Mirror of Time: An Anthology of Poems

This maiden collection is a poetic expression of minuscule emotions scattered and introspection into mannerism and habits of human society. Through the South Asian looking glass, these alphabets of life were written over a period of two and a half decades and were gathering dust. One fine morning, while the family were celebrating my birthday and an approaching old age, it was decided to declassify and from a pool of poems written in English and Bengali, twenty-odd were selected. Half a dozen of them is a translation of poems written in native Bengali. Some of the poems fall in the genre of romanticism, a few on civilizational crisis and modernity.
Man and nature – chicken first or egg first dichotomy may find an answer through this swan song of a pedestrian’s journey and an enthusiast collects sea-shells of events on the beaches of life. A giant Wall replaces an empty piece of land meant for lovers and grazing cows. At another time and place, Mister Sunday enjoys a break from punishing office duty and embrace the free hours that belong to him. A kid in a village asks the sparrow where to find water in this summer where water is everywhere yet not a drop to drink. At last, the rain comes. Bring the storms with it, washing away the sins of civilization. Someone smiles as she looks at the dead man on the deserted beach. At a distance, the debris of the World Trade Center falling from the sky and a clash of civilization erupts – the morality of a race usurped by the anaconda of merchandised sponsors who may tempt the basic instinct of the masses to catch the consumer honey-bees in their flying nets and make Aladdin lamp, a laughing stock.