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Jaipur Literature Fest 2017- "The Page is Mightier Than The Screen"

In quite a few posts in January this year, I apologized for a delay in responding to comments as I had been travelling for a few days. I had in fact, taken a few days off from school to attend the Jaipur Literature Fest with my mother.  The Jaipur Literature Festival is a festival where authors and writers from around the world come together to read, discuss, debate and introduce their works and ideas. As you might have guessed, it is held in Jaipur, India, although recently JLF has branched out to Boulder and Melbourne.  Today, I'll be discussing with you one of the discussions I attended, titled "The Page is Mightier than the Screen". Moderated by Chandrahas Choudhary, the discussion featured Richard Flanagan, Allan Hollinghurst , Neil Jordan and David Hare . All screenwriters and fiction authors of note, their literary knowledge shone through their witty remarks and questions.  I am definitely for this statement. However, this does not mean that I don't like ...

The Soldier by Rupert Brooke

"The Soldier" by Rupert Brooke is a testimony to the love and pride men felt towards their nation, before the First World War. "Under an English Heaven" is the most prominent line in the poem, that truly brings out the theme of patriotism and nationalism.  Brooke does not fill his poem with extravagant images or ostentatious depictions, rather, he uses simple words to express his profound love for his nation. The words that he uses, such as "laughter, learnt of friends" give way to reminiscences of fond memories, allowing the reader to delve into their own mind and evaluate the greatness of their country.

A Poison Tree by William Blake

Written by British Poet William Blake, "A Poison Tree" serves as both a reminder and a warning to each and every human being of the dangers of our nature. This simplistic poem speaks of anger and the way we should deal with it. Using unpretentious yet powerful language, Blake delivers a strong message to all his readers.

Meals Ready- A short film

Hey Guys! This week, I'm doing a critical analysis of a short film, titled  "Meals Ready". You can find the link to view the video at the bottom of the post. Do watch the video, its essential to the comprehension of this post, and it shares a great message. This post is in collaboration with OceanGrapher.

How to make your writing better

Hi everyone! In this blog post, I'm going to talk to you about how I evaluate and criticize my own writing. This post will deal with opinionated essays, debates, formal speeches etc. I find that writing stories and poems takes a little more creativity, and so evaluating them can be harder. For the purpose of this post, I'm going to keep my writing simple, and discuss editing and analyzing using a sample piece of writing.  The text below is around 100 words on hypocrisy. It could be used as an introduction to a speech, or maybe to an essay.The first sample will be a basic draft that could become a strong introduction. The red markings in and around the text, denote errors. You will find the corrections in the edited samples below. So let's get right down to it, shall we?

A chameleon by Anton Cekhov

Hello everyone! Today I'm introducing a new series to my blog, called World Wednesday. I am not planning on posting these every week, but when I do, I will post about any piece of literature I’ve read that is set in a different culture, religion, country, state, continent, etc. It will be a window for people to share their opinions on literature that is outside of their comfort zones, and hopefully inspire them to read and learn more about other cultures. In a world that is so interconnected, it is important for us to know about other people's lives.   For this first post, I will be writing about "A Chameleon" by Anton Chekhov, a short satire set in Russia.

A broken mirror

While I was drinking water the other day, I realized that the water ( when turned to an angle), made a shimmery line that looked like a mirror. Although it didn't reflect very much, it really did look like glass. This poem is based on the concept of a mirror that we think doesn't work. A mirror that shows us the blank voids we are turning into. This poem is inspired by the writing of another blogger, along with the mirror in my water. You can find this blogger at teenagetruth123.blogspot.in

Paint me

ou would usually look at a string of words to try and find the meaning of the sentences  they form. However, I would like you to try and forget about the string of words on your screen. Find  the meaning of each word.Not the meaning of the sentence or the phrase, but the meaning of the word . Search for it, in your mind, and with each word, allow your brain to conjure up an image that you connect to whatever you are reading.Now obviouslyI do not expect you to read the whole post this way.I merely expect you to focus on words that you think are important, and let your inner eye paint.

Blooming Tea

Have you ever heard of blooming tea? I hadn't. At least, not until today. I went to someone's house today, and after brunch, they served some tea. But the tea wasn't just any tea. It wasn't made out of tea bags, or even tea leaves. It was made out of a blooming flower,