There was a time when every youth of my city dreamt to be a poet. They were surged by an igneous passion to react to their personal world and the world around them through words, words after words that shaped into a leaner, elongated structure, evidently different from an article or a story. I was thrilled to find that lost passion, that luminous force… a kind of outcry which is also subtle and aesthetic in Ardra Manasi. So, those youths with dream struck eyes and fiery love for something that is far from a sickly fat bank balances still exist. Ardra Manasi’s poems appeals mostly as a burst of youthfulness. They have the power of strong convictions. With an expression that is frank and outrageous, vibrant and at times strikingly cynical these poems move around a varied canvas from mythology to borders to ‘Othello’ and the Snake charmers. I enjoyed this journey from one realm to the other and observed that in all the backdrops Ardra Manasi’s expressions are innate outcomes of genuinely churned emotions. I have always believed that poetry and all other art forms are built on this honesty. I would like to specially mention about Ardra Manasi’s imagery. Her poems have the strength of powerful visual imagery, colours for instance, are integral for the psyche of her poetry. A strong, rather very strong sense of womanhood and a concern which is often a rebellious uproar against inhumanity evoke from her craft. I deeply value the poet’s spirit and passion, more as it is at the same time, essentially poetic. I sincerely believe Ardra Manasi has a long way to go as an important Indian English poet of next generation. I wish her my heartiest bests and welcome her in this mad and painful yet beautiful world of poets.
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