tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77631867844065744012024-03-11T13:15:10.676+05:30English LiteratureBased on different sources from Magazines or NewspapersKashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.comBlogger784125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-69895137651043619262022-03-22T16:49:00.001+05:302022-09-12T08:32:51.817+05:30Ecofeminism and Poscolonialism 1. Postcolonial literature often addresses the problems and consequences of thedecolonization of a country, especially questions relating to the political and culturalindependence of formerly subjugated people, and themes such as racialism andcolonialism. A range of literary theories has evolved around the subject. It addresses therole of literature in perpetuating and challenging what Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-66225826411150387632022-03-21T15:16:00.001+05:302022-03-21T15:16:08.634+05:30Anglo Normans Anglo Normans is the age that laid the foundation of literature that is used by the later writers. The Bible was translated during this period and several reforming movements also started in the era of Anglo Normans.Here is a video about the period.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T_pOGUgjWSkRegardsDeepakKashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-60395849417942620552022-03-17T17:06:00.009+05:302022-03-17T17:08:41.466+05:30Geetanjali Shree's "Tomb of Sand"Geetanjali Shree's Tomb of Sand is one of that historical and groundbreaking novel that is nomnated for the Booker Prize for the year 2022. It is first of its type: a novel first published in Hindi and then translated into English. Thus it is one of those rare and also the first Hindi novel to achieve this fame. My review of the novel is as followshttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-47041299231327205452022-03-13T21:06:00.006+05:302022-03-13T21:06:55.637+05:30Rains and Rites: MahapatraBy Bijay Kant Dubey A Rain of Rites by Jayanta Mahapatra opening with the first poem named Dawn and continues on with the poems, as thus, Village, Old Places, These Women, A Missing Person, Samsara, Five Indian Songs, A Rain of Rites, A Rain, The Exile, Listening, Summer, Ceremony, Main Temple Street, Puri, The Whorehouse in a Calcutta Street, The Sentence, A Twilight Poem, AppearancesKashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-85848174917778338702022-03-09T10:09:00.005+05:302022-03-09T10:09:37.456+05:30 World History (Going After Ukraine)By Bijay Kant DubeyThe pages of world historyAre smeared and smudged with bloodstainsAnd it is but a study in warfare and invasion,Bloodshed, violence and annexationAnd Ukraine can be no exception to that. They Will Finish It Ukraine I am but sure of,They will not let it liveIf this could be the bombardment and hostility towards,Can they not discern it warmongering tendency?Can Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-43755805380492246722022-02-28T17:38:00.004+05:302022-02-28T17:38:21.631+05:30Dayachand MaynaDayachand Mayna is one of the most robbed poet of Haryana. Several of his poems are stolen by several editors and later published in the books of other poets, i.e., Meharsingh.The below article is perhaps first attempt&Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-74578890677654475602022-02-10T21:24:00.002+05:302022-02-10T21:24:24.070+05:30Poetry of Humanity: How To Write It?By: Bijay Kant DubeyIn a world today, where a lot has taken place, a lot has changed, how to write poetry of humanity sometimes engages us as and when we think about or sit to write, taking poetry as world matter, humanistic concern, ecological issue, existential search, age-wise zeitgist, holistic healing, meditational solace, sensational stuff, text messaging, photographic reflection, Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-36343188057896369842022-02-07T17:15:00.006+05:302022-02-07T17:18:59.654+05:30Most Ignored Facts Between 1879 to 1837 The period between 1879 to 1837 is most crucial for the students of English Literature. The value of this period can be judged by the fact that at least 5 questions are expected from section, if examined from UGC-NET perspective.While preparing for exam, students ignored several of important points. They focus more on popular facts and left some less popular topic untouched.in theKashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-81104740826590227152022-02-04T20:26:00.000+05:302022-02-04T20:26:00.199+05:30Nissim Ezekiel: Bijay Kant Dubey I took her to a cinema, we sawThe lovers kiss, we saw the jealous manWith subtle comradeship upset their planAnd how their love compelled him to withdraw.----Nissim Ezekiel in the poem ‘An Affair’ from A Time To Change collection(Nissim Ezekiel, Collected Poems, Oxford University Press, New Delhi, Third impression, 2007, p. 11)Between the acts of wedded loveA quieter passion flows,Which Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-82682321361529398292022-01-28T20:19:00.002+05:302022-01-28T20:21:24.813+05:30Meru: WB YeatsBy: Bijay Kant Dubey
Civilisation is hooped together, broughtUnder a rule, under the semblance of
peaceBy manifold illusion; but man’s life is
thought,And he, despite his terror, cannot ceaseRavening through century after century,Ravening, raging, and uprooting that he
may comeInto the desolation of reality:Egypt and Greece, good-bye, and
good-bye, Rome!
