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I read an interesting argument that art should serve the society by expressing that society's aspirations and reflecting its achievements. If not, they must be disqualified from the realm of art. And I tend to disagree. If art becomes a mouthpiece for the goings on in the society, it would be similar to writing which has to straighten the crooked lines of the society through its opinions. Of course art should do that, in any form, but it should not be limited to that alone. Art is unique and unparallelled just because it has no fence, no rules and it need not even depict anything in particular. But it should be meaningful, its intend to be understood by persons as per their perspectives. And should be something beyond judgement, only a thing to be enjoyed, comprehended and followed in its full. It should be a path unto itself, not a vehicle treading down the path created by others, crooked or straight.

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  1. KarthikSeptember 10, 2009 at 3:51 PM

    Am with you for the above viewpoint :-)

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  2. Snippet ThoughtsSeptember 10, 2009 at 4:43 PM

    Thank you

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  3. Bhargavi BhatSeptember 13, 2009 at 10:23 AM

    'but it should be meaningful........................straight'
    these lines are really superb.i read these lines again and again.there's something in your writing(the way you put your thoughts into words)which makes me just keep thinking........

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  4. Snippet ThoughtsSeptember 15, 2009 at 7:35 PM

    Thank you. I value your comments a lot.

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