Comments about Anirbit Mukherjee
I was walking away from the mirror,
I was walking away from my shadow,
I wanted to fade away in terror,
I listened to my sky and its bellow..
It was an epiphany from within,
Born beyond my mortal self,
It was from a crescendo of hopes,
Which untill now had lead me nowhere.
I heard a voice,
As if from the mirror but floating from far away,
A quaint music from far way lands settled into my flute,
A clear dictum set in sincere tune,
A verdict in the winds of the lonely afternoon