All About Poetry: Reading Session and Slam

Hi!

I recently moved to Pune and organised my first poetry event here. Here’s a clip of how the event went. Hope you guys enjoy! 🙂

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Love,

Antara

Swimming in a Pool

When I’m writing about Kolkata, it’s difficult. Because I’m writing in English but the dialogues, the lines, the words come to me in Bangla. It’s different when I write a story in an English setting (or maybe even base it in other parts of India). Then automatically the thoughts are in English. But, where Kolkata is concerned, it is as if I’m simply sieving and translating. Two worlds on different sides of the wall. And that feels wrong. Very very wrong. That is the point where I feel helpless. I know my bangla isn’t strong enough such that I can write a novel in it. And English is what I’m best at. Kolkata is also what I know the best. Hence, it fits to be the setting of my novel. But it is frustrating when after writing two or three pages, I’m staring at the screen, not knowing where the story is going. Because god help me, but how can I expect a Nimai Kaka to address his Memsahib in fluent English. It just sounds so very wrong. At this point I’m extremely close to giving up. And I have, before. On more than a dozen stories I think.

I hate swimming in this frustration pool.

Documenting 1.3 : Our Story by Antara and Sourjya

Hi everyone!

Recently, Papercup held its Poetry Slam 0.5 at Oxford bookstore and me and Sourjya decided to participate. This is my second time slamming and Sourjya’s first. Hope you guys like it. 🙂

Love, Antara.

( https://antarachakraborty.wordpress.com/2016/06/25/our-story/ )

Holi ’16.

Well, hi!

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The best thing to happen, happened. I had a freaking amazing holi- in all sense of the term. I got to spend it with my bestbuds and family. 🙂

And and and

I woke up to –

my article

published on

The Times of India. :3

Full page, too. Yay.

Here’s the link-

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P.S. – Happy Holi, folks! Hope you had a good one. 🙂

Documenting 1.1 : Introduction and haiku

Hello everyone 🙂 ❤

This is my first v-blog. Hope you guys like it.

 

Just in case my voice sounds muffled, here’s the haiku I wrote-

Drip drip drip – it roars

From the quarter-closed rust tap

Like small silent wars.

 

Thanks for watching 🙂

With love,

Antara  ❤

 

P.S. – I would love some feedback.

mail me at – antara5947@gmail.com

“Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly”

Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly, as if a million miles away. Somewhere far off you can smell flowers burning. And poppy seeds popping.
It reminds you of home.

Someone tugs at your sari. You remain seated at your desk with your head resting on your crossed arms. Someone should come back later.

Someone tugs again. This time, a lil impatiently.
You look up. It’s Sree.
You pat her and she sits down at the end of your chair chewing the end of your sari, satisfied.

That somebody calls you again. A faltering, softer call.
“Aun..Ma?”
You sit up, startled.
You stare at your step-child, failing to answer for a while.

“..yes, baby?”

******

P.S. – The song I was listening to- Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds by The Beatles.
P.P.S. – It’s a Daily Post challenge. The challenge was to take the third line of the last song I heard, make it my post title and write for a maximum of 15 minutes.
🙂

My First Rejection Letter.

I really thought I could be one of the finalists. I really really did.
So, when I got the letter this afternoon, it killed me.
I opened it, excited. Only to be faced with the worst.
The TV blared in the room. The voices- muffled and distant.
And I just sat there. Unable to feel.
It’s one of those worthless feelings. What use is believing in yourself
if there’s not much to believe in?

It’s a poem I posted here before (deleted before participating.
It’s one that got good reviews).
And one close to my heart.
So you know how it feels.
I haven’t told anyone yet.
I’m a bit embarrassed to be honest.

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Uggh. I’m just plain sad. 

Anyone with similar stories? or anything really..
It would be nice to catch up with you all.

(Mail me at antara5947@gmail.com )

Love and hugs,
Antara 🙂