Sunday, 31 May 2015

The Land that lives... A tribute to Gabriel Garcia Marquez and his Macondo


Macondo, a land founded by the Buendias, who lived, died and died again, sometimes for a cause and sometimes for the illusion of grandeur. It was a land that once prosperous but fated to be buried under the canopy of dried mud for, the plague of incest and war was more than it could handle. Despite that, Macondo produced sons who exhibited valor and died for it; it produced men for whom the land meant everything; it made warriors out of women, without whom the strange town would have collapsed before the 100 years.

Yes it was only a town that faced and survived the plague of insomnia. It was merely a town that stood even after being ravaged by the biggest war that left nothing for its inmates except the land itself. It stood the test of time, holding on to the last threads till its creator, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, finally gave Macondo the peace it deserved.

Marquez created Macondo, which carried the echoes of the war and pain of the living-dead. He brought alive the world that was barely acknowledged yet plundered. He immortalized Macondo, a tribute to the land that gave him home and made him.

The man died but Macondo continues to live, as a memory to some and as the fallen legend to many!

Friday, 29 May 2015

Banality of everyday life


It is nice to sit in the patio and do nothing expect dream and reminisce about the past.

The rare breeze eases you from the entanglements of the present and on to the land of never return where time stands still and the clock never strikes twelve; a place where a magic never ceases. In the company of the fanciful and dreamy, you will live the life you dreamt of. Happiness and joy that elude you in reality will be a constant companion at least in those moments though ephemeral. It makes you wish if only those moments were longer, more real.


But this very banality of the real world, harsher, colder and much more complex than the dream pulls the reluctant self back into the abyss. You keep living in the chasm and never to be got out.