Hermits upon Mount Meru or EverestKashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-78973121870648632142022-01-20T17:23:00.004+05:302022-01-28T20:22:25.078+05:30Romantic Age for UGC-NETSubscribe to our YOUTUBE Channel [LINK]Romantic Age is most important age from the UGC NET prespective. At least, five questions are expected from it. The period which start with the French Revolution (1789) or the publication of Lyrical Ballads (1798) is known as the romantic movement—which Victor Hugo calls “liberalism in literature”—is simply the expression of life as seen by Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-88909589896055836992022-01-19T16:08:00.008+05:302022-01-28T20:22:55.055+05:30AM Klien's "Indian Reservation: Caughnawaga" AM Klien's "Indian Reservation Caughnawaga" is a poem that criticised the modernity and colonial mindset of White. It emphasis on losing culture of tribles. There are several things which this poem has to critise the colonial power.Click on the video below [LINK]https://youtu.be/m86LOwJumgcKashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-77299567319222887792022-01-18T23:26:00.004+05:302022-01-28T20:23:37.108+05:30YouTube ChannelYouTubeI have started a YouTube Channel for the lovers of English Literature.The aim of channel is prepare students for UGC-NET English and also for the PhD English entrance exam(s).Kindly join by clicking the link [LINK] or click belowhttps://youtube.com/channel/UCLascoKCr3QVMop5_T07LhAThere are some Vidoes on UGC-NET, English LiteratureBasic Books for UGC-NET English, Part 1 [LINK]How to Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-28711911217216622142022-01-17T19:11:00.002+05:302022-01-28T20:25:58.216+05:30Bijay Kant Dubey: The Poet as a Faded Romantic and his poetryThe Poet as a Faded Romantic and his poetry − A Study in Faded Romanticism“But residues of meaning still remain,As darkest myths meander through the painTowards a final formula of light.I, too, reject that clarity of sight:What cannot be explained, do not explain.The mundane language of the senses singsIts own interpretations. Common thingsBecome, by virtue of their commonness,An argument againstKashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-83533304705859792262021-08-11T22:01:00.009+05:302021-08-11T22:01:57.708+05:30Creative Poetry, How To be Poetical? How To Write Poetry And Contribute To? By Bijay Kant Dubey
It is a fact that one cannot discern and
dislodge the cultural stuff, so is the case, as because even if we want to be
impersonal, it is bound to reflect the racial, archetypal and territorial
stuffs. Myths and motifs are a part of our life. One cannot so easily the
legacy of thought and idea, the historical past and the hinge of the cultural
heritage. The psyche is Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-39640162152481618692021-08-05T17:35:00.007+05:302021-08-12T17:31:46.795+05:30Freedom by Jayanta Mahapatra By: Bijay Kant DubeyWhat the others have left he seems to be describing, taking up for an evaluation, a re-evaluation as for what did we promise at the time of the attainment of freedom and what we got, how have we stood up to the promises made and pledged? Now the time for realization has come, the time for re-assessment. The tales of freedom, who to tell it? The situation is just Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-43038417568083727222021-08-01T22:19:00.001+05:302021-08-01T22:19:00.199+05:30Small Towns and the River: Mamang DaiBy: Bijay Kant Dubey
Small Towns And The River by
Mamang Dai is a poem of Arunchal pradesh where she was born, of Shillong,
Meghalaya where she read it, did her schooloing from, of Assam where her
graduation with English Honours from Gauhati Universty and it all telling of
the cartography and topgraphy of the Northeast of India indirectly, how it was
in the past, how it is now, how the Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-80992329163260813692021-07-27T22:15:00.001+05:302021-08-12T17:31:49.231+05:30Relationship: Jayanta Mahapatra By: Bijay Kant DubeyRelationship,
