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All About Broken Shadows

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If you’ve ever been hurt, ever felt bewildered by the world, ever felt it was all just too much, Broken Shadows is the book for you.

Broken Shadows is a collection of 12 abstract micro fiction stories which explore the sighs and sorrows of the deepest self. Joy peeks shyly from the shadows, while healing takes center-stage.

Want a taste before trying? Here’s a free PDF preview:

Click here for the first two stories!

Broken Shadows received a fabulous 5-star profession review from Readers Favorite!

Read the Review!

You can buy the Broken Shadows eBook for $0.99 / INR 0.49 at all the major eBook retailers:

Amazon (Kindle: will redirect to your local amazon store) : getBook.at/BrokenShadows

Apple (iBooks / iTunes : Might only work for the US) : https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1095198226

Kobo (International link) : https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/broken-shadows-6

Nook (Barnes & Noble : Might only work for the US) : http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/broken-shadows-r…/1123563604

I’d love to hear from you about the book. Drop me a line at:

radhika (at) radhikamukherjee (dot) com

Happy reading!:)

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Spot The Sleepy Elephant (#WordlessWednesdays)

Sleepy Elephant (By Radhika Mukherjee)

Sleepy Elephant (By Radhika Mukherjee)

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Those Gremlin Days Of Art

The Body Of The Root

The Body Of The Root (By Radhika Mukherjee)

What is there within me today, that is deep and dark?

Complex chocolate foamy loam,

Worm dwelling, corporate shelling,

Ruined lives buried in glee?

 

What in me was dark is grey under siege,

In moments of such madness as these,

A poem is a silent angel of futility,

Parading unpretty in the hall of shame…

 

What is this world of melee?

What is proven if anything of fire?

There is but a chink of gold,

In each pearly sunset mound of flesh.

 

What is my glory, my honor?

Through words hot and cold,

I fly in incomprehensible circles,

And make my futile art of—

 

Muzzle

Puzzle,

Dazzle,

Dross…

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A Stilled Dynamic (#WordlessWednesdays)

A Stilled Dynamic

A Stilled Dynamic (By Radhika Mukherjee) 

 

My phone made a movie all by itself! It’s got the most amazing yellow roses in it!

Please watch: The Beautiful Yellow Roses (Real Beauty Series, 3) 

 

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Behind The Light, Beyond The Dark

What Secrets Does Radiance Hide By Radhika Mukherjee

What Secrets Does Radiance Hide By Radhika Mukherjee

Today I have no words but those arranged before.

Today darkness crawls into the crevasses of me,

Today I wish for a different me,

One not so wounded, one not me!

 

What right has the light to entice?

What broken vision of perfection it peddles so unashamed?

What utter lie will ‘normal’ next tell?

Your healing, it fails—

 

Your promises, they fail.

Your bond frays.

Your words are charred wool.

There is no sense left in our electricity.

 

When you slip into the void,

When you rip open to the dark,

When blood pools in your hollows,

Is it not an inevitable relief?

 

I wander in waste,

I shout out in haste,

I cry when I could laugh!

And reach out, still I reach out—

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I Want To Be A Lotus! (#WordlessWednesdays)

I Want To Be a Lotus

I Want To Be a Lotus By Radhika Mukherjee

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Video 2 of the Real Beauty Series is now live! It’s a lovely moment of mindfulness, with swaying boughs laden with flowers!

Watch: The Beautiful Sway Of Flowers In The Wind (Real Beauty Series, 2)

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The Call Of The Sublime

 

The Lighted Dark

The Lighted Dark By Radhika Mukherjee

The gulf between the sublime and me,

Wavers some days,

Then dances away,

Delighting in just the prospect!

 

That long leap—

Hangs in the shadows,

Darker than dark,

Lighter than light!

 

Just the inward smile,

Just the breath-spirit wide,

Just a little crinkle in the heart,

Is all I have to show—

 

That the heart of the world had called to me one day…

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Reach for sublimity with my abstract, sublime book of micro-fiction with the rave reviews: Broken Shadows!

Buy for $0.99 on: Amazon, iBooks, Kobo, & Nook!

Happy reading!:)

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My Brilliant Moony Friend! (#WordlessWednesdays)

Moon1

Moon2

Moon4

Moon5

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Last Call for June Newsletter Attendees

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See you in a bit!:)

 

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Ambition’s Dilemma

Moon Rise By Radhika Mukherjee

Moon Rise By Radhika Mukherjee

Come now, it isn’t so bad!

Didn’t we just decide to emerge?

Didn’t we just say, we would reach — high?

Don’t hide now, don’t fade.

It’s our time to shine.

It’s terrifying, yes; what if you get seen?

But darling, how will you see yourself unless you open up?

None of it matters, none of the hurt.

