassroots mother with Mother Teresa sari as a shielding mask for her entire body also won't manage...

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  7. UnknownOctober 8, 2014 at 10:55 PM

    Oh yes, they do create reality.They create magic as well. Your words are powerful too.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalOctober 9, 2014 at 11:33 AM

      So, Namrata, are you saying I have no right to poke at the Orator since I am also a kind of orator? :) Just kidding :)

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  8. Tomichan MatheikalOctober 9, 2014 at 11:34 AM

    Of course, how one uses the words, that's important.

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  9. PriyashiOctober 9, 2014 at 12:38 PM

    Oh thats absolutely true,words can create reality.

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  10. ManiparnaOctober 9, 2014 at 1:55 PM

    Words really have great power...they can create both magic and misery... nicely penned Sir... :-)

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalOctober 10, 2014 at 11:43 AM

      Both magic and misery - yes, Maniparna, words have the potential for both...

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  11. Vinay Leo R.October 10, 2014 at 12:21 AM

    Beautiful :) Yes, I have learnt that too. Reality or fantasy, mundane or magic... words have that capacity to create. Loved this!

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