- How and when did it dawn
upon you that you have a poet in you?
Could you remember your first ever poem?
- What makes you write
poetry? Life or beauty of life?
- What is your perspective
of beauty?
- Does any incident provoke
you to poetry?
- How do you treat the
things happening around us? War, terror,
colonization, genocide, homicide and what
not!
- What will happen to your
poetry if the concept of love would be
lost once and for all?
Joneve McCormick , Meena
Kandasamy and Mzi kayise Mahola responds
to the aforesaid questionnaire in last issue
of thanal online. This month Rati Saxena
responds to this questionnaire.
Rati Saxena
1
No, I was not poet from my child hood, I
was a good debater, actor and almost all
rounder in school days ( though I studied
in small govt schools only) but most of
the time i was favorite of teachers because
of my interest in so many activities. i
was the forth daughter at home, could not
get much attention, but my school and college
days were very nice, with lots of laughter
and noise, yes i was very naughty at that
time i had ability to collect a whole crowd
around me, one of my friend use to say that
i can even sale tooth powder, as good in
collecting crowd. I was very much outwardly
girl at that time, but my inner soul was
always alone, i always felt an emptiness
that made me write my first poem, --called
laughter, but i never knew that i can write
poetry. When my teacher read that poem,
He asked me to write more. Any way i could
write only few more.
i always felt that a writer is in me, I
was very a good reader too. Use to read
a lot. But never had confidence in me .
i won prizes in other activities but not
in poetry. I married in young age,(21) and
to a scientist, life was very strange at
that time( not because of my husband but
because of his family) i lost every thing,
confidence, faith every thing.. Those were
black days for me.. almost 20 years, i was
living in dark age... may be I was immature
for society.
I came back in poetry when I crossed 40;
I got back my confidence through poetry.
now I am 52 and written more than 1000 poems.
(more than 5 books)
2
I feel that my life made me write poetry,
my early poems were very sad. actually no
body knows about my early poems as I used
to destroy them some of them are still in
a note book, full of self pity. It took
a long time to come out of that. I do not
think that any one else could have such
a fast growth in the field of literature.
I feel that I had some spark in me right
from the begging , but at hat time I had
other interests like acting etc. so poetry
did not get time to come out. but when my
all doors are closed , poetry came to me
like bird, but still in Hindi few think
that my prose is more powerful that poetry.
any way.
3
any thing can be beautiful
for me, even cow dunk, or lines made by
broom on sand, or a spider net, any thing.
Beauty is every where, one has to find out.
Some time I do not like moon light, as I
feel as my body is burning in it ( strange
,, may be foolish) but that’s what
I am.
4
yes some time, some time some news or incident
provoke me like anything, but not always
5
terrific aboo ji terrific, I hate all these
things, I cry a lot when I see a war, or
a terror or some other incidents. can we
not live without war. I just hate it. even
in dreams.
6
oh no, if we lose love than we ll lose poetry
and life. love is not only physical thing,
it is there in our mind, i feel happy when
I see a pair feeling love for each other,
I feel my self in them. love is never ending,
that’s what I feel. it may happened
that no body will be there to love me, but
love in my heart will remain always impact,
that’s what I feel
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