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Subrat SaurabhAuthor of Kuch Woh Pal
I am you; you are me. We both are in this book.
If you hold a bachelor degree in common sense and satire is your first language, you will enjoy the read.
The Poetician is a cheeky, colloquial, social, in the face satire about the lives we live in contemporary times. Every poetry is a story; unification of past with present and amalgamation of a skeptical future.
The title ‘Practical vs Theory’ makes you realize what a fool this education system had made out of you. ‘Cheekhta-Chillata Shehar’ is a blunt satire on an un-environmentally friendly city. ‘Foodie-Mere ped ki dastaan’ will leave you with a humorous aftertaste. ‘Maryadapurshottam Mard’ is a satirical take on the lives of the eldest sons in the Indian family.
‘Hindi medium ka chatra’ is a satire on the colonial language. ‘Manto’ and ‘Munshi ji’ are odes to the legends. ‘Best friends forever’ deals with the dark world of teenage issues and friendship. ‘Jahaalat’ translates the crassness of modern young society. ‘Parchaiyan’ is my arrogant, angry battle with life. ‘Bachche Zinda hain’ is a raw, compelling, naked truth about how we treat the young citizens of this country. I would say just read and then decide if you found yourself or not.
Lov Pathak
Lov Pathak is an Indian writer and filmmaker living in Mumbai. Born and brought up in Lucknow, he imbibed culture and character in his personality through the prism of this old city. He moved to Noida to graduate in B.Tech like many of his peers, but his love for writing and filmmaking brought him to Mumbai.
The journey of self-exploration began with intimate, alone sessions looking at the sea. The rocks at the beachside, the mountains when he travelled became his bodhi bench, and soon thoughts turned fluid. He wrote film scripts, stories but unfortunately, only a few materialized.
In the battle of survival, poetry took a back seat. A constant struggle in a cut-throat world that is competing for every little space was not only confusing but dark too. Running from one studio to the other while sleeping in a car was taxing. He never thought his first poetry will ironically emerge while sitting in his car, disenchanted with life. That began the process of healing. Every poetry from there on was to find hope and heal.
His journey of self-exploration will continue while he meanders through some other terrains of life.
