A Moment in an Eternity; A Collection of Gems by Tulsi Thapa
“A Moment in an Eternity” is a brief collection of
poems written in the Japanese Hyaku style. This book is the soul and mind of
the poet. Mr Tulsi Thapa, being a true genius and a veteran of the modern
thought, he hardly appears in the media. Life is a mystery and we keep on
unfolding the mysteries of it. Some people are artistic to document it in
different forms of art and some of them remain isolated like Robinson Cruso’s Island.
Tulsi Thapa is mixture of both. Despite the fact that his island is little bit
visible, it is too much engaging.
“The Beginning” is the first step of his powerful
images surging in the mind of the readers. I like to use the word ‘Good
Beginning’ having reins and showing the direction of the self not the horse.
When we are able to show the right direction to ourselves, our journey can be a
wonderful experience.
Tulsi Thapa’s poems do not follow the rigid
chronology of orderly writing like Dr. Samuel Johnson’s decorum. His writing
can better represent the picture of an orchestra where everything falls from
different direction, yet in a complete order. In his another poem, Thapa has
given a blurred vision of the historical tower Dharahara:
Oh tower! Your height
Has now no history
You make us so dizzy.
History can be rewritten and changed by those who
have power. The original height of the tower has become a mystery which may create
dizziness in all the viewers. Furthermore, there are many other historical
monuments in the country which have been disfigured and blurred in the pages of
history. There is no final history as Foucault says.
Similarly, “Excavation”, “Rani Pokhari”, “Kathmandu”,
“Pokhara “are other poems where the poet ignites the light of the history in
relation to the present. Kathmandu is personified,
“who has a soul, warm and bold.” Rani Pokhari is raising a question to the people:
Why is this bar to my fate
When I am imprisoned
In my own
depth?
The word imprisoned may denote the history of Rani
Pokhari which has been imprisoned in the musty books as she is encircled by the
iron bar. ‘pokhara is the icon of Machhapuchhre who is standing like wounded
soldier with full of scars on its body
and its blood flooded in the Fewa Lake.
This poem is also environment friendly. These days, the Machhapuchhre is
becoming a huge skeleton and its crooked bones are visible. The white blood of
it could be seen on the lake.
The poet asks the question of identity several times in the
poems. In “Identification” he writes:
Born, it was me
Now he who is living
It’s not me, and not me.
When we grow old we lose our true self. We become artificial
like plastic dolls in the showcase. We live the life of intense hypocrite. Our
identity gets smeared and bleared. We hand on different batches of identity
like a member of a political party, a manager of the bank, a husband of x, a
teacher, a student etc. This identity keeps on changing. We can’t live our true
self. So the poet says, “Now who is living, it’s not me and not me.” Great
philosopher Heidegger’s idea of ‘nothingness’ can be seen in his poem entitled
“The Mind”:
Take out everything from here
When there is
nothing
You really are there.
The poet is talking about the existence of a being
out of nothing. Heidegger says, “What is the nothing? Our very first approach
to this question has something unusual about it. In our asking we posit the
nothing in advance as something that “is” such and such; we posit it as a
being” (What is Metaphysics?, 3). Here,
we only can realize our existence in the complete negation of conscious being.
Similarly, his other poems ‘loneliness’, ‘Non- Existent’, ‘Man’ explore the
meaning of human existence in a real sense. “Man” is the reflection of the true
confused man of today like the confused army in the battlefield.
For non-living things
Its living being
Among themselves always confusing.
In this poem, he doesn’t see much difference between
living and non-living thing except the latter is only the ‘difference marker’
to the first. J. Krishnamurti says, “We are aware that there is the conscious
and unconscious mind, but most of us function only on the conscious level and
our whole life is practically limited to that. We never pay attention to the
deeper level of unconscious mind which creates confusion on the self”. (The First and Last freedom, 202-206)
As
Krishnamurti says that we are only living with our conscious self, Thapa states
“only the living being” differs from the non-living. However, we always are
confusing in our true self, identity and on the issues of complete freedom.
Thapa’s poetry has no boundaries. There is not a
single subject that he left untouched. In a small booklet, he has preserved the
cosmos of mesmerizing ideas. He has raised the issues of humanism, democracy,
environment, science and tradition. With the use of vivid imagery and economic
use of the words, Thapa stands as a mountain; though mute for the commoners, an
orator for the people like Devkota.
References:
Krishnamurti, J. The
First and Last freedom. Chennai; Krishnamurti Foundation India, 2001.
Adams, Hazard , Leroy Searle. Ed. Critical Theory since 1965. London;
Oxford University press, 1985.
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