Radhika Mukherjee's Blog

রাধিকা মুখার্জি আসলে কোলকাতার মেয়ে। এখন বাস পুণে শহরে। লেখালিখি করার ইচ্ছে সেই ছোট বয়স থেকে, আর শব্দ, ছন্দ আর অর্থ তখন থেকেই খেলা করে মনের মধ্যে। মা, অধ্যাপিকা সুনন্দা সেন, নিজেই ব্যতিক্রমী মানুষ। তাঁর কাছেই রাধিকার বিশ্বসাহিত্যের পাঠ নেওয়া শুরু।সেই সময় থেকেই কত লেখকের লেখা যে তাকে পথ দেখিয়েছে, সে সেইসব নাম বলতে গিয়ে […]

In conversation with Radhika Mukherjee, the author of ‘Our Particular Shadows’ & ‘Broken Shadows’

And the women, they did not scream. They moved silently, carefully, strategically.

They closed in on the man with the axe and rod, who was charging at them shouting guttural obscenities.

They had their lassoes ready and their pepper spray.

As one they sprayed him, some from behind, some upwards from the front, as they bent on the ground to escape notice. In a minute they had him writhing on the ground – shrieking –

axe and rod abandoned in helplessness.

They tied him up and carried him away.

To where he would be shown a better way. 

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(Copyright: Radhika Mukherjee)

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Suddenly in the mind, inspiration strikes like lightning, on witnessing lightning! Such is the magic of the monsoons!

It opens up a space in the mind, for the real, for:

The Chasm

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It is a beautiful season here in India. Majestic even.

It is the time of the most fecund joy.

And the most amazing sky drama!

The poem: 

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The sky drama: 

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See what I’m talking about?

Happy monsoon-ing!

This weekly photo poem is a shout-out to all storytellers everywhere! Whatever your medium, which ever stage of acceptance/success you’re in, know that you’re in the right space.

Claim your story!

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Because despair is an important emotion to work through.

Because finding purpose is important.

Because vulnerability and reality are inextricably intertwined.

Because strength flows most true when you accept all parts of yourself.

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What would you do if you had to take The Leap?

That strange alchemy, you and a strip of reflective glass.

What does it say about you?

Are you someone you know, you recognize?

Or are you, a STRANGER?

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