Love and Sex in the Poetry of Kamala Das : A Quest for Identity Creative writing in a language not one’s own is possible and Kamala Das remains even today after five long decades ‘ the most powerful voice of the post colonial reality”. She has acquired and nativized the English language by exploring the nuances of English and impassioned celebration of genuine emotions. Confessional poetry of Kamala Das are often “ anti-structural and
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Nightmare world I walked through the grave yard with fear and terror in my eyes and face. I knew it was haunted but there was no other way through or round. I had to go through and I didn’t want my friends calling me a baby so I went through. I was walking through there were broken graves and nobody in side it I heard a shuffle I looked back it was nothing. Then I saw a shadow then I blinked then it was gone I heard footsteps behind me I looked back it was nothing. Then bang I was on the
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Difference between my Grandmother and Mother During my child hood‚ I had to go live with my grandmother who I consider as my mom. I use to wonder what it will be like if I go stay with my mother. My grandma always told me her rules are not the same as my mom and I am going to wish I had stayed home with her. I thought to myself what will be the difference between them is. Until one day‚ I decided to go live with my mother to experience the differences. I found out that my grandmother is totally difference
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KAMLA BHASIN Kamla Bhasin was born in 1946 and grew up in Rajasthan‚ India. She received a BA at Maharani’s College in Jaipur and an MA in Economics at Rajasthan University. In addition‚ she studied Sociology of Development for four semesters at Muenster University in West Germany. From April 1970 to March 1971 Bhasin was a Lecturer in the Orientation Centre of the German Foundation for Developing Countries in Bad Honnef‚ West Germany. Then from 1972-1975 she was the Development Secretary of Seva
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“My Old House and My New House” My old house was my better than the new house that I live. The reason is because this house was quite different in comparison to living in the one I live now. Comparing the two houses is like comparing an apple to a pear‚ which is totally different in look‚ shape‚ and color. I have noticed the similarities between the two and how they differ from each other; the differences are: The old house was more bigger and the house that I live now is
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“A Visit to Grandmother” Analysis In the short story “A Visit to Grandmother”‚ William Melvin Kelley writes about a man who brings his son to his mother’s house for an unexpected visit in an attempt to resolve his childhood traumas. Despite those conflicts‚ the main character‚ Charles‚ progresses as a human being due to his leaving home. One example of conflict that Charles faced as a child is his older brother‚ GL‚ getting all the love and attention from his mother. But not him he thought his mom
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In addition the grandmother not only has internal conflicts but external one as well. The grandmother also has a Man v. Man conflict that shows the nature of humans .One of the external conflicts she has is with her son Bailey. From the start‚ we as the readers can already see how manipulative the grandmother is by trying to change the location of the trip. "THE GRANDMOTHER didn’t want to go to Florida. She wanted to visit some of her connections in east Tennessee and she was seizing at every chance
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Talking to my grandmother‚ she ask me did I remember the time I dislocated my elbow. I thought and thought but no‚ I did not. I told her I could only recall the pain when someone tried to touch my arm. Or to go back: It was my great grandparents 50th anniversary‚ I was three years old. All of my family members came together to celebrate their anniversary at the Golden Palace‚ a chinese restuarant. My cousin Erica was playing with me‚ I was running and laughing while she was chasing me. I was running
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My grandmothers house has a very special place in my heart. I lived with my grandmother for many years when I was little. Her house always seemed to have something about it that set it apart from all the rest. As you walk into the front door of her house you notice a long‚ slender stairway that led up into the main hallway of the house. The strong smell of cigarette smoke is quite evident when you reach this point. Yes‚ my grandmother did smoke. My grandmother’s house was always full of laughter
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you left us mom. 7 long years. She has wanted to scream your name numerous times but both her and I knew that you wouldn’t respond." I said as I stood looking down at my mother’s grave. " I know that it’s harder for Sarah to get past this. Believe me mom I do." I said as I sniffled a bit. "There are times when she’ll come into my room and just tell me all her favorite memories of you. Like the time when you would make those Mickey Mouse shaped pancakes for her because she loved Mickey. Or how you
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