“Cogito ergo sum,” I think, therefore I exist

-Rene Descartes the France philosopher said

Long before that the seers in The Rig-Veda, said- I don’t know, who I am, and where did I came from, I carry this burden on my head and roam around.

When Man thinks, he thinks for everyone, his surroundings, his society, his nature, and all living or nonliving things,

But when the Man starts thinking only for himself, for his own comfort, for his own belief, without showing respect to others, the identity of man and the usefulness of his existence in this earth gets limited.

Unfortunately, we live in a time, when man is thinking a lot, but not for nature, earth, or Universe, but for his own benefits, his own believes and of his own needs and many things around him.

We are living in the time when the boundaries or human hearts are getting shrunken,

Our beliefs are struggling with others believes, This happens when we forget the oldest human language, which is called poetry. Poetry was the language, which introduced man to nature, which gave him the strength to talk to the creator of the universe and which give him the power to create his own deities, beliefs, and ideologies.

This is the power, which introduced man to the scientific world. Omar Khayyam was a good mathematician and an astronomer because he was a good poet. Indian astronomer Bhaskaracharya –II could write the best mathematics book in poetry.

In the journey of the Man, poetry remained his language all the time. It gave him to not only survive but also to think better for the universe.
In recent years, we have isolated poetry and limited its power. Poetry is the language of all knowledge, which says “Keep me not in the Darkness but lead me towards the Light"

Keep me not in the Death (due to the bondage of the Mortal World), but lead me towards the Immortality.

If we want to survive in this beautiful earth, we must love our sun moon and the whole universe; we must learn again our oldest language that is poetry, which gave us the light of knowledge

I am bringing out the Kritya journal of poetry after a long time, thanks to the young ones, who joined me in Kritya.

The Artist of this issue is Charlotte Mumm, a known artist to kritya

I welcome to Rashi and Anamika to this different world. I am sure, this issue would be very different from the past, and will bring the best poetry of the world to poetry lovers.

Rati Saxena


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