CHERISH with HARISH

• TITLE: 'WAR FOR PEACE' A paper on 'GLOBALISATION: CHALLENGES AND ISSUES'. by K. Harish Singh (Ref: old.bfi.org.uk) • INTRODUCTION: - 'WAR FOR PEACE' tracks down the changes a Homo Sapien has seen and incurred in the long process of its existence. He has seen the stone age, the bronze age, the iron age and so on and now, with theinvention of technology, he is in a new age. - In this age, armies created for self defence, have become a major tool of ATTACK, or may be KILLING. - Does this violence make sense to an 'educated' man? • OBJECTIVE: - Does man actually need a WAR for peace? • The research is undertaken to talk and discuss about how a man grew out of the jungle in general, and started learning things. • He learnt things very fast, was a curious 'animal and that is what drove him. • But is there one thing which brought him at a place, where he is confused and in many ways trapped in his own 'technology'. • REVIEW ...

National Institute of Design, Ahmedabad, 2009. It was 1:30 at night and after a tiring KHEL session, I was sitting with Sambit at the Faculty lounge talking about a play which my friends in my graduation college (MBICEM) had performed. I had written and titled it 'YANTRA', but I was sad that I could not see it. Nishtha Paliwal had directed it with some friends and I was sure that it would have been nice, but I always wanted to see my upcoming 'PRODUCT' live. That silent spring night, Sambit, like a good listener asked me what was the play about. So, I narrated the whole idea of the play and he liked it and the first reaction he gave was that as it was a rural story, and it should be called 'YANTAR', and not yantra, which was a pure form of the Sanskrit word. I liked it and with those thoughts we entered the NID NIGHT-MESS and had chai. With time, I came up with more plays and films and other assignments and as I moved ahead, the play was shelved but I kne...

That winter morning, I waited for it to reach my window, Every moment felt like eternity, it just reached my window pane, and my pains vanished, the birds who were waiting like me, flew together, in lovely patterns, which just happened. There was joy, as the sun reached the earth, the flowers opened up again, in those long 8.3 minutes! (- Khs, November, Delhi)

Rama returned from a war, to see light, but, he experienced, loud sounds, he was in two minds, should he come back or stay in Lanka!

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I slept late at night, I woke up late in the day, But I had missed the lovely SUNRISE! I had..." -khs, 2015.

I sat down sad and dejected, at the tragic fact that the sun goes down every day. Why? But the poor, old man on the bicycle, stopped, smiled and said, "Don't be so sad, sir, It rises every day, EVERYDAY... "