Thursday, April 3, 2014


There is in contemporaneity an awareness of a lacuna. With the faith in institutions being demolished faith in the self too, the humane fulcrum of becoming. A form, as with the modernists is both a symptom of a response to a culture. In a post post modern age, with the evisceration through deconstruction and post colonialism there has been a disaggregation of reality. It is a time of fragmentation, an assiduous seeking after a wholeness that is simultaneously circumvented and sidestepped. Metaphysics would imply a journey, a journey within and beyond but will such inexpressible knowledge, formless as it would be, only make sense if it is sheathed in a structure. Would its amorphousness itself, its unknowability curtail human imagination.? Or will the glimpses of the beyond it proffers be an affirmation of faith, a faith in our communality that has accreted over the years with opportunism, pragmatism and materialism.

There is an observable experimentation with form in our literature. The work done by the modernists is reaped beneficially from, Stream of consciousness has, as experimentation, seeped into writing and become de rigueur. What was metaphysically precipitated as experiments has metamorphosed into a technique to validate a post post modern sense of fragmentation. Is a disenchantment with all we have brought into being sufficient ? Is the undermining of structures so enamoring that a aspects of our basic humaneness which those structures upheld, are being repudiated? Can, in the name of subjectivity, unclassifiable experience be relinquished? And can a form, which merely adumbrates the absence of faith of the zeitgeist enough?

Such ruminations, observed for some time since my illness, constituted my search for a new form. As an indefatigable postmodernist i had done my bit with deconstruction. I didn't want to be a revisionist and reclaim the past because the past would be, ineluctably, ambivalently hued and if certain propensities, hitherto deemed reprehensible, proved to be sanguine, other proclivities would, take on uncongenial coloration. The past, though indubitably imbued with reasons to inveigle into the present would, enmeshed in its own contingent temporality, be unyielding to address the crises of faith. After all the fact of contemporaneity's emergence from the constituents of this past be an argument against unmitigated revivification.

Hence the new form. A tremulous hypothesis. The new form could instead of exploring aspects of consciousness explore consciousness itself. A traversing of the collective would yield blueprints whose iridescent sheen could irradiate the blueprints of the future. Aspects of the past and future would be allied to the metaphysical and being wrested from non being. The intimations of a greater reality would, through its indeterminacy, create grounds for becoming through the nebulous glimmerings of its visitations. The new form would not necessarily be uni dimensional but could partake of numerous genres to extrapolate, extroject and introject and reconfigure. The new form would not confine itself to the centrality of the singular, chimerical and only partly informative. The new form would find connections, associations and retain the specificity of the singular while amalgamating it to a conglomeration of interleaving consciousness, intersecting atemporally, prodigiously. The new form would emerge from contemporaneity but suggest a beyond. The new form would impugn stasis and demonstrate fluidity. The new form would not merely seek complacence through deconstruction but would reconstruct fluidly from the charred remains of the deconstructed. What henceforward? is what the new form would asseverate.

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