Media Coverage:
For
smiles and love
Author: Chencho
Sherin Thomas | ENS
Deeya Nayar-Nambiar’s latest book
‘Feeling the way’ is an anthology of poems that reflects her life and its
simple moments
‘A little scratch, then light and
bright,
‘Life’ it entered with a clear
‘if’,
The mighty hero a fighter till
date,
refused to let go its valour,
My pen, my companion’.
The
‘Mighty’ hero of Deeya Nayar-Nambiar, who in her own right is a journalist, is
taking her to the limelight once again as her new anthology of poems ‘Feeling
the way’ all set to release on 30 May.
Deeya’s
poems are simple and dewy fresh with no added flairs or embellishments as
escorts. The mere sensitivity of the poet is reflected when she writes how she
spared her love and money in hope of a little flower girl’s smile. “All for a
smile, I said, Smiling…”. Isn’t it all for just a smile? You beam with her.
Deeya,
who started her writing journey with the Oxford press in Delhi confides, “When
I write reports, there are times I lose the flow and sit back to ponder on what
to write. But, in the case of poems, there never occurred a time when I had to
stop and wait for the next line to flow. It just gushes out”.
From
lamenting with the Japanese in their loss to poking fun at the contemptible
world, “Feeling the way” does not stick to self- emulation. Instead, there are
instances where you find yourself in a fantastical world which you strongly
identify. While delving deep into oneself, Deeya’s poems are easily relatable
with everyday subjects springing in often. While sprucing up nearly grotesque
imagery into visual paradise with explicit detailing, one could see the story
teller hidden beneath the mask of a poet. Each poem conceals a little story in
its simple verbatim, while using the least metaphors. ‘Wall’, which turns dull
with time, shadow, which follows her around like an angel and breathtaking
beauty of nature are all turned into striking characters that think and talk
like human replicas. Nonetheless, the poet adamantly tries to stick to her
comfort zone that is herself and her surroundings.
The pair
sparingly different, My man and I’. Hitherto, between sparks of fury and stoic
silences they merge the differences and concede to love, her man and her.
Within the husband and wife lies the solution. There begins the love that lasts
a lifetime even between sparingly different couples, divulges Deeya in twelve
petite yet stunning lines in the poem ‘Us’. In a world where debates are
sparring to prove marriage as an outdated institution, Deeya’s lines lead us to
that precious journey which turns ‘I’ into ‘Us, while conceding to each other.
Deeya’s
inclination to writing started when she was still in her school uniforms. Her
thoughts, feelings and emotions surged out in little poems while she hid it in
her little world of words. Today, a Mass Communication teacher and freelance
journalist, Deeya has three published works in her credit with the first book
‘Me, my friend’ published in the year 2009. Deeya who did her schooling from
‘Kendriya Vidyalaya’ in different states of India is quite adept in Hindi and
her ‘Aisa Kyon?’ published in 2012 is written in Hindi.
“Though
I can speak very well in Malayalam, I can’t write it. Due to my father’s
occupation in the Indian Postal Service, which transferred him often to various
states of India, I have got to experience various cultures and tradition and it
has helped me much in developing my own writing style,” says Deeya.
The
fifty poems in ‘Feeling the way’ demonstrate the empathy and genuineness the
poet feels towards the downtrodden. It is evident that Deeya likes to see her
world in a different light, a pungent sense of responsibility overpowers her
poems and she drowns deep in its indulgences.
The
courageous journey of Japan over the years resonates in 4 poems “Calm’,
‘Prayers’, ‘Alas!’ and ‘Rising’, while making the reader touch a chord with the
‘land of the rising sun’. In Deeya’s poems you may not witness pretences
instead her soliloquies that is her poems reflect an honesty and pureness that
may touch your soul.
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