Musings

On the Pfeiffer beach Light fog over the sea waves Nature's own white veil! Ravindra Shenolikar

  या अमेरिका वारीत माझ्या बकेट लिस्टमधली एक गोष्ट पूर्ण झाली. ती म्हणजे ब्राॅडवे वर शो बघणे. आम्ही '& Juliet' हा मजेशीर म्यूझिकल शो पाहिला. अगदी वेगळे वातावरण, बहूसंख्य अमेरिकन प्रेक्षक यामुळे एक अनोखेपण जाणवत होते. शो चांगलाच झाला. खूप मजा आली. हा शो टाईम्स स्क्वेअर जवळच्या एका नाट्यगृहात होता. ब्राॅडवे वर जे शो होतात त्याची नाट्यगृहे एका छोट्या परिसरात विखुरलेली आहेत. माझी आधी अशी कल्पना होती की एका रस्त्यावर सरळ ओळीत ही नाट्यगृहे आहेत. पण तसं नाही. ही एक दोन माईल्सच्या परिसरात उभी आहेत. '& Juliet' मधे अशी कल्पना केली आहे की शेक्सपीअरच्या 'रोमियो ॲंड ज्युलिएट' या शोकांतिकेतली ज्युलिएट रोमियोच्या मृत्यूची वार्ता ऐकून शोकमग्न होते पण ती आत्महत्या करत नाही. स्वत: शेक्सपिअर एक पात्र म्हणून काम करतो. त्याची पत्नी ॲन हॅथवे नवे कथानक रचते. त्यात शेक्सपिअरची लुडबूड चालूच असते. जगप्रसिद्ध नाटककार गप्प थोडीच बसणार! यातून एक नव्या युगाला साजेसे कथानक उभे राहते. ज्युलिएटचे पात्र करणारी जिआना हॅरिस या शो ची स्टार आहे. तिचा अप्रतिम आवाज, मुक्त अभिनय व ऊर्जा प्रेक्षक...

I can read and write in three languages. Marathi, my mother tongue, English, the medium of education and official work for most part and Hindi, our national language. I feel so enormously rich. As for English, I love both British English as well as American English. The former gives a classy, royal feeling whereas the latter gives a feeling of liberty for which America stands. It is a joy to read both types. Hindi has a unique charm of its own. I regret that I have not read too many books in Hindi. But when I do, the language casts its spell on me. So much beautiful work has been done in Hindi by accomplished authors and poets. I intend to make up soon. Reading Marathi is like coming back home. I cannot describe the joy I feel when I read Marathi. I intend to contribute my own bit and do whatever I can for the enrichment and spread of the language in my State, country and the world. Ravindra Shenolikar 

  He hired our common friend From childhood as employee When I heard I thought He had made a big mistake This friend's wife had Passed away and he was alone His daughter away for work He was given rental accommodation  near the place of work We would gather there Occasionally on evenings To have drinks and talks Used to be quite fun While it lasted but Soon cracks developed To our dismay and Grew bigger till one day He was fired and the  Old friendship was damaged Perhaps for ever Ravindra Shenolikar 

Saw this incredible web series on Netflix. You come to expect this from a Harlan Coben thriller. The plot is so rivetting you want to move to the next episode as soon as the current one has finished. David Burroughs is charged with the murder of his own son Mathew and sent to prison. He keeps saying he is not guilty. Five years after his conviction, one day, his wife's sister, Rachel Mills, comes to meet him in jail. She shows him a recent photograph. It is of a boy with the same birthmark on the right cheek as Mathew. David and Rachel suspect that Mathew is actually alive and they start to investigate. This fact reaches somebody and unleashes a chain of events. David is determined to find his son. Rachel helps him. Hayden Payne, who is in love with Rachel, renders assistance as David escapes jail and while being hunted down as a fugitive by the police, searches for his son Mathew and tries to solve the puzzle around the death of some boy who was proved as his son by some powerful ...

मधमाद सारंग  हा सारंग.... समुद्राच्या लाटांप्रमाणे उसळवतो ह्रदयात अनंत आठवणी विस्मृतीत गेलेल्या क्षणांच्या एक चित्रपट कासावीस करणारा तरळू लागतो मन:चक्षूंसमोर असं वाटतं हे सूर सांगताहेत अनंत काळापासूनचा इतिहास माझ्या आयुष्याची क्षणचित्रे हे केवळ एक माध्यम पण कथा मात्र  अवघ्या मानवजातीची वेदनेची, संघर्षाची हातातून निसटणार्‍या क्षणांची अपरिहार्य क्षणभंगूरतेची तरीसुद्धा हा सारंग ओढत राहतो पुन:पुन्हा करत राहतो घायाळ रवींद्र शेणोलीकर