The First Volume of Indian English Poetry To Fetch Jayanta Mahapatra The
Sahitya Akademi Award For 1981
Relationship is the first volume of Indian English poetry
writing to fetch Jayanta Mahapatra the award for creative writing in poetry and
he is the first Indian English poet to be awarded with it. But to discuss it is
to know about the institution of theKashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-85822402187029804052021-07-23T22:11:00.001+05:302021-07-23T22:11:00.232+05:30The Indian Upon God: WB Yeats BY: Bijay Kant Dubey
I passed along the
water’s edge below the humid trees,
My spirit rocked in evening light, the rushes
round my knees,
My spirit rocked in sleep and sighs; and saw the
moorfowl pace
All dripping on a grassy slope, and saw them
cease to chase
Each other round in circles, and heard the
eldest speak:
Who holds the world between His bill and made
us strong or weak
Is an Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-80432814149738416632021-07-19T22:09:00.001+05:302021-07-19T22:09:00.234+05:30Indian Weavers: Sarojini NaiduBy: Bijay Kant DubeyWeavers, weaving at break of day,Why do you weave a garment so gay? . . .Blue as the wing of a halcyon wild,We weave the robes of a new-born child.Weavers, weaving at fall of night,Why do you weave a garment so bright? . . .Like the plumes of a peacock, purple and green,We weave the marriage-veils of a queen.Weavers, weaving solemn and still,What do you weave in the moonlight Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-37793011239855171652021-07-15T22:04:00.001+05:302021-07-15T22:04:00.245+05:30 Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening: Robert FrostBy: Bijay Kant DubeyWhose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. HeKashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-49035684133350265142021-07-11T22:04:00.003+05:302021-07-11T22:07:59.533+05:30Light: AurobindoBy: Bijay Kant DubeyLight, endless Light! darkness has room no more,Life’s ignorant gulfs give up their secrecy:The huge inconscient depths unplumbed beforeLie glimmering in vast expectancy.Light, timeless Light immutable and apart!The holy sealed mysterious doors unclose.Light, burning Light from the Infinite’s diamond heartQuivers in my heart where blooms the deathless rose.Light in its raptureKashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-88984810589355670612021-06-30T12:50:00.010+05:302021-06-30T12:51:37.355+05:30Song of Radha: NaiduBy: Bijay Kant Dubey
Songs of Radha puts it, how the states of
the heart pulsating with, how the manna, inner mind, mood and heart of Radha at
variance with from time to time; how the heartbeat, the heartthrob of a beloved
waiting for a lover which but happens it in love? How loverly, divine and
mundane is this feeling of love! How this drama of love? How this burning in
love! What in it Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-79952774806958879292021-06-16T10:02:00.001+05:302021-06-16T10:02:00.269+05:30Song of Radha, the Milkmaid: Sarojini NaiduBy: Bijay Kant Dubey
I carried my curds to the Mathura
fair …How softly the heifers were
lowing …I wanted to cry, “Who will buyThese curds that are white as the
clouds in the skyWhen the breezes of shrawan are
blowing?”But my heart was so full of your
beauty, Beloved,They laughed as I cried without
knowing:Govinda! Govinda!Govinda! Govinda!How softly the river was flowing! I carried my Kashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763186784406574401.post-76863218407574523512021-06-12T09:19:00.001+05:302021-06-12T09:19:00.233+05:30Anashuya And Vijaya: W.B.YeatsBy: Bijay Kant Dubey
I do not know it nor can say to if anybody in English wrote such a poem
of a mythical debate and discussion centring round human psyche and its
chastity, feminine sensibility and its thinking, the notion of keeping of heart
and soul dedicated and devoted with full loyalty banishing infidelity and
toeing along the classical lines. The purity of heart, thought and idea how didKashyap Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724719354478570994noreply@blogger.com0