Nibedita Phukan

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Nibedita Phukan born in a small town called Moranhat in the district of Sibsagar, Assam. She has been regularly contributing to all the major Assamese literary magazines. Her first collection of poetry ‘Nachoni Parda’ was published in 2015. With individualistic sensibilities, the poet plays with the readers’ mind. She seeks realities in people’s unlived lives, unsaid things, half-real imagery and the interplay of disparate images. She did her masters in Geography from Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi. Currently, she is working as a Senior Programme Manager at Development Alternatives, an NGO working towards sustainable development. She grew up in the mystical land of Assam and she finds everything lyrical there. The smell of fresh tea leaves, the ever flowing river, the sound of cicadas from the deep forest in the dark, the fire flies—they mesmerise her so much that they have become the source of her inspiration and words of her poetry.)

The Best Poem Of Nibedita Phukan

Love In The City

At the break of day in the lake of lilies
The sun cut out the moon's pale splendour
Light and dark, criss-crossing, had me blinded
And we played house
Like birds, roosting, in a room long locked

A three-seater couch was our stage, the TV
Our central jail
A marble Tajmahal sadly sat
Atop a table at the corner

We had loved till the city was beautiful
Neon lights lit our road to love
My love was unbridled, like the city
Yours was urbane genteelness
Myriad times we joined the procession
And were back to make love in our cramped quarters
The dark sat deep on the drapes of the window
When the touchy-feely wind shook the curtain
Restless men on the outside fidgeted

One day
The drains of this city turned stinky
I was pierced by a spear of sly will
Loosed from another city

As sleight of hands was getting me maddened
A knock on the door shattered my dawn
My window shook with the newsboy's throw

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