• The First Book: Spells and Drunkenness, Songs of Mayan Women

    This is the first book created, written, illustrated, printed and bound in paper of their own making, by indigenous Mayan people in nearly 500 years. This book is referred to as “Conjuros y ebriedades: cantos de mujeres mayas”, which translates to “Spells and drunkenness. Songs of Mayan women”. This book of Mayan artists is a collection of spells, hymns, and enchantments. It was originally written in the Tzotzil language, which is a Mayan dialect. The texts were later transcribed and translated by the poet Ambar Past, who said, “We get our ideas from the earth: we copy the fossil of a tropical leaf and the surface of a sea snail.” Elena Poniatowska says, “Conjuros y ebriedades is one of the hundred most beautiful books in the world. The cardboard face breathes, looks through the slits in its eyes, and speaks with its open mouth inside the paper.” One tremendous trait of the book is that if we hold the book in our hands, the eyes look at us. (Refer Image 1)

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    The Taller Leñateros that publishes it, is a community of Mayan artists, founded in 1975 by the poet Ambar Past. His specialty is handmade paper, artist books, serigraphy and engraving (on wooden blocks and similar surfaces), pansey graphics, natural inks, etc. This book, 20 years in the making, records the traditional oral poetry of the local Tzotzil & Tzeltal people. (Refer Image 2).

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    The finished volume has 190 pages and 50 silkscreen illustrations by Tzotzil & Tzeltal women. The end papers are recycled paper with palm fronds, logwood and soot added. The three-dimensional cover is cast from paper made of recycled cardboard boxes, corn silk and coffee. Bound in boards covered with handmade brown paper, with a large face in relief representing the Mayan goddess of the desert filling the cover. The final pages are also handmade. Housed in a cardboard box printed with white title on the spine panel. It contains 45 poetic charms, 40 xerographed illustrations, among other various illustrations.

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    The monologue is written in Spanish, while the poems are written in Tzotzil and have Spanish translations. About 400000 native Tzotzil Maya people in the Mexican state of Chiapas speak the Maya language Tzotzil. Most people who speak Spanish do so as a second language.

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    Most moving of all  is the colophon, with the signature of Ámbar Past, and the signatures, personal marks & thumbprints of all the Mayan women – there are 150 in the collective – who assisted in the transcribing of the poems, and in the making of the book.

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    In the words of Ambar Past,These spells and intoxicants were dreamed by Mayan women from the highlands of Chiapas. The Tzotzil authors of this book do not know how to read. They claim that these songs were given to them by their ancestors, the First Mothers, who keep the Great Book where they keep the spells. Loxa Jiménes Lópes, from Epal Ch’en, Chamula, says that an Anjel, daughter of the Owner of the Caves, began to speak in his ear and then in a dream showed him the Book with all the words of the songs”.

    Ambar Past

    *The rights to all images belongs to its owners.

    This article is researched and summarised by Aaditya Bajpai*

  • Amber

    looking at your hairs
    coming on your face
    in this beautiful september.
    i keep falling for you
    for you are beautiful
    and your eyes, amber.
    aaditya
  • Polaroid

    With the moon sneaking up
    from the ocean at night,
    I remember you.
    That Polaroid photo of ours
    still hanging on the wall of
    my bedroom, and in it, me
    kissing you by the beach,
    and finding solace in you.
    (Poem – Polaroid, Lines 53-60, Aaditya Bajpai)

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  • Cookie

    Coffee is all that you think about. You are all that I think about. Hopelessness is all that the cookie thinks about. How does that work? I don’t know. All I can do is look at you and admire your smile; eyes and your lips. You would sit and sip your coffee, while my tea blossoms in the wind of love. The cookie would desperately wait for you to hold it, but my eyes would just won’t let you leave my sight. The Vanilla cake which you love so much and I hate so much, would suddenly have the best odour that I have come across. Your essence would take over the bakery, enhancing the taste of every cake that you would look at, in the bakery.
    I ? I would just keep staring at you, praying to the Cupid to just stop the time right there.

    (Coffee at the bakery, Chapter 2 “Cookie”, Aaditya Bajpai)
  • Tick Tick…Boom!

    “Andrew Garfield is Captivating”, “This is Andrew Garfield at his best”, “It was like watching The Real Jon Larson in Andrew’s disguise”. Well, these were the reactions of the some of the biggest movie pundits out there after the release of Andrew Garfield’s Tick Tick Boom.

    Andrew plays Jonathan Larson, a real-life theatre wonderkid who died tragically only days before the premiere of his era-defining and revolutionary musical “Rent.” Just to be clear, Andrew Garfield had no prior experience in the theatre when he signed on for this film. He jumped at the chance and said, “As artists and as human beings, how can we stay on the edge of ourselves, always extending and evolving, and having our consciousness and sense of self stretched, without those forms of challenges?”

