He was like a Tornado that didn’t know what it could destroy or what it could discover.
He was the kind of man who could swim gracefully in the ocean of intellect.
He explored different fields to establish his own decisions.
His every creation was tangled the way he struggled for his life.
His words were like the strongest rods beat by the hardest hammer.
He was tremendously short-tempered.
He achieved his victory over his opponent in his own way of battle.
He was a born captain.
Yes, he was a born captain. Also, he was born a lover. He was capable of writing poems from which he couldn’t depart in his whole life. Even the most aggressive philosophies were written elegantly in his poetic aspect. His ideologies were expressed in a different way while others crowned their own findings and made them their commands. He was not fond of beautifying his ideas. He was also disinterested to present them with fake glitters. He called his own philosophy “A Scepter” which he brought to existence for lighting up the darkness in the lives of people.
Undoubtedly, a scepter – a scepter of communism. This was going to rule the world. This would break all the chains that bound mankind. The scepter was designed to nourish the people with goodness. I haven’t read any of his books that talk about his philosophies. But I have indulged in his biographies numerous times. It came to my knowledge that he enjoyed the writings of Shakespeare just like I do. Maybe it could also be the reason why I got connected with him easily.
All his photographs are like the way I adore. His face, his beard, his luminous eyes, his jacket. His looks never felt like an outlander. He was also one of my inspirations from whom I figured out the writer in me. Even the thought of how a man could write, write and repeat would have made me understand the allurement of words and pen down my own.
Dear Marx, Just wondering how strong you would be enduring all the hindrances that came from all parts of your life. The courage of saying what people needed, and repeating it aloud when others dared not. I personally feel, at the bottom of all your thoughts, love thrived. Remembering you a little more than usual on this birth anniversary (May 5th) of yours. I will always walk your path holding your hand. Though your soul rests, your words and thoughts revolve around the world to date.
About the author:
Aathira Srishti
Aathira Srishti is a Chennai-based young aspiring author who wrote her first book “Will you be my better half” at the age of 17. She is also known by her personal name Santhiya. The book created a huge craze among the fangirls of the protagonist. She received the prestigious “Aatral Ilavarasi award” from Aram Tamil Cultural Centre. She is now working in one of the top IT companies and carrying forward her love for literature and writing. She is active on youtube, sharing the importance of books and inspiring others to get their hands on reading. To get her regular updates, connect with her on Instagram @aathirasrishti.