Just call out to the dawn moon,

Dance in starlight,

Trail a little of the ocean on your palm…

All our ashes will whirlwind in rainbows,

And we will be, what we were meant to be:

Ascendant!

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Annoucing the ‘Real Beauty’ Video Series

I’m starting a new video series, on YouTube, called Real Beauty, to share the raw, real, visceral moments of beauty that I encounter on a daily basis.

Writing a book about the Beauty Spell (Rackety And The Beauty Spell) tends to open your eyes to the beauty energy all around! And I wanted to share those moments with you!:)

Here’s the first video of the series, a sunset video taken around a year ago when I was visiting my Ma in Bengal.

A Beautiful Bengal Sunset (Real Beauty Series, Video 1)

If you liked the video and want to see more, please do subscribe to the channel!

P.S.: I’m getting ready to send out my monthly newsletter, where I send my readers fresh life and writing updates and delicious exclusive content!

To Join Click Here!

 

 

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A Time To Shine (#WordlessWednesdays)

White Shadow Shine By Radhika Mukherjee

White Shadow Shine By Radhika Mukherjee

 

Golden Summer Shine By Radhika Mukherjee

Golden Summer Shine By Radhika Mukherjee

 

Soft Moon Shine by Radhika Mukherjee

Soft Moon Shine by Radhika Mukherjee

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Mystery, Electricity, Connection

Today you are my way back. Today you save me in the blind sea of words. Today, I feel a little corner of the heart of the world, slipping past the guarded walls. Today I feel, earth. Today, I feel the embrace of love. Which strangely enough, turns out to be indispensable!

These three days of wilderness. Sitting still and just losing myself.

How do a few conversations fix that? What is this power, this electricity, that connection generates?  How do dreams seep back, just like that? Brighter than before? More tactile than before?

How, after vacating myself to the howling wind, did I flow back into myself, into my right self?

It’s that mystery, that power, that keeps us entwined to us.

This is why, we came here, to this plane.

To love.

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The World That Words Betray

Mindscape Cloudscape

Mindscape-Cloudscape (By Radhika Mukherjee)

Words tell you that here, this is the thing,

That circumscribed within me is a something…

 

When you go and look,

You see a too-muchness that cannot possibly be described…

 

So you ask them,

Are you sure you have said the thing?

 

Oh yes, they exclaim,

We are right, we are what is!

 

You stare into your ever-shifting mindscape,

Into the indescribable deep…

 

And know, that words cannot follow you here!

You indulge them though—

 

You tell then,

Yes, you said it true!

 

You are right, you are what is,

Without you, the world could not be seen.

 

Without you,

What is?

 

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The Mellifluous Green (#WordlessWednesdays)

Green Melody By Radhika Mukherjee

Green Melody By Radhika Mukherjee

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On Lightning Wings

Cloud Wings

Cloud Wings

Suppose the way lay through the air?

Would you with your pink lightning wings,

Go charging across the ocean,

Straight to what you thought was the heart of the world?

 

The tears of cut grass smell so mellifluous!

Everything spills tears today – from me.

 

I imagine you at least, free—

Soaring, with those crackling wings,

Reaching at last that space of my torment;

Of my deepest longing.

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In Memory of Moti (#WordlessWednesdays)

Moti

Moti The Valiant

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The Flavor of Loneliness

The flavor of loneliness

Is a smoky vanilla

Without the sweet,

Without the usual milkiness.

There’s only the insubstantial echoes of sweetness,

Within intangibles so intense, the very self evaporates.

 

The flavor of loneliness

Is an intense bitter chocolate.

Dizzying, electrifying, giddy.

Coating the tongue with desperation,

Buzzing like static that never coalesces

Into the image of a connected whole.

 

The flavor of loneliness

Is condensed milk gulped right from the can.

The fiery sweet that nearly knocks you out.

A trance of resounding silence.

That goes on and on,

Into a black nothingness.

 

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Through The Thorns… (#WordlessWednesdays)

Through the Thorns

Through The Thorns…

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City Lights City Bright (#WordlessWednesdays)

City Lights City Bright

City Lights City Bright

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Morning Walk Gift: Flower and Bee Macro

Sometimes, the simplest of equipment, the most basic of setups suffices to produce something marvelous.

Presenting: a phone camera macro, of a flower, a bee and even a tiny little golden ant!

The whorl of flowers seemed perfectly poised and then as I was taking the photo, this tiny feisty black bee landed on the petals and completely unconcerned about the giant with the phone filming the scene, it went about its vital job of nectar hunting!

It was amazing!

Found on a silver-golden morning walk.