    Personally, this was Andrew’s best on screen performance till date, A revelation with a magnetic performance up there with his strongest till date. I have been a fan of him since his Amazing Spiderman Series and now seeing him potraying Jonathan Larson, is literally a treat to the eyes and ears. He sings, acts, cries, laughs, and showcases perfection in each and every breath that he takes in the movie.

    The story is both genuine and unique, as well as universal. It’s thought-provoking, and it has a lot of fantastic concepts running through it. What Lin did with the narrative, I believe, truly pulled us inside Jonathan Larson’s head. He was able to take Jonathan’s songs and visually display them in such a way that they added to the narrative in ways that neither the script nor the book could.

    At the end, I just want to mention that this movie is literally a love letter for all the die hard musical fans. And I would like to end this with a quote from the movie, for you all to read and interpret and do comment below what is your interpretation.
    “𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝑨𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝑯𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝑯𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒔 ” – (Tick, Tick… boom! 2021)

    – A Review By Aaditya Bajpai

  • Gentleman

    Amidst the shorgul of town,
    you find yourself lost,
    lost in a breath,
    even the way, that’s ahead.

    You feel that you’re responsible,
    because that’s what is set by patriarchy.
    Learn to say NO, when you are tired,
    everyone’s equal, there’s no hierarchy.

    There’s no generalisation, of any color with any gender.
    You can wear whatever makes you feel “YOU”.
    You can also apply nailpaint and mehendi,
    don’t care, when anyone says, that’s not for you.

    You should respect all,
    love all and be there for all.
    But you should also stand against wrong
    despite what gender, the bad belongs.

    Above all, love yourself, and
    make yourself feel wonderful.
    Even Cry, when you feel
    you’re broken, or when life’s down.
    You’re good and you’re bright,
    You’re a gentleman, and for you
    there’s so much of light.
    -aaditya bajpai

    Happy International Men’s Day

  • The Unadvised Writings

    I am so happy to share with you all that my book titled “The Unadvised Writings” is now published by Notion Press Publishing Company under the ISBN number 9781684878741. This book is a collection of poems written by me. I had started writing when I was in 9th standard and since then I have been dreaming that one day I will definitely publish my own book.
    I want to thank the publishing house for helping and guiding me through the whole process. I also want to thank my family and friends, because without them and their support, all this would not have been possible.

    You can purchase the book from the website of the Publisher through this link – https://lnkd.in/eESCS-PN

    The book is also available on Amazon – https://lnkd.in/eD87RFbn
  • ‘Christmas on the Carousel’.

    “We’re talking about love, the strangest and the most beautiful feeling in the world” – ‘Christmas on the Carousel’.

    I was surfing through the internet to watch some Christmas movie, and I came accross this movie named ‘Christmas on the Carousel’.

    Most of the movies under the romance genre are about fantasizing the love we have for the other person. This movie stands out from that cliche. This is a 71 minute movie, which is not so fancy, not so intimidating as such. However, what I would say in 1 word is that this movie was just “Beautiful”. Sometimes it’s better to watch something with which we can very closely relate to, like the real human world stuff. This movie offers you that. A perfect, small, touching and beautiful story. I must recommend every romance movie lover to watch this movie atleast once.
  • Within you I find

    I dissolve in you,
    your body, and your soul
    dwelling into me.
    Staying awake amidst,
    the shorgul of town.
    Your smell, your essense
    is enough to put life
    into the dreary desert of my heart.
    Meeting you every now and then,
    it all doesn’t feel enough.
    For like every heart requires,
    the stream of blood to flow through it.
    I require, you to engulf within me,
    and our souls, they merge,
    so intensely, that even the
    cupid would fall onto earth,
    to seek our blessings.
    I want to die in you,
    you still keep me alive.
    I want to lose thyself in your darkness,
    thee still drag me out to light.
    I don’t deserve you,
    you still embrace every
    nickle of blood, that flows in me.
    This ain’t a filthy manifestation
    nor it is my search to survive.
    This is love, the love,
    within you I strive,
    within you I find.
    – aadi
  • Till Death Do Us Apart

    Shivering, much isn’t it ?
    Manifesting thyself, in you.
    Like a leaf falling, in Autumn,
    knowing, will die, yet falling.
    This all never ends,
    the manifestation, of you.
    Every page of my book,
    bleeds, you.
    For it shall never be dead,
    in my head, it shall stay.
    The love, that I felt, I feel,
    I have it, still.
    That scar I left, though upon you
    stretches towards me.
    Within the soul, it still exists,
    you, your eyes and what we felt.
    I left a void, my fault, my pain.
    I say it out now,
    my heart, still beats, in your soul.
    I live in a fairytale, knowing,
    I might not yet desrve you.
    Yet, I tell you how,
    your name exists, in each and every
    drop of blood that stays within me.
    You’re not here, still
    you, me and the heart
    till death do us apart.
    – Aaditya Bajpai
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