I remember those days
Which began on a positive note
With my copy of ‘Hindustan Times'
Carrying cartoons of Sudhir Tailang
Day to day and invariably
Leaving a delicate smile on my face
Some times they amazed
Some times they dazed
Some times they played eye-opener
Some times they did soul-searching
Always feeling the pulse of our society
Or dismayed by our moribund polity.
In your demise, we have lost
A true well-wisher
Of the faceless masses
Of Deaf and dumb people
Fighting for their floating rights
And for a dignified existence
Disgusted by those managing the stage.
(Lived from February 26,1960 to February 6,2016)
Cartoonists, satirists, caricrature makers, are unfortunately rare to find nowadays.. Our society is highly in debt to these silent artists, who had done all they could to open up the conscience of the people.. A fitting tribute Rajnish.. We need more of artists, pure artists in this world.. Thank you for sharing.
It is a great tribute to cartoonists. Beautifully crafted poem. Thanks for sharing.
I think they are serving the society in their own unique way. Thanks a lot, Sir.
A sincere tribute to a man who must have been a funny and irreverent cartoonist. Strong last line: 'Disgusted by those managing the stage'. Effective use of repetition-'some times'. The actual cartoon is so funny.
It is indeed a pleasure reading your critiques which have depth and an analytical approach. It is so inspiring. Thank you, Michael.
Caroons are a device of social control, the cartoon attached by Rajnish Manga is really interesting. The poem is a lovely one.
I do not know this cartoonist but the ones I do like and follow are a special breed of journalist/reporter/artist/philosopher/humorist/writer. They are capable of amusing people while at the same time educating them about the particular wrongs he sees in society. This poem is an epic tribute to not only this cartoonist but to the entire field of these social commentators. Excellent write.
Thank you for sharing the poem. It's an excellent poem coming straight from your heart. Humour without malice is a protective shield we need so much on our path to sanity and humanity. Regards, A.K. Das
Thanks for visiting the poem and for such nice and thoughtful critique. The tribe of really good cartoonists who are not only sensitive but have also a great sense of humour is dwindling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
They vanished from our society and we all know why and how, RK Laxman was one such genius....Very thoughtful poem in this subject Rajnishji...Liked it.10++++