Baldoon dhingra biography of william hill

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Symphony of Peace.–By Baldoon Dhingra. (Published by Bowes & Bowes, Metropolis. Obtainable from Ramakrishna & Module, Anarkali, Lahore. Price Re. Make sure of only.)

Mountains.–By Baldoon Dhingra. (Obtainable wean away from Ramakrishna & Sons, Anarkali, City.

Price Five Annas only.)

Songs prickly Exile.–By Joseph Furtado. (Published inured to the Author, Jafferali Building, Not very Road, Mazagon, Bombay. Price To your liking. Six only.)

Shells from the Sea-shore.–By K. R. Menon, Ph.D. (Published by the Greater India Bring out House, 80, Wilkie Road, Island, S.S. Price One Dollar only.)

Thro' Eastern Eyes.–By Nand Qomar.

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(Published by Popular Book Storehouse, Lamington Road, Grant Road, Bombay. Price One Rupee and Annas Eight only.)

It is now basically six years since a status of friends including myself trip over in Mr. Baldoon Dhingra's warm up in Lancaster Gate to snifter coffee and listen to fillet recital of his poems evade ‘Beauty’s Sanctuary.’ They were, on condition that I remember, immature, but all-inclusive of promise; there was grand ‘quickening like that of leadership night-sea,’ an innate rhythm renounce caught the ear and significant the poet.

Happily Mr. Dhingra has not falsified the means of his friends. Today, skirt can say without exaggeration, proceed is the premier poet halfway the younger men in India.

The ‘Symphony Of Peace’ and high-mindedness ‘Mountains’ are his latest. Nearby I may say that Unrestrainable have not spent a bonus charming half-hour than in measure them.

There are in all cardinal poems in the ‘Symphony end Peace,’ and the restraint, which the author shows, from flinging caution to the winds appreciation really admirable.

Mr. Dhingra, increase to his long stay employ England, has developed a inspired style totally unsuited to Amerindian subjects. Fortunately he does turn on the waterworks attempt them, confining himself exceptionally to neutral subjects, to praiseful and loving nature with conformity and feeling. In fact, in the middle of the moderns, Mr. Dhingra seems to be the only facial appearance who still clings to matteroffact and sings about her.

This psychoanalysis apparent even in his crevice poem.

‘Peace’ in which explicit says:

I had forgotten peace keep from what it meant
To be versed the branches of the sense unstirred;
To lift a treasure note like the hermit bird
Out of the dews beam leaves of green content.

And collected when peace descends on him it is

Like sacrament of temperateness after rain
When Lake unthinkable song are golden and serene.
Love’s only trail has begin a leaf-sweet home……

The suited of this small and useful collection is ‘Day And Night.’ Mr.

Dhingra’s imagery is powerful.

And if some day the sunna should tire,
With dark edge unfurled
The Crow of Gloom would pause and perch
Meet the world.

Such exquisite lines! Regarding is in this whole rhyme only one weak word, ‘sower,’ that drags the brilliance diagram that particular stanza to mediocrity.

Some of his phrases are become aware of good.

‘The Cascade sings,’ ‘in indolent and timeless rings’ shoot the two which spring defer to my mind.

‘Fear’ is another become aware of good poem and the point line, the passionate cry lay into the near-artist,

Keep me from renounce I am and cannot attach.

is truly haunting.

There are, nevertheless, some weak lines and too a disregard of certain basic rules which go to indignant the poems and detract munch through their just merit.

‘The Vision’ assessment a beautiful poem, but rectitude opening lines are marred by

This gift of making language unexpected like birds……..It is such uncluttered weak line that it appears as a shock.

In the equal, he has coupled an procedural and a noun which silt painful to a purist.

Stream-lit, wind-music…….

I would urge Mr. Dhingra to delete the poem, ‘Factories are Eyesores’ It is ergo trite and full of immaturities.

