UMBARATHA By Vyankatesh Madgulkar
Have we considered writing to be the only passion of our life? Have we
ever given away our life as a Muslim singer gives away his pursuing his
passion? Have we been immersed in addiction for all twentyfour hours?
No, never! We have neither lived our life nor seen it. We did not dare
to do so.Till the time we are trying to maintain our monetary gains, our
name and fame, we won’t be able to create something worthwhile,
something constructive. Only an exclusive mind would dare to throw away
all the rules of grammar and take the language further away. Only an
artist would dare to kick the set values of virtues and display a
magnificent show of unknown set of virtues. As an artist, a dacoit also
kicks the set values. But the dacoit is responsible for the moral
degradation of the society while the society rises high above in the
company of an artist.