"It’s also a thin line that divides You and me A thin line thicker Than the world’s entirety"
Very few prefaces have the ability to catch a reader’s attention and Chitre’s is one of them. The opening lines give a peek into what is to follow-“I have been a lot of people at times; at times, simultaneously, all or some of those; at other times struggling to be even one of those. Most of these different selves were induced by time…”
A moment. An era. A space. Chitre through his poems manages to give us a glimpse of the fissures that are created by time. The first section compels the reader to come out of their comfort zone. It is the description of Bombay or Mumbai as we now call it. The poems are not a sweeping statement on the city but are an acute observation of people and the place. The book begins with a poem on the school – the elephant in the room- the sexuality, the repression, the frustration, the anger, the abuse...
As first poems, there are flashes of brilliance and a general suggestion of promise. However, we see a voice that is, as yet, not fully able to differentiate between sentimentality and sensibility. There is more to look forward to with this poet than there is present here. I'm privy to some of his later poems, and those are consistently better than most in this collection. I wish him the best.