Blood Words / A Warrior’s Walk

The Film

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Chitra Neogy’s book Blood Words / A Warrior’s Walk, a prequel to the film, has been contracted to be published by International Publications Media Group to be released mid August, 2016.

Blood Words / A warrior Walk is like an epic poem. It is the book which leads to the film of the same title, the script of which has already been written. It is about a woman of the elements; she encompasses everything in us and represents our most basic selves. She is complex and simple and is ready to live love and learn at every moment. She is the lives and cries of two separate beings in one. One bound in social structures and set moulds, and the other following her inner guide and her intuitive eye. Blood Words reflects a notion of space and time as perceived through the eyes of a young Indian woman. Through her the nature of dualities inherent in each one of us is explored and interweaves the struggles and textures of two cultures experienced and lived in one individual. She is seen within both cultures and visual and emotional montages in both ambiances reflect the textures and struggles of a warrior woman, an individual, and an artist who follows her call and her Numinosity. She has a startling ability to make you think beyond yourself. She walks on a path that declares us to evolve or dissolve. She is the fallen Apsara, a female spirit of the clouds, who came to earth to give mankind more. She walks with the east and the west and holds the essence of both cultures within her. The theme of the book is inspired by my own background and experiences as a woman-artist from one culture carving and sculpting her life in another culture. And though at times in moments of despair, anguish and pain when part of her looks back and longs to return to safety and warmth of her own culture, like a magnificent bird of flight she rises from the ashes of herself and conquers all nostalgia and sentimentality.

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Some words from a few who have read Blood Words:

“Blood Words is purposeful and poetic. It has become me and filled me with light, I am completely awake. My own energy has changed, to be positive and strong and I have transformed into it and feel it reawakened in me. Blood is invisible in me and yet always present; a spirit guide of harmony, protection, balance and strength. She is me and I am her. Blood is authentic, intimate, and full of strength- it is so important as a young woman to see this experience of self confidence, refusal to compromise or let the selfishness and possessiveness of others get in the way and take you from your path. It is reading an infinite poem that fills one with life and love, beauty and strength. It speaks in many different languages, driving deep into the inner depths of the soul and blossoming there in its many wisdoms. Chitra has given a gift that continues to unfold again and again, awake the self again and again, inspire again and again.”

Vanessa De Horsey

“If art is life, then here in Blood Words, there is rebirth on every page. Poetry, words that paint with the brush of a child’s mind but filled with the knowledge held in the soul of the world. I have been moved by many forms of art. I have been shaken, I have been disturbed. I’ve been affected. I’ve been impacted. Yet I have never had a piece of art alter the way in which I see life. The way in which I breathe my life. Until now. Until this. What is this? This empowering piece of beauty that leads me to feel…big. The love of the world felt and radiated by her. Exuding from her pores, Pain and hurting too. All feelings intertwining and being felt. None being ignored. This is what I want. I will let myself feel because of this. I will remain open to the pain and pleasures of the world because of this. I will let myself limitlessly create because of this. Art has never been so pure. Beauty has never been so real to me. Captivating and encompassing my soul in each word. These pages held me. They carried me and guided me. They taught me/ teach me where my words the only ones I could form lie. Just teach me. I will always breathe the words of these pages. I want them to always flow through my veins. To constantly remind me and empower me. Forever I will let them flow through me. “

Cassandra Mull

What is Blood Words?

