One thing is absolutely clear that this book had been written in very much free time,heavily garlanded with poetry that makes me very jealous of writer simply because I love to feel time.The sluggish pace of story revealed that fragility of bachelor’s club members in keeping the vow of celibacy life long.
The frequent poetry and in between all Rasik Dada(big brother) ,non member of club emerged as the carrier to move story making fun via taking advantage of his age factor,romantic sense and this all got supported by poetry & nature.Although I was feeling that it is getting bit stretchy,but turned this to make rounds of tea/coffee.I would do little more leaking of story, how two new characters admission to Kumar Sabha Nirmala & Abalakanta put pressure on other members via their devotion towards taken social cause task.
In the last 30 pages,story picked the pace welcomed by Aksh again with his all time round joking habit and no doubt rasik dada’s timely comedy interruptions played key role to open doors for all the characters(friends and family) come together under one roof to witness different emotional stage guilty,realisation,happiness.
The last line for Kumar Sabha members ” Don’t expect you will be spared later” gave the last dose of laughter.
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Chirakumar Sabha: The Bachelor’s Club: A Comedy in Five Acts
This time, I am attaching a short video clip from Sarabhai Vs Sarabhai(old version),as there is no media clip related to it ,but this book reminds of this family comedy I used to watch a lot.
What I can say,I never knew that one day I would be able to sketch Krishna,my drawing was very average in school time and then after school never tried it.
Feel blessed upon mercy of Krishna.
Tears are wet but tending to stop as well saying quietly fear always take back seat comparison to acceptance.
Eyes will keeping storing all types of memories but allow heart to open only cherished moments only.
World will enjoy serveral attempts asking to build,keeping proving,learn to be happy as well but the natrually happy soul never require to do so in abode.
One day when soul will tend to wrap up everything to begin the journey.
That day when all tears and memories will come under one roof in one colour,will not even whisper allowing soul to be the only speaker.
Every moment will be an excuse to laugh, no more wishes to seek heaven in any time frame to last.
If I hold myself then only I can walk.
If I listen then only I can laugh.
If I empty then only new memories can be welcomed.
If I forgive then only love can get more chance to happen.
There is a little author in me.
Quietly gives answers to all the questions I feel.Fills me with all the excitement splendid with colors regardless of the situations.Loving yourself and little hard work is the only rule to play then only author can speak out in full way.
Characters are laughing,playing, becoming nosier to grab attention but also singing happily in arms of the story willing to dance on my mind tunes already, ready to learn the world through me because there is a little author in me.
There is a little author in me.
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Oh my mind you know that you are stable and restful when you are in service of your lord.You are not lost or wandering around,seeking pleasure by serverals hopes in or around.
Hey Shri Hari you are past, present and future so why to worry about something to or not to happen. Worldly desires exhaust in front of you, as love can only define you.
Hey Hari forgive me for not seeing mercy of your lotus feet,not soaked in tears which soul always wanted to shed from years,elevating to pure blissfulness.
I have no idea why I am so addicted to think more and more about you.
Free from past, present and future thoughts, love is now the only demand.
Can’t claim equivalent to gopis who forgot dry eyes as Krishna was the only hope of life. Oh Vrindavan, I see myself far behind promising that I belong to you,so forgive me for all the inaction towards you, cover me in your dust to serve allowing me to shower you with flowers of my tears.
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