A student of clinical practice, a polyglot and a translator by passion, Niladri savours his unique ideas. He writes from a small high-altitude village in Bangalore North. Raised in a village near Surat, he calls himself a proud Surti. He writes in Urdu, Pashto, Gujarati and Bangla and English. He is fond of medieval and pre-modern Farsi literature. A history fanatic, he enjoys rhapsodising historical events and popular epics to the keen ears of children.
Niladri demystifies freedom in this verse and exposes its delusions red in tooth and claw. Freedom is an orgy, it is the burning of an effigy. Intoxicated fireflies illuminate...