Oscar Wilde would argue that life imitates art.  Most people who walk this golden earth think in a more construed, proper way- that art imitates life, those people would be wrong. The odyssey you are embarking on by reading Blood Words is one that Homer could never even imagine.  Blood Words is a language, a song sung in the forest of a thousand ancient wolf women ancestors and the divine mythology of Hindu gods and goddess.  Marion Woodman, a writer for Nancy Qualls-Corbett and The Sacred Prostitute Eternal Aspect of the Feminine asks the crucial question of “what is it in me that is drawn to the sacred prostitute?” The sacred prostitute, which you will learn about throughout the journey, is one who knows themselves inside and out, one whose spirit and sexuality is intertwined with every essence of their aura. Essentially Woodman is asking what is it in me that is drawn towards the idea of being whole. What will make me whole? What will make me rejoice in my own confidences and solitude and bring back my child’s gaze? What will let me slip in and out of the worlds and make unearthly apparition seem real, realer than the real world? Blood Words is the answer. It is the walk of the sacred prostitute. The bloody words on these pages remind us that our spirituality and sexuality are not separate, but bound together creating the wholeness in us which is our soul. We are given a rebirth to our soul again. It seems like a very simple idea, of course everything that makes up me are one, but this in fact is not how most approach their life and their soul. Instead, we separate and compartmentalize and forget to see the wings on our back that have always been there. Blood Words is a perspective, a contradiction, a human spirit pulsating and breathing through these words. Rainer Maria Rilke’s poetry can be compared to Blood Words as an example of what you are about to embark on. There is not one sentence, letter, period, space in Blood Words that does not bleed creativity, passion, and art and this is what it teaches us, that whatever we do we must do with creativity, passion, and art, we must “drink the swords and arrows on our own” but know that Blood Words is there for us waiting to rejoice us in blossoming garlands as we have now finally been reunited with our soul again, “we are finally awake.”

Blood Words / A Warrior’s Walk

The Book

BOOK 1

BIRTH

Chapter 1

I Eat Roses

 

BOOK 2

SACRIFICE

Chapter 8

Pregnant and Slaughtered in a Palace of Wealth

 

BOOK 3

EPIPHANY

Chapter 19

I Will Always Make Love With Poet Men

 


Foreword

“Every being in the universe is an expression of the Tao. It springs into existence, unconscious, perfect, free, takes on a physical body, lets circumstances complete it” -Tao te Ching

It is with subtle clarity and a profound resistance to the relentlessness and monotony of a comfortable existence that Blood Words stitches together in flesh and bones, all the remnants of a single life. Stasis is the enemy in this story and the book’s refrain – “time is the sensible measure in the continuity of mediocrity” – is there to remind us of our main character’s need to keep moving forward. In this elegant dance of words we see that in order to keep her balance she maintains equal movements – forward, backward –forward, backward. Blood Words carves its smooth surfaces out of a very jagged rock and the sharp chipping noises we hear are the many sounds of emptiness and loss. Mourning regains its rightful status and is done with gratitude for the ones who die bring us to life.

In Scientific American, they describe what takes place before the birth of a butterfly. “First, the caterpillar digests itself, releasing enzymes to dissolve all of its tissues.” Unfortunately, it reports that observing this process is rare and dangerous for the life forming within. “Getting a look at this metamorphosis as it happens is difficult; disturbing a caterpillar inside its cocoon or chrysalis risks botching the transformation.” In the case of this book, we get to witness the entire process. Pablo Picasso says “it takes a long time to become young” and Blood Words explains how it takes a long time to become whole.

I would guess that we understand confession as something we conduct towards the outward world, or towards someone of great significance – a trusted one. This author confesses to herself, to all of her selves past and present and does this valiantly for the selves to come. Whether you are a young or old soul, you need to know how this woman talks to herself and learns to love herself. Blood Words is a walk without fear of all of the possible paths presented, so prepare yourself, because our guide takes the ones very few of us would dare to. As I read the tightly woven text, I encountered words and phrases that were like threads in a dense and complex weave, giving each thread the ability to complete the many areas in the tapestry, changing as it moves along.

Chitra and I work for the same educational institution as teachers and mentors – but we are also eternal students. We see each other regularly by the indoor garden near my office where the bright sunny rug invites friends and visitors to sit. As much as has been shared between us, much more is left unsaid as we pass each other respectfully with silent acknowledgements that do not disrupt our intense focus. It is because of this practice that I can so appreciate the hushed and harsh language of this journey she invited me on. I had never known of the savage beauty that was encountered in its pages. This is a haunting story of a woman who belongs to herself, physically and emotionally, sexually and spiritually, a woman who welcomes outsiders to find her insides. She experiences the world as a place where the ordinary is quite painful. Reading the precisely placed words allowed me to understand why she had to free herself from traditional entrapments, superficial living and the claustrophobia of what we might call safety – to regain her eternal independence.

