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Andaman and Nicobar Islands: A Photojourney
Snippets from my travels on the Andaman and Nicobar archipelago, surrounded by the vastness of the Bay of Bengal in late January and early February. Continue reading
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The Man Who Belonged On Earth
Now that the words are in the open,Reason and logic bent and broken,What were the words you could have spoken? Had life cheated you in disguiseAnd left you weeping for the highs,Would the tears have fallen from your eyes? All that there is, is what seems to be-In the great ruse of perspicuity-Much less than… Continue reading
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Another New Year’s Day
I rush through the morning without inching a glanceTowards the cacophony that the clock creates.The hands tick on in an inflated silence thatOnly my past can understand right then and there.History is too troublesome, harried and beyondCapacity to concern me; at times it feels profaneAnd unnecessary too. Another year lies ahead of meIn an exaggeration… Continue reading
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A Document on Parity, Christmas Day 2022
Christmas Day, 2022Hyderabad Intemperate winds have played with your tresses,Fondled your neck, kissed your face,Mourned the lack of redressal at all abscesses,Solicited the void of warmth in space, Examined the ache that my absence brings,Wondered at what causes such hurt,Laughed at the misery of foolish things,Questioned the parity of flinging dirt, Spoken of the dew… Continue reading
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Autumn in Hyderabad
The fall has begun; the withering of the last leavesDesiring the friendlier cages of love unmatched.I walk past the doors of the monsoon closing in onMy debt-ridden past. I am invited in but politelyDecline the offer. No devil drawing the dotted lineCan change my mind nor can the upright tanglesOf Time know better. Bathukamma, Dussehra,… Continue reading
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Decoding John Mayer
John Mayer left home at a young age, and his music cries out in alleviation for the kind of hurt that he must have gone through. For the most part, however- and this is a recurring theme- he does not seem to have achieved a homecoming. This does not bode well for any artiste. Much… Continue reading
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Words To Be Written On My Tombstone
To you, in essence, these words I leaveAnd ask for nothing in return.Open your windows. Do not grieve.Try to let my embers burn. I ask you to let me go in peace;I have no right over you.To cherish this moment of release,The orange sky has turned to blue. I can’t say if I miss the… Continue reading
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NEW BOOK LAUNCH
Hi! I am extremely excited to announce the launch of my latest book- a collection of poems titled They Were My Heroes. You can get all details and also check out the latest offers, promotions and giveaways by heading to my website www.mohulbhowmick.com. Knitted by verses indulged with tempo, They Were My Heroes is a… Continue reading
Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.
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