Manoj Das, the legend will reside via his literature

Express News Service
BHUBANESWAR: ‘Mo Maa ti kete bhala, jete bhala padmaphula’ had been the phrases that Manoj Das uttered when he was unaware of alphabets and even capable of fathom language or literature.

These phrases of unconditional love for his mom remained so etched in his reminiscence that he remembered the second an interviewer requested him concerning the time when he first began writing.  

More than appreciation for his writings, admiration for the person, the author took over in a couple of minutes of dialog. The most learn author didn’t fail to amaze with readability of thought, truthfulness, sobriety and an infectious smile. 

That was Manoj Das. But reminiscing Das or his writings isn’t as simple. A sea of labor that included tales, quick tales, novels and columns in Odia and English. Pick any story or a write-up and a floodgate of photos, tales open up subtly shaking one’s consciousness.

The actual is so starkly introduced and the common-or-garden is so earth-deep in each sentence,  that it soaks deep into the psyche of the reader.  Presumably, that’s what made the person a face within the crowd, a Padmabhusan, a Padmashri and Saraswati Samman awardee in addition to, Sahitya Akademi winner. 

Deeply impressed by Sri Aurobindo, Das by no means let his beliefs merge into his writings. Even when he was pushed by the ideas of Marxism, he maintained a margin between what he created as literature for a bigger reader base.

In his personal phrases, “In early 60s, I cut myself apart from the philosophy of communism. I was drawn into the life divine of Sri Sri Aurobindo.”  

The awakening made his writings take a unique path and he by no means belied this. For somebody who believed that inspiration performs a very powerful position in artistic expression,

 Das’ works in his personal phrases had been additionally impressed by the then prevailing poverty or the sight he noticed at a cremation floor in Balasore at a young age. Das’ creativity was not solely restricted to tales and columns for newspapers together with

The New Indian Express, his contribution to Chandamama, the ever-green kids’s journal, was  immense. Though then he wrote with pseudonym the favored tales of the royal life, on kings and queens,  Bikram Betaal, many of the narratives had been Das’.