Showing posts with label Sociology of Creativity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sociology of Creativity. Show all posts

Thursday, 3 March 2022


Sociology of Creativity

Note: Some of my collection of Short Messages, Quotes and Poems to spark Hope & Joy in our'self'.

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I am what I think I am

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Saturday, 31 July 2021

 Those who see the beauty of God’s creation are blessed; you will be content.

- Joel Lalengliana Darlong

Mother nature knows when the sun is at scorching temperature to pour down rain and cool the earth's atmosphere around.

- Joel Lalengliana Darlong

Oh moon, you shine in the dead of night, illuminating every road, just as there is light in every gloom.
- Joel Lalengliana Darlong

Covid-19, like constructing a house on top of a hill, restricts social interaction in our surroundings.
- Joel Lalengliana Darlong

Wednesday, 24 March 2021


When I take a long time -,

I am slow

When my boss take a long time -

He is thorough,

When I don’t do it -

I am lazy,

When my boss doesn’t do it -

He is too busy.

When i do something without being told -

I am trying to be smart,

When my boss does the same -

that is initiative.

When I please my boss -

I’m apple-polishing,

When my boss please his boss -

He’s cooperating.

When I do good my boss never remember -

When I do wrong, he never forgets.

- By Mr. Biakthanga Darlong, Asstt. Teacher

I feel its worth to be read by everyone, found this poem in an unpublish Silver Jubilee (1974-1999) Souvenir of Darchawi Christian High School, Darchawi, Kumarghat, Tripura

Friday, 19 February 2021

Road not taken

I live a life to choose a road

The road I choose is what I have.

Every start, I see many roads ahead

Let me know the road to be taken.

I live a life to choose a road

Every choice comes smeared in confusion

Why the must to choose a road?

Why the path must lead in two ways?

Oh! Where are the roads not taken?

Where is the road to Valhalla

Where I would live with my beloved ones?

Where is that road not taken?

Man! I was wrong to think I was right

To be there where I am not.

Yet I must choose the invisible road not taken

And be home, my one place I belong.

By: Joel Lalengliana Darlong 

Sunday, 20 December 2020

Foolhardy Happiness 

I carried on with life to get glad. 

Yet, satisfaction is silly. 

Why it must be like this 

Where did I foul up to be stressed?

Whom did I want to oblige from being upbeat? 

Issues inside make an obstacle. 

What makes me chargeable for being glad 

Why do I need to sob if glad is life? 

Where would I be able to be, to be cheerful 

Whom would it be advisable for me to be with to share bliss? 

My life on my sight I give it a second thought 

I will continuously meditate emphatically to be upbeat.

By Joel Lalengliana Darlong

Sunday, 29 November 2020

I am what I think I am
When I was young, I couldn’t understand how these words go around as I become older and meet many of my kins, friends, and people through social interaction. I gradually have a smaller circle, and the trust I have in all of the said demises slowly. Whom should I become, where have the thought of the self get dissolved. Sometimes, the people I love dearly, care for, and trust slowly swap away to make me feel lonely again, just like a baby was born alone. Why does the self have the glitches in me? What should I do to get it away? It becomes hard to be with the person knowing it all. The strength that I have to the self has no more. It’s hard to be someone who I am not. What makes me indeed a person has gone, but to be who I am, I have to be. C. H. Cooley says, “I am not what I think I am. I am not what you think I am. I am what I think you think I am.”

Friday, 27 November 2020

Will Wield Hope

Will Wield Hope

Will of my own decision
The decision to choose my own choices
Choices with the Will to plumps.
What if Will is loss
Can the Will be harnessed?
What if the Will harness is lost?
Can it be recovered
What if I have Hope?
How far can they go?
Beyond any time and space
Beyond social singularity
Can Hope brings Will to every Hope of our dissonance?
What if Will wield Hope?
No one knows what can happen next
It's beyond an event horizon
You never can aspect thing you could do

Reaching  the edge of life trajectories in the sociological imagination


By: Joel Lalengliana Darlong 

Monday, 5 October 2020

I lived a dream

The world is socially constructed as reverie
All my deeds have an accord with social reality
The ego of my Id and superego transfuse within me
Oh! cerebral takes a leap to my steps
And knowing everything, I know nothing
Where am I?
Am I trapped in the matrix of the social construct to be real?!
Where did I go and how did I live 
Wake up! Alas! Give me a pinch.
Was the day I lived was a dream to see the social world
What will be next if I have to live a dream such as this 


By: Joel Lalengliana Darlong

Sunday, 27 September 2020



I rive alone

I thrive to reach you

My mind incepts elsewhere 

I ought to converse with you 

To realise no one cease to exist

My mind transverse in a rhythmic 

To meet with music

Music, where have you been

Take me home, 

I ought to listen to the song

Music, take me to the song

I listen the most, 

Make me fall asleep until dawn 

And wake me up no more

Wake me no more.


By: Joel Lalengliana Darlong