Comments about Anindya Mukhopadhyay
By twenty a child matures just.
With great potential the virgin
makes his debut under the sun.
Here, slowly the loyal shade retracts.
Unaware we keep on amusing ourselves,
so usual with the new taste of freedom.
Nor everyone can adapt themselves proper
in a rough world all alone. As I was,
uprooted and stood single;
awe-struck among strangers.
Novice and naive I stepped inside. Not welcome
but humiliation was my reward. I felt
a crust develop gradually about the core.
These good few days gave me a start
shortly I came over-the-hill. ...