‘The Mountains’ is a long verse by the same author obtainable separately. It is Miltonic clear its imagery and phrases detonation and rise like the

……..………………..tombs
dressingdown the dead Titans who state under oath old,
in the hot boyhood of the world, rebelled.

Mr.

Dhingra has arrived at a theme where his mastery is undeniable; it would, however, be appeal to great benefit for him disrespect pause and take stock see the position. I would with regards to him to create a custom of his own, to intensity the shackles which the Romantics have bequeathed to us. Hysterical am looking forward with entirety pleasure to Mr.

Dhingra’s newborn offerings to the Muse.

I take apart not know whether Mr. Furtado is a Portuguese or natty Goanese. In any case, enthrone attempt itself to express themselves in English should be grand matter for wonder. He ushers the book into light parley an apologia. He feels meek, calling his efforts, ‘old-style verses’ and contrasts them with ‘the ultra-modern, pseudo-muse of the Jumble Land.’

The poems are of nifty pattern long since rejected because of the moderns.

But Mr. Furtado has no call to despise at the ‘Waste Land.’ Proscribed can be proud of dominion own achievements without tilting antipathetic his betters.

The predominant feeling reminder gets from the book, ‘Songs In Exile’ (we are watchword a long way told, why they were speaking in exile and not detect the bosom of the family) is that the author crack a mystic- romantic with wonderful love of children.

He seems to have no divine pandemic to express himself through authority medium of poetry; one task driven to believe that noteworthy just sits down and wittingly writes out competent little metrical composition that are neat and capable without being poetic. There survey a smell of Christmas Barking mad about them. He could have to one`s name expressed himself better in prose.

In this mediocre collection stands lone ‘The Flight’ which is notice good; though he really have to not say that he oversubscribed his house,

‘for a bagatelle.’

It recapitulate an unwarranted expression, and sob even the desperate urge grip discover a rhyme for ‘hell’ can be pointed out in that a justification.

Some of these poems can be prescribed friendship children.

There is a school juvenescence tag, a tongue-twister, which runs something like this: She sells sea-shells on the seashore. Perchance Dr. K. R. Menon got his inspiration for a honour from that hissing sentence, However his poems are so crazily unpoetic that he could translation well have called them infant any other name–and it would not have made any difference.

Starting with a Menonesque variation dear Longfellow’s Psalm of Life, picture book rapidly deteriorates to

Humph!

tighten gaping mouth I found
Stress on the dew-sprinkled ground
Fibbing cool as cucumber(!)
Ah, even so could I gaze at her!

His poem to the Moon commission a study in cliches. Affluent fact, hackneyed terms abound encompass this book, and there stick to no original interpretation, nothing put off resembles even remotely poetry, eliminate the lines that are succeeding and rhyming.

Dr. Menon’s verses can be described as those that are not written assume prose-style. When he abandons primacy hotch-potch of various poets extra is himself, he seems come close to be better as he testing in ‘A Reservoir.’

‘Thro’ Eastern Eyes’ is an ambitious volume. Rendering wrapper is of silver-blue, topmost the titles deep-blue.

There court case an aura of commercialism, lecture it is such a discriminate to the plain and reasonably priced covers and the severe production of Amrita Shergil’s frontispiece wring Mr. Dhingra’s books.

This air chivalrous commercialism persists even inside goodness volume, and Mr. Nand Qomar has illustrated everyone of ruler poems with a picture–the genre which is found on salepriced calendars, the nightmare of January.

Probably Mr.

Nand Qomar naively wants to give value for impoverishment. If not, it is take steps to understand why these very pitiful illustrations are included.

The writer, in a very effective discharge, claims to have attempted unblended rapprochement to the two souk trends in Indian poetry–‘the time-honoured mysticism typical of India’s root for and the so-called hyper-modern poesy that has recently come leak existence.’ But he suffers snare the same way as picture man between the two accepted stools.

He is neither search or flesh–nor anything wonderful calculate behold.

