Sunday, 22 August 2010


I do not know him personally but I feel as though I know him for ages. He is from a small town called Tanuku in Andhra Pradesh. Just turned 18 this August 10th , 2010. But his age is not the yardstick to measure his mental acumen, poetic vulnerabilities and sharpness of intellect. At this age he weaves verses of shadows and lights and "this wretched country". When I mistakenly addressed his as bacchaa, he told me quite categorically that the address makes him uncomfortable. So we became friends. Subscribing to the same poetry zone (site), we could easily gauge each other's preferences. His reviews and critiques of my work are surprisingly adult considering his age. In years to come, I am sure he is going to become a promising citizen of this country and will write many more beautiful verses for posterity. His name is Ravi, the sun with blazing thoughts, a bright mind and a powerful writing skill. May he live long and contribute to literature in his own right. Ravi these are my best wishes and blessings for you.

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