Mitali Chakravarty

Let me be free

Let me be free. Let me be free 

1w ago

London cabs, jams and kinship

London, once the centre of the empire where the sun never set, dates back to prehistory with evidence of structures from Mesolithic times.

11m ago

When fiction challenges communalism

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

1y ago

Words of Love

Thoughts of a devoted poet

1y ago

Festival of Memories

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

1y ago

“No Home or Land, No Country, No Earth”: Plight of the Refugees

“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.

1y ago

Two Poems

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

1y ago
April 16, 2022
April 16, 2022

“In the sky of knowledge, there are no borders”

“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.”

November 27, 2021
November 27, 2021

Embroidery

Pink cherry blossoms, 

June 26, 2021
June 26, 2021

Anointing with Love

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

June 26, 2021
June 26, 2021

A prayer

What is the sadness that with

June 26, 2021
June 26, 2021

To Bahadur Shah Zafar

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

April 24, 2021
April 24, 2021

Aubade

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

April 3, 2021
April 3, 2021

Unrest —

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

January 2, 2021
January 2, 2021

When?

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

October 17, 2020
October 17, 2020

Something missing

Something missing from this dish and that.

August 22, 2020
August 22, 2020

Moving On

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

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