Mitali Chakravarty

A journey that shreds castes and creeds to heal the self-esteem of a woman.

Thoughts of a devoted poet

Bulldozed brick by brick, my childhood was torn apart by tears streaming down the stone facade as my house collapsed.

“War is vast. It reaches across the horizon, loftier and older than peace. Killing came before war, but it might also be that refuge preceded war.

If sunflowers shone in the sky and clouds floated in lakes,

A brief history of the creation in verse.

Peach seas murmur with the colours of the setting sun. There are no peach trees here — only

“Today it seems to me that every festival in Santiniketan offered homage to the seasons in some form or other… Much later I learnt that the festivals of Santhals and other Adivasis are the expressions of respect for farming and forest life. There are forms of nature worship based on an advantage of the earth as a primal mother.”

Pink cherry blossoms, 

Listen to the swish of the waves. Feel the breeze whisper caresses. See the mangroves stretch

What is the sadness that with

The Emperor wrote a lonely note. In exile, he wept for a grave in his Native land. Colonials

Each night, the sea with the moon croons a lullaby.

And then it rained flowers, then it rained flowers emptying the trees.

The scents and colours of the morning arouse the wetness of the night. The dewdrop splendour awakens the dawning sunrise drenched in colours

Something missing from this dish and that.

Flowers on Facebook — Violet, red, yellow, orange — splashed a welcome into a garden never visited

Perhaps, the time has come to Love, Love again

The keepers of law

The cloud saw the girl sitting in her balcony and reading. Peace and harmony -- thought the cloud and smiled.