June Nandy

Born in Agra and brought up in military camps all across India, June is now settled with her family in Calcutta. She attributes all her education to her wide and extensive travels to the remotest interiors of India as well as farther known and unknown regions of North America, Europe and parts of Asia.

June Nandy has received her double post-graduate degree in English literature and Hindi Literature and is a professional Translator. She has received her B.Ed and PGD in Public Relations (topper) and Translation Science (topper). Her alma-mater includes Presidency College, Calcutta, Calcutta University, IGNOU, N. Delhi and BILAMS, Calcutta.

She has been trained in Hindustani Classical Music from Triveni Kala Sangam, New Delhi, Late Ustaad Sagiruddin Khan and Ghazal tutelage under Ustaad Sabir Khan. She has been telecasted by Calcutta Television Centre (DD-Kendra-I) and other semi-classical city soirees number of times.

Her poetries and film & theatre reviews have been published by reputed national and international literary journals and commercial magazines


Missing the rainbow


The spool of your claims
unfold the period film for the
umpteenth time; now on your
frail shoulders: albino burden-trawling
everything-like Ali Baba's un-fair
cousin; in a Radezsky March:
open sesame-the call of
the colourless corvine.

Our fatigued fingers spilled
the cross, planted in the breads,
thrust onto the inbred palms. And
your novelty of hunt hurled a rag
of deer-slain shawl. The inheritors of
either shore, now practise the oath of
combat in the notebooks.

Your enterprising factories
churn out binaries from
the air; the world-made a
colossal stomach, nestled in walls.
And your bank sends you
to write the arc of prism.

Transparent settlers; you've missed
the rainbow. You never brought
us anything.
 


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