launch Charismatic Chiaroscuro - Poetry & Art at Hetitage Mississauga on April 17th, 2025

The launch of Charismatic Chiaroscuro - Poetry & Art at Hetitage Mississauga on April 17th, 2025. Thank you for all the support all my friends. Thank you all the esteemed speakers.

The book has been sponsored by Mississauga Arts Council 's microgrant program. Thank you, Jayme Gaspar Matthew Wilkinson and

Heritage Mississauga (Mississauga Heritage Foundation)

 

 

 

 

 

For my poetry kindly Visit: English: http://ignitedlines.blogspot.com Hindi: http://ignitedlines.blogspot.com/ website:

WORK IN PROGRESS "A Journey into a Charismatic Chiaroscuro"

 

 

 

WORK IN PROGRESS "A Journey into a Charismatic Chiaroscuro" is a unique intersensory amalgamation of poetry, digital, and video art exploring light and shadow, blending innovation, tradition, myth, and reality. Offering an immersive multimedia experience, The book uses QR codes to connect readers with dynamic artworks on YouTube, seamlessly merging visual art with poetry”. #charasmaticchiaroscuro #poetrylovers #poetryandart #digitalart For my poetry kindly Visit: English: http://ignitedlines.blogspot.com Hindi: http://ignitedlines.blogspot.com/ website: http://meenachopra17.wix.com/meena-chopra-artist

Nalanda Award for best Hindi Poet goes to multiligual poet and artist Meena Chopra by the "Canadian South Asian Literary Festival 2023"

 

 

#nalandaaward #canadiansouthasianliteraryfest

Delighted to share that I've been awarded the prestigious NALANDA AWARD for Best Hindi Poet by the "Canadian South Asian Literary Festival 2023"! 

 

As an artist and a poet of both Hindi and English, I've always embraced the beautiful synergy between the languages, between my Indian heritage and Canadian influences. My creative journey has always oscillated between cultures and the realms of art, poetry and literature.

 

I'm truly humbled by this recognition, which reaffirms the power of creative expression in literature, art and cultures to bridge gaps and transcend boundaries. A heartfelt thank you to the organizers and everyone who has supported me on this path. This award is not just mine, but a celebration of the diverse voices that enrich our artistic and literary tapestry.

#NALANDAAward #Poetry #Artistry #CulturalFusion #Gratitude #Humbled

 

यह बताते हुए खुशी हो रही है कि मुझे कैनेडियन साउथ एशियन लिटररी फेस्टिवल 2023 द्वारा सर्वश्रेष्ठ हिंदी कवि के लिए प्रतिष्ठित नालंदा पुरस्कार से सम्मानित किया गया है!

 

एक कलाकार और रचनाकार के रूप में, मैंने हमेशा अपने भारतीय और कनाडाई प्रभावों के बीच सुंदर तालमेल को अपनाया है। मेरी रचनात्मक यात्रा संस्कृतियों, भाषाशैलियों, कला और कविता के बीच सदैव ही गतिशील रही है।

मैं वास्तव में हर उस प्रयास का विनम्रता से और हृदय से स्वागत करती हूं जो जीवन के हर एक पहलू की दूरियों को कम करके,असीमित सीमाओं को लांघता हुआ, कलात्मक एवं साहित्यिक अभिव्यक्ति की शक्ति की पुष्टि करता है। 

 

आयोजकों और सभी को जिन्होंने मुझे इस लायक समझा और मेरी रचनात्मक गतिविधियों का समर्थन किया, उनको मेरा हार्दिक धन्यवाद। यह पुरस्कार सिर्फ मेरा नहीं है, बल्कि उन विविध आवाज़ों का उत्सव है जो हमारी रचनात्मक टेपेस्ट्री को समृद्ध करती हैं।

#NALANDAAward #कविता #कलात्मकता #सांस्कृतिक #आभार #विनम्र

Indian Consulate General Toronto

India in Canada (High Commission of India, Ottawa) TAG TV

 

For my poetry kindly Visit: English: http://ignitedlines.blogspot.com Hindi: http://ignitedlines.blogspot.com/ website: http://meenachopra17.wix.com/meena-chopra-artist 

A grand poetry and art evening NOWA at Beaux Arts Brampton

 

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SHINING CANADA: A poem by Meena Chopra - Artist & Poet

YouTube Premiere 'SHINING CANADA' - Video Poem Film by Meena Chopra

IT IS AN ONLINE EVENT. YOU MAY ACCESS IT ON YOUR DEVICE.

Let us celebrate Canada with a poem.
Premiere on YouTube at 9AM Canadian Time 1st July 2022. Run time 4 minutes 13 seconds

You may go to the premiere link as below and press the bell icon to receive the notification for the event.