The Flower And The Bee

The Flower And The Bee

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The World Is In Bloom! #WordlessWednesdays

The World Is In Bloom

The World Is In Bloom

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Just Branchin’ Out! #WordlessWednesdays

Branching Out

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You and Me and Me and You

The Colour Of Love

The Colour Of Love

(Tomorrow, is a special day for me and my love, so sharing this personal poem with you!)

 

Within the tactility of you and me,

Within the dark cocoon of love,

Is a beat;

Counting out the moments,

Meting out the feelings,

With which we confront our realities.

 

It is a dance,

A contest,

And a race,

Where losing and winning,

Is interchangeable,

Indistinguishable from the other.

 

The skin tells the truth,

Does it welcome touch?

Or recoils?

The eyes tell the truth,

Do they soften,

Or turn away?

 

Trading poetry,

Trading jokes,

Scolding despair away,

We run away and to,

We sing in harmony or off,

But melt, melt into together!

 

And there’s always something,

A little out of reach…

The whole truth can never be seized.

Our two arcs intersect,

To send out sparks,

That bedazzle—

 

That beguile the mind into thinking,

This island of us is the whole world,

We to each other is all there is and will be.

But for this time,

For me,

That is the sweet truth.

 

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What Does The Blank Page Say?

Such an inviting thing, the pristine blank page!

Just waiting there with a hidden mischievous smile. Such temptation for me! To jump into the fray. To cavort with words, to play with sound, to create a whole world around.

To color it with ecstasy!

But sometimes, I have hesitated. Sometimes, I have been afeared. Sometimes tired, sometimes dazzled and many times too puzzled to respond.

Still it waits.

“Oh you will fall for me,” it says.

And I, what do I say?

“Yes, oh yes! Always!”

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The Twirling Moment

Summer Hibiscus

Summer Hibiscus

The pen connects me to the moment,

The ghost behind the mirror hums—

A most enticing tune.

 

Words blazing fire!

Every coat of fear that recedes,

Reveals a vibrant unknown me.

 

Memories preserved in pressed flowers,

The flowers know it is not time yet…

When the air feels safe, is when you can truly breathe.

 

So much hidden and beautiful,

So many paths to travel…

The bedrock of the self,

Quivers in delight,

Twirls to the heavy beat,

Of summer!

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The Rhythm of Stillness

The Last Day

The Last Day

The last dregs

Of fasting days—

Buzzing lethargy.

 

The pulsing dreams

Of sleepy days—

 

Stretching reality.

 

Is there a secret,

Floating in the moments,

Of each passing day?

 

Is there a solution,

To chained existence,

In infinity?

 

A child wails,

A hummingbird chirps,

A car honks.

 

The world turns,

Notwithstanding,

Our fears and joys.

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My new book of microfiction, Broken Shadows is out. Take a look!

 

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Last Day You Can Read ‘Broken Shadows’ For Free!

Just uploaded my new book of short stories, Broken Shadows to Amazon! I am so all in a whirl!

And so while we wait for the book to go live on Amazon and then other platforms, I wanted to spread the joy! I am offering you a chance to read it just for today, completely free!

So this offer is valid this the end of day, today, 20th March 2016!

Click here to get the book!

Want to know more about Broken Shadows?

Here’s the cover:

Broken Shadows Cover_social media

Here’s the blurb:

Do you break out of the shadows or do you let the shadows break you?

That’s the central question explored in Broken Shadows.

Broken Shadows is a collection of 12 tiny, intense tales of isolation and discovery. Told in fluid, direct, ungendered, abstract prose, these stories are depictions of the self’s deepest, most painful, most vulnerable moments, along with its fledgling triumphs.

Told through the protagonist’s intensely personal, idiosyncratic (interior) monologue, the moments are arranged thematically. You read about the essentially solitary, shadowy essence of the self as it navigates pain, war, art, homelessness, addiction, betrayal, etc. along with the intransigence of its own nature.

Going beyond gender, beyond ethnicity, these snapshots of ephemeral moments are an exercise in understanding the universal through the specific.

It’s all about merging into a fleeting, shadowy moment and tracing how it turns on itself.

Immerse yourself in intensely executed, abstract written art!

And if you liked the book and wanted to post a review or spread the word, I would be totally over the moon!

Sounds good?

Here’s the reading application form link again!

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A Frangipani Spring

Red frangipani in exuberant bloom,
Blood clustered on sky,
Sharp shadows perfume.

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Presenting The Book Cover For Broken Shadows (My New Book)

The book cover for Broken Shadows is all ready!  And I am so happy to share it with you!

These tiny, intense tales of isolation are sure to wring unexpected emotion from you. That is the sense we have tried to convey in the book cover, a depiction of the solitary self as it faces its shadows.

Will the shadows break them or will they break the shadows?

That’s the central question.

Here it is!

Broken Shadows Cover_social media

What do you think?

Broken Shadows will release on and around 19th March 2016.

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