Bijay Kant Dubey
Khushwant Singh As A Columnist - Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
Khushwant Singh as a columnist, a writer of columns,
Talks broadcast over not, but columned,
A journo mixing literature with news columns,
Is first of all a fictionist,
A novelist and a short story writer
Before being an editor and a journalist.
A Jack of all trades, but master of none,
He takes to in his style,
As if someone were talking, chatting, gossiping, conversing with
On the countryside guard walls of the hamlets
And the guest failing to slip,
Held by the charm of the narratives
In the forms of lively talks, chit-chats and discussions.
His chit chats, talks, discussions, warm and lively gossips and conversations,
None but an oldie
Can give the perfume and spray of that dispersed meditations,
Scholars worldly and practical, classical and learned,
Dealing with practical wisdom and wordliness,
With a litter of these all, meditations dispersed around.
Holding the hands, says he the tales of his, the gossips of his
On the farm-house floor
And on the guard wall of the villagerly mud house,
To take you there, to old and bygone times and ages
Rolled by and gone away,
A narrator of that time and age,
Telling about society, sect, custom, language, tour and travel.
A turbaned Punjabi, he is first of the Punjab,
The verve and vigour of the lands
Where he grew up, got schooled before moving to foreign
And returning back from
To choose a career of his own.
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