The fearful in us may experience this a cautionary tale, extoling the dangers of listening to your own voice, some will even say “see – this is what can happen when you dare to sing your own song,” but if you know of the Tao or any such manifestation of wholeness, you can access the deeper meaning all this has for our main character. I tell my students that Picasso says that – “Art is the lie that gets to the truth” but never thought to ask what happens when art is born of many truths – where does that get us? Blood Words asks and answers.

“If you want to become full, let yourself be empty” – says the Tao. “If you want to be given everything, give everything up” and yet Chitra assures us that “nothing has been wasted and nothing is regretted.” So, the sharp chipping noises produce shards that turn into flying creatures that lead our eyes towards the sky.

And, as we read, we understand.
As we listen we see.
As we see, we hear.
But only when we know do we feel.

I am just not that brave but was happy to meet someone who is,
“Namaste”…

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Sheril Antonio, Associate Dean
Maurice Kanbar Institute of Film,
Television
Tisch School of the Arts, NYU
Associate Arts Professor


 Inward

      The blue table reflected the sky on it. I watched the scratched surface of the once smooth visage and felt the lines under my trembling fingers. It was long and endless. My eyes moved up to catch the tall clear vase filled with water and twelve red roses waiting to open their beautiful bloodlines.

      I looked at the brand new black leather wallet by surprise. Some hundred-dollar bills lay across the shiny face. There was a finality and sadness about it. I moved back to the roses and quietly reached out to one of the buds and gently tore a few petals.  They approached me and I suddenly began to tremble all over. My hands shook as I plucked more of them and one by one placed them in my mouth. They tasted quiet and sweet as though my whole self was entering a garden of memories and wounds.

      A deep howl began to build within me and shaking and screaming I cried. The red petals fell on the wooden sky and all around me as if weeping with and for me. The howl turned into a scream. I could not stop. It was not aloneness that engulfed me. It was a wilderness of sorts, a forest without trees, sand dunes without the rippling sand, a riverbed with no water and a human face without the sparkling shine of a soul.

      It was the wasteland and I was in it. And then I saw my bride self, the one I had left in India when I walked away to sculpt life and art and weave the breath of life into the creative core. And I heard the chant always in me engraved in my being: ‘I want to express myself. I will express myself’.

Copyright (c) 2015
Manoshi Chitra Neogy
All Rights Reserved.
Library of Congress Registration Number:
TXU1-915-929

Reviews

A beautifully written book that transcends time and space

“A beautifully written book that transcends time and space. You become part of a woman’s journey, experiencing pain and anger, love and compassion as she struggles against the Philistine and bourgeois forces in society. Her light shines brightly throughout this inspirational work.”
– By Andrea, 5 Stars

I love the way Manoshi

“Blood Words A Warrior’s Walk has brought me to tears several times. I love the way Ms. Neogy writes it is as if it is a beautiful song is being sung! It it a must read.”
– By Bonnie, 5 Stars

This is a beautiful, inspiring book that has changed my life

“This is a beautiful, inspiring book that has changed my life. The language is enchanting, the story is gripping, and it is an empowering read that I would highly recommend to all women and warriors alike.”
– By Amazon Customer, 5 Stars

Radiant. What it is to be fully alive.

“Radiant. What it is to be fully alive. This book is not just for artists but each individual who is ready to shed the mask pampered by the numbing lukewarmness of a societal reality. With each sentence the narrator traces back to the root of where all begins and ends, for her each moment is an explosion of senses and depth, whether in revelatory horror or bliss. Written with sincerity, passion and a wealth of experiences, Blood Words infuses light into the coagulated life current of one’s soul. If your eyes feel dusted and your body falling to the ground, take the hand Chitra Neogy offers – being a warrior herself, she will guide you through the journey.”
– By Amazon Customer, 5 Stars