Amorphous Creativity

I weave you with my words, I carry you in my eyes, You make me want  to wish for more, beyond Earth and the skies, Empowering me through and always, You guide me  in your own mysterious ways. I hear your song and follow your lead, I have long crossed the tiny realm of need. I live to keep you alive or is it the other way around,  I do not know. But, my dreams I tell you this, With time and imagination, I wish you only grow!

India is primarily a nation of farmers, our school civics had made us aware of that. So, when we hear about farmer suicide, it immediately grabs our attention. The word corruption has entered the daily vocabulary of a layman. So even this evil is blamed on it. None of us are aware of what really causes it and its forgotten as we don't really have the knowledge and the will to explore the basic roots. Kota Neelima writes a book about this very issue. She sets the mood of the book with "None of us can match the powers we challenge. It is an unequal fight, but we have the dead on our side." Is she successful in writing a political fiction or it just turns into a wannabe expose in the guise of fiction? Read on to find out. The Good: The name Kota Neelima brings with it high expectations. She has been there, seen that and reported about it too. Anyone who has followed her reportage will know that she is capable of giving the reader an insight about burning issues...