Every year brings about its library, not only of books but also of moods. Some months will be poetic, some will be essays in patience. My year in reading was an almost silent autobiography written within margins. It was a year filled with stories that held me during times I could not help myself, storiesContinue reading “Y – Year in Reading(Where pages become seasons)”
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X – Xenophilia in Literature(Where love crosses borders)
Just as xenophobia is the fear of the stranger, xenophilia is the opposite – the love of the strange, the interest in the foreign. And all the literature ever stood behind it. From the times of Homer, who glorified the hospitality to strangers, and up until Amitav Ghosh’s In an Antique Land, where Hindi filmsContinue reading “X – Xenophilia in Literature(Where love crosses borders)”
V – Visual Poetry Experiments(Where words learn to look)
Poetry doesn’t have to occupy lines only — sometimes it takes place in shapes, pauses, borders. Visual poetry is an art where language meets design. This genre appealed to me because words needed room to expand — they could no longer occupy their conventional places on a piece of paper. I needed them to becomeContinue reading “V – Visual Poetry Experiments(Where words learn to look) “
S – Storytelling in Reels(Where seconds hold stories)
In this time of constant scrolling through social media, storytelling has had to adapt its pace for today’s audiences. A reel is not simply a video but rather a story created in a short format (ie: a heartbeat) of emotions. Regardless of its length, its purpose is still to capture our attention by telling usContinue reading “S – Storytelling in Reels(Where seconds hold stories)”
R – Reading Rituals(Where pages become prayer)
For me reading isn’t only about the book itself. But it’s also about the quiet dance that dances around the book. I make my chai before I open a page. I find the sunlight falling on the page when I read, and I feel the silence gathering like a companion that knows when not toContinue reading “R – Reading Rituals(Where pages become prayer) “
Questions I Ask While Writing (Where silence becomes structure)
Each poem starts with a question — although not necessarily stated explicitly, but rather felt. Sometimes it is what makes the memory painful to revisit, or what silence wants to reveal.For me, poetry is much more about posing questions than providing answers. In every poem, I ask myself: Is it truth or nostalgia?Am I rememberingContinue reading “Questions I Ask While Writing (Where silence becomes structure)”
Love Letters To Book
Some books are not just confined to our shelves.Instead, they are part of the letters unsent,the conversations that keep coming back. Sometimes, to read a book is to write to that someonewhom I am so desperately longing to meet again –that someone who can make me laugh out loudas if every single laugh mark wasContinue reading “Love Letters To Book”
Kolkata Literary Corners
Literature is woven into every inch of Kolkata from the great Kalam Literary Meet at Kala Mandir to the quiet Literature Corner of Behala, wherein stories aren’t just narrated but taught. Book clubs blossom like flowers in the evenings — from the Shakespearean Society to Book Lover’s Club and the quaint meetings where chai andContinue reading “Kolkata Literary Corners”
J – Journaling as Pre‑Poetry(Where raw thoughts rehearse before they sing)
Poetry isn’t born in its complete form.The first spark arises in the midst of journaling:fragmented thoughts, incomplete sentences,chai stains along the edges,moments of feeling frozen just before they disappear. The act of journaling is a space for rehearsal.In it, truth emerges unbidden,words falter, blushing, learning to breathe.Then comes the time when those same fragments —Continue reading “J – Journaling as Pre‑Poetry(Where raw thoughts rehearse before they sing) “
Identity In Ink
Each poem I compose leaves its own fingerprint.Not one that can be seen, but felt.At times, my identity lies in the cadence of a line,at other times, it lies in the space between two lines.Every revision mirrors back to me,who I am when I penned it,who I am now. Writing is more than a mereContinue reading “Identity In Ink”
Amanyas Creative World 