Jernail Singh Anand

Turning god-mine into a gold-mine: Man’s fall from grace

March 4, 2025

Man is finally reduced to an immoral mechanism, trained to survive in an alien universe in which, in order to live, he must eliminate those who threaten his survival. The most distinguishing factor that stands apart among human beings is the Joy of Creativity. Creativity is the imaginative component of...

Essence of survival: Live and let live

June 24, 2024

The issue of survival now is not only for man. It is for nature on one hand, and God on the other. The techno-man is emerging as the villain who is proving a threat to the existence of nature, and God, and finally to his own existence. Can the fight...

The medieval eye and the female mystique

May 25, 2024

Women are half of the human race, Calling them the second sex, Inferior or secondary to men, Is an act of disgrace. Perhaps this distinction persists, In the realms divine, Practising discrimination, Against half of mankind, In the name of patriarchy, Is a crime. -Dr. Anand Gender Equality is a...

The faultlines of ultra-modern civilisation

May 18, 2024

The world still basks in the glory of great scholars like Aristotle and Plato although the books that celebrate the death of Socrates for the sake of truth have failed to inspire the modern man. Life was not easy in those times, nor were people so learned; there were not...

Poetic creation: Critical wisdom in the court of time

May 9, 2024

While writing on the creation of poetry, I am sceptical of starting with the words: The Theory of Poetry although these terms are used on a large scale in the Universities and Institutions where poetry is being taught as a subject. It is believed that text is an independent entity,...

Poetry: The commandment from the divine

May 2, 2024

You may define what is ‘lava’ – the molten hot fuming stuff that bolts out of the mountains, but can you determine in what shape it will spill out? Yes, after it erupts, then, you can put it in different containers, say, a glass, a jug, a bucket. But, these...

The Unfocused

October 2, 2023

The focus is gone Features have lost curves Eyes mingle with the nose Which tells not Where the mouth begins Nor knows where the chin expires Mind is a running despair Body, a lost channel Bereft of light Life Heaving contourless sighs In shapeless shadows.

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