YouTube: https://youtu.be/5BdAsdhD5Ck
FB: https://www.facebook.com/events/1662603554104372

 

DEEP DARK WOODS, A Poem by Meena Chopra - Artist & Poet

Dusky one (Shyamal Si) - A 'Poetry Film' by Meena Chopra

 

It is a translation of Hindi poem 'SHYAMAL SI' in English. It is being released on YouTube. It is a poem dedicated to the youthful spirit and aspirations of all young women stepping into womanhood. My daughter Tia's zeal, explorations and her adventurous spirit, along with her resilience, gave birth to this verse. Link to Hindi Poem: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5aSig...

SHE! The Restless Streak Art Exhibition and Book Launch

Opening of art show and book launch at Art Junction. New Delhi (Pics)

For my poetry kindly Visit: English: http://ignitedlines.blogspot.com Hindi: http://ignitedlines.blogspot.com/ website: http://meenachopra17.wix.com/meena-chopra-artist

Art & Poetry

For my poetry kindly Visit: English: http://ignitedlines.blogspot.com Hindi: http://ignitedlines.blogspot.com/ website: http://meenachopra17.wix.com/meena-chopra-artist

Exuberance(from Facebook)

Confines

I sit near

a clear flowing stream

trying to read

but my book

does not open

I try hard

eves dropping

to descending shadows

from the mountains

but it seems 

my password is lost

in a dark lagoon

words have taken the wings

are now soaring

valley below is deep

my fist is tight

eyes swollen

tired and sleepless

words are seamless.

They are lost 

in a whirlpool.

Why?

Why can I not

read my book

for once at-least?

The Mystery Book

I am a faceless face
in a real time display
structured and showcased
in a modern way

I hide behind
the cleverly constructed disguise.
The dark impinging shadows
constantly knock on my doors and windows
colliding again and again.
They never get to enter
and fall down
fraction by fraction
splitting in
sharp glassy pieces
piercing
till I bleed.

I am adamant and heedless
blind and distant.

I tweet reality every day
I refuse to open up
facing the silent charisma,
evolving mysteries
of my hidden mystery book
I am a viral socialite
standing on a virtual platform
of a faceless
facebook.

Strangers

Drawing by Meena
Oil Pastels on paper

In the day's heat

I sought myself in you.

Strangers we were, still are

silhouettes in each other's eyes.

Remnants of a deflected time.

Monotony

Nonexistence is

claustrophobic.

1 fear remaining an outline.

Your warmth lingers

uncaptured,

fading into opacity.

1 know 1 will burn

till the fire burns in me.

From "IGNITED LINES"

ओस की एक बूँद - The Dewdrop - Oas ki Ek Boond

ओस में डूबता अंतरिक्ष
विदा ले रहा है
अँधेरों पर गिरती तुषार
और कोहरों की नमी से।

और यह बूँद न जाने
कब तक जियेगी
इस लटकती टहनी से
जुड़े पत्ते के आलिंगन में।

धूल में जा गिरी तो फिर
मिट के जाएगी कहाँ?

ओस की एक बूँद
बस चुकी है कब की

मेरे व्याकुल मन में।-© Meena Chopra (above drawing is by Meena Chopra)
- From upcoming collection 'Subeh ka Suraj ab Mera Nahin Hai'.
Oas me doobata antariksh
bida le raha hai andharon per girti tushar
aur koharon ki namee se

aur yeh boond kab tak jiyegi

is latakti tahani se jude patte ke alingan me
dhool me ja giri to phir mit ke jayegi kahan
aus ki ek boond bas chuki hai kabaki
mere wyakul man me.


(Transcreation)
The Dewdrop

The dewdrop
Submerged the universe.
departed
the misty
damp cold nights
Hugged
A fresh and short lived leaf.
Clung to the suspended branch,
A life span.

What is the chance ?
Will it last?
If it falls
on the grounded dust
in a final thrust.
Vanishing ever.

Yet it yearns,
Stilling the beats
Ceasing -
As it never did.!




- Meena Chopra

Memories of Space - शून्य की परछाईं

All the stars
engulfed in silence
trying to grab
the hands of futility.
The day explodes.
Whiteness spills
the residues of
the waning moon.
Death of the night
is still alive
in the memories of space.

