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 June Nandy
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Ideospheres of Pain
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June Nandy Binding: Paperback
(pp: 168) ISBN: 978-8182531703 Availability: In Stock
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2010 Condition: New
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Calcutta
was different then. Just five years back even, it
didn’t race to collide, but walked to guide.
Romi chuckled out softly. ‘Ma’s habit of
thinking in poetry is catching up with me. Ma
would’ve definitely made a face and replaced the
word guide with abide. I still
remember the day when she and father were watching
a television show, where a man was smoking a
cheroot and Ma had cried out: Look…how he starts
by making one soul of a thousand hungry
stomachs…unemployed thinking stomachs. Look, he
wants to now extend their hunger to that dank
theatre called Academy, where the first three rows
are of leather, and the rest are wooden chairs
infested with bugs. Hah,
land of equals. Equality when there’d be road
processions with inquilaab
zindabad slogans; locked out factories with inquilaab
zindabad calls; obstructing traffic by sitting
on the roads for hours with inquilaab zindabad;
boycotting of classes in the university campuses
with inquilaab zindabad.’ Romi
remembered, how she always thought inquilaab
zindabad was a call to throw
normal life into mayhem and disorder; to interfere
in other’s activities.
About the Author
with her family in Calcutta. She has received her Masters degree (English & Hindi) and is a professional translator for about ten years. Her alma-mater includes Presidency College, Calcutta, Calcutta University, IGNOU, New Delhi. Formally trained in Hindustani Classical Music from Triveni Kala Sangam, New Delhi, and Ghazal tutelage under reverent gurus, she has been telecasted by Door-Darshan Kendra, Kolkata and other semi-classical city soirees number of times. June Nandy s poetries have been published by various reputed national and international literary journals in North America, United Kingdom, Malaysia and India such as Taj Mahal Review (India), Sein Und Werden (UK), featured poet of Poetry Super Highway (USA), Kota Press, featured poet of Up the Staircase Literary Review (USA), Gloom Cupboard (USA), Decanto Magazine (UK), Clockwise Cat (USA), Heavy Bear (USA), Malaysian Poetic Chronicles (Malaysia), Kritya (India), Femina (India), Ultra Violet (India), The Beat (USA), Aphelion Webzine (USA). She has won the third prize in the poetry contest organised by the Prakriti Foundation (Chennai, India) in 2009.
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Earth’s Tilted Spine
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June Nandy Binding: Paperback
(pp: 109) ISBN: 978-81-8253-134-5 Availability: In Stock
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2009 Condition: New
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June Nandy is a published poet, short story
writer, reviewer, ghazal singer, teacher and a
translator from Calcutta, India. A post graduate
in English Literature and Hindi, Bachelors in
Education, post graduate diploma in Translation
Science (Gold Medalist) and a diploma in Public
Relations.
Her
writings has been published world wide in reputed
international and national journals like Taj Mahal
Review, Sein und Werden, Femina, Frontier, Poetry
Super Highway and other corporate journals.
She
has tutored languages in high schools previously
and presently is a full time professional
translator. Apart from writings, she has done many
shows in ghazal singing and other semi classical
music in television and cultural soirées. She is
married and a mommy to a beautiful daughter.
In
her spare time, she loves to watch paintings,
mostly surreal and read philosophical and literary
works. In her creations, she likes to experiment
with all kinds of style and genre but with one
constant underlying essence, and that is to
project human beings as the only creature who is
concerned about what he can be even at the cost of
sabotaging his own existence.
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I, The Woman
Love me, and
celebrate me.
Hate me or
condemn me.
Envy me, and
imitate me.
Fight me, and
resist me.
But do
acknowledge me, and
not neglect me.
I have a Voice
am just not a thing of
WOW.
I have a Cry
just not your Tow.
I have a Mind
not just a sham Show.
I have an Existence
as I’m not a mere Shadow.
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