For some reason, all his ganas, instead of dancing in hilarity, covered with the ashes of corpses, are cowering behind him to avoid the curse of the living.
They are frightened of those who are still alive, whose dead bodies and cremated ashes they will cover themselves with and dance and jump the dance of death, intoxicated by cannabis.
In the Old Testament, Jacob dreamed of a ladder to heaven, with angels walking up and down it. God spoke to Jacob in the dream, promising him the land on which he slept, for him and his descendants.
Jacob's Ladder is also one of the configurations which can be made with Cat's Cradle, a string game.
When Ganesha laughs, the world laughs; just as when Shiva dances his cosmic dance of knowledge and bliss, the universe and all living beings in it dance. Even dance dances.
Chaand Ek Bevaa Ki Chuudi Kii Tarah Toota Hua Har Sitaara Besahaara Soch Men Dooba Hua Gham Ke Baadal, Ik Janaaze Ki Tarah Thahare Hue Sisakiyon Ke Saaz Par Kaheta Hai Dil Rota Hua
The moon is like a widow's bangle, broken
Every star, without a companion, lost in sorrow
The clouds of sadness, halting like a funeral procession
Accompanied by sobs, the heart says, crying
Koi Nahin Mera Is Duniya Men, Aashiyaan Barbaad Hai Aansu Bhari Mujhe Qismat Mili Hai Zindagi Naashaad Hai
There Is No One In This World To Call Mine, The Nest Is Ruined
My Destiny Is Filled With Tears, My Life With Sorrow
Jaa Hava Tu Rasta Le Apna Qismat Hai Meri Ji Ke Tadapana) \-2 Aayi Hai Mere Gham Pe Javaani Roti Hui Ik Yaad Hai Koi Nahin Mera.....................
Get On Your Way, Wind! My Fate Is To Live In Suffering
My Youth Is A Weeping Memory In My Sadness
Sukh Chuke Hain Aankhon Ke Jharane Loot Liya Hamen Daagh-E-Jigar Ne Phool Nahin Ye Zakhm Khile Hain\-2 Aasamaan Saiyyaad Hai\-2 Koi Nahin Mera................
The Flood In My Eyes Has Dried Up, The Wound In My Heart Has Ruined Me
These Are Not Flowers But Wounds, The Skies Are Slinging Arrows
(Mausam Dukhon Ka Sar Par Hai Chaaya Mujh Se Juda Hai Khud Mera Saaya) \-2 Ham Hain Akele Gham Ke Hain Mele Ruuh Ki Fariyaad Hai Koi Nahin Mera..................
The mood is of sorrows, a shadow over my head, even my own shadow has left me
I am all alone, it is a festival of heartache, and a lament of my soul
There is no one in this world to call mine, the nest is ruined
Indian goddesses are usually depicted with two demi /child gods seated on their laps. When I saw this grasshopper, I bent myself till I replicated this image of Indian mother-goddess, and then took the picture. Apparently the insect cooperated, with or without understanding of what was going on. I then put it on a plant before it could become Christmas brunch for a lizard, in its entirety, babies and all.
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(From Wikipedia)
In popular culture
Aesop (620–560 BC), a slave and story-teller who lived in Ancient Greece, told a tale called The Ant and the Grasshopper. In this tale, the ant worked hard preparing his shelter and stores of food all summer, while the grasshopper played. When winter came, the ant was prepared, but the grasshopper has no shelter or food. He begs to enter the ant's house, but the ant refuses and the grasshopper starves.
As a result of the popularity of Aesop's fable in Western culture, various other human weaknesses besides improvidence began to be identified with the grasshopper's behaviour. So an unfaithful woman (hopping from man to man) became known as 'a grasshopper'. Portrayal of such women occurs for example in Poprygunya, a short story written in 1892 by Anton Chekhov, and in Jerry Paris' 1969 film "The Grasshopper".
Those who are unable to keep a single subject in focus but keep bringing in inappropriate associations (hopping from one thing to another) are said to have 'a grasshopper mind'.
Partly as a result of this, 'grasshopper' has lately come to refer to a person who has much to learn. Its use originated from the television show Kung Fu (1972–1975). Caine, the young student, portrayed by Radames Pera, is receiving instruction from his Master Po (portrayed by Keye Luke) who nicknames his student "Grasshopper" as a term of endearment.
The subject of the child bride must be part of almost all human cultures, manifesting itself in different forms, like, at best, marriage; at worst kidnapping, molestation, rape, purchase, prostitution, enslavement, etc.
In India, while myriads of writers have dealt with the subject, Sarat Chandra Chattopadhya, arguably one of the best writers of prose of whom India, and particularly Bengal, are proud, wrote most movingly on the subject, to emancipate the girl child as well as women.
There have been countless books on the subject. The ones that have been filmed in India have, among them, one which recurs again and again because of its name, Balika Bodhu (English: Child Bride), written by Bimal Kar, who received the Sahitya Akademi award, India's highest award for literature, in 1975.
In reality, the premium on virginity or on very young females continues to fascinate the so-called virility and sexual dominance of men throughout the world, whether through marriage or without it.
Indeed, human sexuality, at best, is the most unfair among all living creatures. At worst, it is 'inhuman'. Apart from Men being the main benefactors, in a lighter vein, the second biggest beneficiary is the profession of psychiatry.
My picture is a contrast to what I have written about, because of the tranquility and joy of anticipation in the eyes of the subject.
Pardon me if I have been unfair to the fair or unfair.
I shaped the thread, which had fallen on the carpet, until I saw a mother with many wombs, dancing against a starry sky. Some of the wombs carried seeds of joy; some, the doubts and tribulations of the female child. I tried to depict celebration and fear of degradation at the same time, and created a dance pose inspired by Martha Graham:
Yin yang is a concept in Chinese philosophy, according to which the universe is made up of complementary pairs which may roughly correspond to passive / dynamic, female / male, light / dark, etc. They are opposite, but not opposites. Each one enhances the other.
The typical symbol of yin yang:
shows that each part contains elements of the other.
The explanation is not to be supposed to reflect the beliefs of this writer.
remaining unanswered
prevaricated
perverted
or exhumed
from muddled piles
of ignorance
before the seeking life
is extinguished
and then
another dawn
on and on
off
My reply:
The picture is a conglomeration of complexity, arousing a multiplicity of emotions, thoughts, anxieties, even fear, that the simplicity of its being gold by virtue of being old, is not contextual.