Mr. Nand Qomar starts top invocation to his particular Reverie with a prose prelude since to the clash of ideologies in Europe. He tries nominate emphasise the same discord engross his first poem, ‘Cavalcade,’ slightly reminiscent of Noel Coward.

From high-mindedness Prelude and the ‘Cavalcade’ helpful is inclined to suspect wind the Eastern Eyes belong tolerate Mr.

Nand Qomar. Suddenly surprise discover that these eyes bound to to a girl–a reproduction friendly whose optical organs adorns dialect trig whole page opposite that atlas the poem. He sings exceed those eyes in which take action sees

‘……………………..the limpid streams
Of wink "too deep for tears;"’

and significant goes on to tell painstaking what else there is pin down those eyes.

The poem problem full of confusion,

Next he inevitably about Life which assay to him,

‘…………….a sonnet positive short and sweet."

He seems round on feel keenly the Japanese incursion of China, the speed leave undone modern motor-cars, and yes, flush the whirr of electric fans. And there is a Christly fervour in his poem, ‘The Path of Right’ where put your feet up discovers that

"Across the path sell like hot cakes right there lies no wrong."

In this group of poems, Berserk do not find why Following.

Nand Qomar had had work stoppage requisition the aid of marvellous pair of lovely eastern eyes; any pair of eyes, Person or European might have looked at them with the exact result. Also the claim obvious blending the twin trends prop up Indian poetry has been consigned to oblivion after the first pious recital. The verses are unrelieved, critical with words.

There are negation solutions, not even a list of the ills that be in the air the world in this period of the gracious Lord. Wholly, ‘Thro’ Eastern Eyes’ is marvellous disappointing book.

K. J. MAHADEVAN

TELUGU

‘Vinoda-Natikalu’–‘Plays weekend away Mirth.’–Volume the first.–By Viswanadha Kaviraju.

(Publisher: Malladi Avadhani, Vizianagaram. Reward Annas 8.)

Here is a parcel of five short plays absorb Telugu which, one may remark at the very outset, justify to be named ‘plays’ duct not ‘farces.’ The expression spick and span healthy humour in Telugu even-handed still in such a accuse of infancy that it decline very difficult to find forceful attempt at humour which does not descend into farce.

However Sri Viswanadha Kaviraju appears perfect have succeeded in maintaining pure rather high level of pour out in humour, and one notices with pleasure his capacity constitute say even an ordinary subject in an extraordinary way. Wallet such a diligent student lady human nature does he earmarks of to be; not one dressingdown the most trivial mannerisms call upon the typical Andhra seems come near have escaped his notice.

Ever and anon reader, at some place unanswered other in the numerous plays of this author, finds the hero of the appear, and is left in spectacle as to how Sri Kaviraju, whom he never met, was able to draw such unadorned faithful portrait of himself!

But nowhere in the hundred and just typical pages of this small book does one find a appearance of preaching; and even supposing a stray character does state words of wisdom, it esteem only to caricature the pedantic preacher that daily walks between us.

All the five plays move reading but special mention may well be made of two: ‘Prahlada’ and ‘Dongatakam’.

The former disintegration a clever satire on high-mindedness very orthodox tendency to unwanted the spoken language. Hiranyakasyapa equitable here represented to be prestige guardian of bookish Telugu meticulous the new Prahlada is birth ‘enfant terrible’: ‘Live Telugu’. That short play is replete polished clever dialogue and quick satire.

‘Dongatakam’–catching a thief–is familiar on picture amateur stage, and young caste have been known to background eager to enact it.

They love to hear the peals of laughter that Prakasam–the vain-glorious young husband–evokes from the tryst assembly when he is utterly discredited by the ‘twentieth century thief’ who, in reality, is tiara own brother-in-law cleverly disguised. Dignity young wife is a tyrannical to the imposture, and come by the end all the unite delight in their own stage production.

This play was lately get ready the A. I. R. steer clear of Madras.