- Meena Chopra

(Transcreation)

सितारों में लीन हो चुके हैं स्याह सन्नाटे
ख़लाओं को हाथों में थामें
दिन फूट पड़ा है लम्हा - लम्हा
रोशनी को अपनी
ढलती चाँदनी की चादर पर बिखराता
अंधेरों की गहरी मौत
शून्य की परछाईं में धड़कती है अब तक
जिंदा है
न जाने कब से —
न जाने कब तक

- Meena Chopra

(Above drawing by Meena Chopra)

sitaron me leen ho chuke hain syah sannate

khalaon ko haathon me thame

din phoot pada hai lamha - lamha

roshanee ko apani

dhalti chandani ki chaader per bikhrata.

andhoron ki maut

shunya ki parchhaien me

dhadakati hai ab tak

zinda hai

na jane kab se -

na jane kab tak!

(above drawing by Meena Chopra)

Entwined Dimensions

Unravelled mysteries 

coloured wide spaces
entwining dimensions.
The vacuum

became horizontal.
Lines deciphered.
Core looked for its periphery
having fallen out

of the centre.

Searching?
The centre

or the periphery?

 -Meena Chopra

पूरब की हूँ - श्यामल सी - I am the dusky one -poorab ki hu.n - Shyamal si

शाम में शामिल रंगों को ओढ़े

नज़र में बटोर के मचलते मंज़र

ढलते हुए दिन के चेहरे में

मुट्ठी भर उजाला ढूँढ़्ती हूँ।

पूरब की हूँ - श्यामल सी

सूरज को अपने

गर्दिशों में ज़मीं की ढूढ़्ती हूँ।

पहन के पैरों में पायल

बहकती हवाओं की

फ़िज़ाओं के सुरीले तरन्नुम में

गुनगुनाहटें (or आहटें) ज़िन्दगी की ढूढ़्ती हूं 

पूरब की हूँ - श्यामल सी

सूरज को अपने

गर्दिशों में ज़मीं की ढूढ़्ती हूँ।

उठती निगाहों में

भर के कायनात का काजल

दूर कहीं छोर पर उफ़क के

टिमटिमाता वो सितारा ढूढ़्ती हूं

पूरब की हूँ - श्यामल सी

सूरज को अपने

गर्दिशों में ज़मीं की ढूढ़्ती हूँ।

शोख फूलों को

घूंट मस्ती के पिलाकर

चहकती धूप को आंगन में बिछाकर

ओस की बूंद में अम्बर को ढूँढ़्ती हूँ

पूरब की हूँ - श्यामल सी

सूरज को अपने

गर्दिशों में ज़मीं की ढूढ़्ती हूँ।

मीना 

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(A rough translation)

Bedecked I am

with the setting colours

risen from the shores of a silent dusk

as I  face a setting day

with rippling panoramic moments

that twinkle my eyes 

and with all this within me

I seek 

the handful of a dawning light.

I have adorned my feet with the anklets

of the tinkling restless breeze

and I look for the fading footsteps

in the rhythmic musical notes of 

the nature that surround me 

I am the dusky one 

from the east 

and I look for my sun light 

in the strife of the life 

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shaam mei.n shaamil

rango.n ko o.Dhe

Dhalte hue din ke chehare mei.n

nazar me baTore machalte manzar

MuTThi bhar ujaala Dhu.Dhatee hun

pahan ke pairon me payal

bahakati hawaon ki

fizaon ke sureele tarannum me

zindagi ki aahaT DhuDTi hun

poorab ki hu.n - Shyamal si

sooraj ko apane

gardishon mei.n

zamee.n ki Dhu.Dhatee hu.n

uThati nigahon me

bhar ke kayanaat ka kajal

door kahin chhor par ufak ke

TimTimata wo sitara DhuDhati hun.

poorab ki hu.n (Shaamal si) 

sooraj ko apane

gardishon mei.n

zamee.n ki Dhu.Dhatee hu.n

shokh phulon ko

ghoonTh masti ke pilakar

chahakti dhoop ko aangan me bichhakar

os ki boond me ambar(saagar) ko dhuDhati hun 

poorab ki hu.n (Shaamal si) 

sooraj ko apane

gardishon mei.n

zamee.n ki Dhu.Dhatee hu.n

- Meena Chopra

बारिश के खिलोने - Misty Madness

बारिश के खिलोने

 दौड़ती नज़रें जब

गुज़रे समय की सड़क पर
देखतीं हैं वापस मुड़कर
तो दिखाई देते हैं
दूर छोर पर खड़े
कुछ बारिश के खिलोने
और धूप की नर्मी में भीगे पुराने रिश्ते

और कुछ --
वक्त की धुन्ध में मिटते
पाओं के निशान।

-मीना चोपड़ा 

Misty Madness

Blank eyes see

the vanishing point,
the skyline of the past.

I capture

the falling rainfall.
A soothing touch ,

the by gone sunshine
wet with the kisses of a rainbow.

Footsteps fade

in the misty madness of time.

(Trans-created from Hindi into English)

-Meena Chopra