Surendra Nagaraju: ‘Startling revelation’
Once a birdless tree, a garden sans spring, a sea bereft of waves, or a reptile befriending a desert devoid of marquee creeps into your heart, it is the end.
The outcome that threatens the very existence of an essential inner ingredient generates an untold peril. True it is that one should resist it but the effort may stop just at the stage of proclamation.
Foreseeable happenings can be smelt but not those that suddenly surface with no inkling.
Non-stop, unabated circumspection, with open vigilant eyes on all sides, becomes imperative.
By the time you realise that a dried-up well is equal to a honeyless comb, it is too late.
Surendra Nagaraju – Elanaaga
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