The Comedy Of Errors.

This topic was suggested by Maria the gaelikaa for the weekly Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where currently six of us write on the same topic every Friday. This is part of a series of Shakespeare titles that Maria had come up with.  I hope that you enjoy my contribution to that effort.  The five other bloggers who write regularly are, in alphabetical order,  AshokgaelikaaMaxi, and Shackman and The Old Fossil. Do drop in on their blogs and see what their take is on this week’s topic. Since some of them may post late, or not at all this week, do give some allowance for that too!

My whole life has been a comedy of errors which has enabled me to come to this stage when I can look forward to an epitaph that will say “He laughed his way to his death.” I have written enough about those errors and comedies in my earlier blog posts and I would not like to bore my readers with them again. Instead, I propose sharing with my readers a Hindi film with English subtitles that is based on Shakespeare’s The Comedy of Errors. I can assure you that the little over two hours that you will spend will be worth your while. The picture was filmed in 1982 when innocence and gentle character portrayal was still in vogue and so you will find it rather amateurish compared to modern slick productions, but endearing for precisely that quality. You can find more details about the film here.

Enjoy yourselves.

All Is Well That Ends Well.

This topic has been suggested by gaelikaa for the weekly Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where currently six of us write on the same topic every Friday.  I hope that you have enjoyed my contribution to that effort.  The five other bloggers who write regularly are, in alphabetical order,  AshokgaelikaaMaxi, and Shackman and The Old Fossil. Do drop in on their blogs and see what their take is on this week’s topic. Since some of them may post late, or not at all this week, do give some allowance for that too!

As You Like It.

When one is a busy housewife with four children and a long distance commuting husband, living in a joint family in India, finding time to spare for intellectual kite flying is difficult. So, when I urged Maria G for some topics to be included in the list for the year for the LBC posts, in an inspired flash of originality, she came up with a list of Shakespearean dramas. Readers will remember our post on Much Ado About Nothing some time ago which was the beginning of this series.

This is the second of a series the rest of which my readers will come to read eventually in the weekly Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where five of us write on the same topic. The four other bloggers who write regularly are, in alphabetical order,  AshokgaelikaaMaxi, and Shackman. Do drop in on their blogs and see what their take is on this week’s topic. Since some of them may post late, or not at all this week, do give some allowance for that too!

I don’t quite know if like Roasalind in the play, Maria G has plans to flee persecution, but I love the play for its many melancholy speeches the favourite of them all being:
“All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts……”

This opening, ties in neatly with Vedanta which propounds exactly this as a philosophy. This also ties in with my earlier post When Are You Leaving? Vedanta names Truth as The Witness that is simply Consciousness and everything that we see is illusion. Realisation by internalisation of this is liberation, moksha, nirvana etc. I like it very much thank you.

I have always suspected that Shakespeare was a Vedantin. In fact, there is a story in our part of the world that says that he was originally Shaakeppa Iyer who decided to travel West, and in Persia became Shaikh Peer and eventually found his way to England where the transformation was complete.

And let us see what my favourite philosopher has to say about this great play. Please click on the image to enlarge it for easier reading.

all the world is a stage

The Olympics.

“…… such comfort as do lusty young men feel when well-apparelled April on the heel of limping winter threads”.
~ Shakespeare

Shackman, surely in my case and most decidedly in the case of my friend Chandru, it must be Oh, Limp-ics?

I hope you enjoyed reading this post on the weekly Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where thirteen of us write on the same topic. Today’s topic has been chosen by Shackman. The twelve other bloggers who write regularly are, in alphabetical order, Anu, Delirious, gaelikaa, Grannymar, Maxi, Maria SF, ocdwriter, Padmum, Paul, Shackman, The Old Fossil and Will. Do drop in on their blogs and see what their take is on this week’s topic. Since some of them may post late, do give some allowance for that too!

What’s In A Name?

A great deal it would appear!

“What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.”
~ Shakespeare

It has just been brought to my attention that I am a rose – and you can pick the colour of the rose to suit your taste. I am sure that my American readers would prefer the red so that I can be the Red Indian!

The one on top is called “Rose, Red Ramana.” Or, Rosa rugosa Rubra;

And the one at the bottom is called “Rose, White Ramana.” Or Rosa rugosa Alba.

If you do not believe me, just go to this catalogue.

Magpie an avid gardener, came across this and decided to share this priceless information with me and some other friends. Thank you Magpie.

Another friend, our irrepressible Grannymar, promptly commented: “Ha Ha!  Describes Ramana to a tee!”

What do you think?