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Uncut Poetry

Sunil Bhandari is a poet by compulsion. He says he survives in this world because he can get to write poetry. This podcast is of his poetry.

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3:45

A Child Mulling on Life Beside the Sea

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2026/03/28

The whole process of growing up has an inevitability- and a tragedy - attached to it. A child grows up believing - trusting everything and everyone. An innocence which is endearing - and often encouraged, possibly because of it's anachronism and the fact that an atavistic urge inside us reaches out to something which makes us remember days when we were less cynical, less pessimistic, less prone to mistrust.But how fast realities catch up. Our desire, nay, our encouragements for children to grow

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9:29

The Art of Living

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2026/03/21

I spent three days in Kochi, immersed in the art biennale. And wandering through the lanes, warehouses, waterways, and cafes of the city. The city was alive with art - representations of life, adn its anguish and joy. And hundreds of people from all over immersed in art, as something they now saw as they went to school or office. I recorded small pieces as I viewed the art, and have put them up here, unedited. They have the sound of the sea, the cadences of life as it passed even as its

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4:10

Memories of Peppermint Mocha

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2026/03/14

It's a startling thought, that someday sometime, there's that final time - and never again - when you will meet someone, hold someone, say that word, share that laughter.Then how do we know that it is not also the final time when we leave with a sharp word, a fight ending in tears, a time which leaves someone in despair, that final moment when the last memory is of pain given and anguish taken. Life's profundities are often written in the simplest ways - to be kind, grateful, to listen, to

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5:52

Lunatics in Search of Peace

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2026/03/07

Animals hunt to fill their stomachs. Humans do so for power and greed. And when they possess weapons of destruction, they think themselves to be invincible.It's easy to say it's primordial, part of the ancient blood running in our veins, but it's also civilizational. Of having - or not having - a spiritual foundation, a religion which teaches inclusion and diversity, and not harp on a supreme monotheism. The urge to convert, failing which to conquer, is the legacy of our flawed religious

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4:51

The Ironies of Love

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2026/02/28

Words are all what we have, to conjoin or to distance each other, what can make the difference between making a bridge to cross differences, or to find dissonance to deepen chasms. Who are we if not the stray remark which hurt or the heartfelt apology which redeemed. Love finds its bedrock in the glad word: beyond the body pheromones is the reality of the feeling, the thought enunciated in ways which lays bare the truths of a person. We are known (and too often judged) by what we say, because that

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5:52

It Takes Time for Love to Find Comfort

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2026/02/21

Relationships take time. Even 'love at first sight' is a construct only, finding immediate challenge in the crucible of real life. I know couples who have gone around for years, but find they scarcely know each other within the first week of married life. The interesting dynamic is the setup provided by love. It could work in two dynamically different directions. It could make you accept what really comes your way with generosity and a desire to work through the unexpected discoveries in a person

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4:26

Where We Start & Where We End

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2026/02/14

The charm and beguile of life is that it throws the unexpected with such unerring regularity.We start something with an intent. But the universe has other ideas. We strive for bliss in flight and fall in love with the grizzly earth. So much of what enriches our lives is the unexpected turn we took, the yes we said reluctantly, the adventure which emerges when we step out in the middle of a dull day. We merely want to seduce someone and we unexpectedly fall in love. We want to escape tedium and

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5:05

Replay - When Did You Say?

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2026/02/07

This is a repeat of one of my more popular poems, replayed here with a hope of getting a new audience, who might have missed it,Sometimes you just know. As someone once said "I knew you were the one, as soon you walked into the room. There was light coming out of your ass!" Frankly, more often then not, love has less drama associated to its arrival, because it is really a feeling which grows and found incrementally, one conversation at a time, one walk at a time, one infraction at a time. You

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6:57

The Sound of a Man Falling

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2026/01/31

I reach the summit.Not inch by inch—no, I arrive in a flood. Talent spills out of me. Love follows, tidal and unquestioning. Directors orbit me like obedient moons; they cannot imagine a world without my sound. I do not merely compose music—I alter its grammar. I am told I am a miracle. I begin to agree. This is where it breaks. Because admiration, once mistaken for destiny, hardens into entitlement. I begin to believe the applause is owed, not earned. That the place I clawed my way to is

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4:14

The Lives of Others

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2026/01/24

We have to step out of our lives to see what is in the great beyond. Often just outside our gated communities are worlds we know nothing of, lives being lived in ways which we cannot conceive of. Rich, varied, textured, tumultuous. Often beautiful because they are unfiltered and often bleed; frightening because they are so raw. When we encounter these lives, these stories, we are aghast at their truths and trajectories. They are so rich in their lived-in textures that our own lives seem bland and

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3:57

The Space Between Our Words

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2026/01/17

Why don't we have honest conversations with the ones we love the most? Why don't we listen - really listen - without comments, without reply, without retort - when they attempt to tell us what hurts, where it hurts, and how the hurt devastates them.So much of the pain we cause, and we feel, is avoidable. Not because we don't tell enough - but because we don't listen enough. The smallest of things becomes intractable, our understanding of what things mean have no relationship to what it actually

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4:09

A Poem as a Gift for a Girl With No Confidence in...

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2026/01/10

Poems have a way of showing truths and making us recognize what we are often blind to - that the best we have is adequate and the worst we think we are can also be beautiful.There is so much we lose out to life because of our fears - of what we think we are, of what others might think we are, of what the world thinks when we fail. The sad truth is - nobody cares. Everybody is immersed in their own stories, and beyond a flurry of gossip, have scarcely any mind space for anybody else. Only the

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4:45

I Think I Can Be An Adventure With You

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2026/01/03

As new year eves crack our worlds open into two - a past and a future - albeit as tenuous in concept as they come, deep inside we know the celebrations - like those we do for birthdays - is just messaging of mortality for all things we hold dear.And embedded within that reality is our realization that the experiences and relationships we live and seek and want to linger in are what sustains and gives meaning to our breath, the limited number that we have. The songs we hear together, the storms

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4:46

Stealing Beauty

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2025/12/27

We are privileged enough to linger in beauty without thinking of livelihood.We spend time with the skies, linger over petunias, chrysanthemums, dahlias and marigolds as they burst in exuberance, watch a frog jump onto a lotus leaf, spend a day in Givenchy, go rapturous over a Zaha Hadid design, go pensive over a Selma poem, linger over a drying leaf in the walking path, bite slowly into the sumptuous juiciness of an Alfonso, spend a day reading a Ludlum, just sit in the winter sun. I am blessed

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4:47

A Love Letter from a Frustrated Husband to an...

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2025/12/20

Darling, make no mistake.There's so much of you I crave and care for. My morning gratitude wishes are of you, whatever nightmare you might have put me through a sweaty night. I've learnt the hard way that married life is less a game of naughts and crosses, and more of remembrances and erasures. Because the burden of memory in a marriage is Krishna's Butterball rock in Mahabalipura, balancing on a point. But, gosh, how much you can cry. Tears are your inbuilt bazookas. And your hysteria is no

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4:20

Let There Be Fewer Stories This Winter

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2025/12/13

Summer makes me light and present. The monsoon pulls me into its flood of feelings. Autumn turns me inward—part stranger, part seeker.But winter is where I truly awaken. In its drifting mists and sudden shafts of light, old emotions unseal themselves; warmth rises gently from the cold. My mind clears, my questions deepen, and I feel myself walking through unseen passages within. I’m reminded that we are rarely as flawed as we imagine, our circumstances rarely as dire as our stories insist. The

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5:29

Going Home

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2025/12/06

We are such fools, we are, knowing all about inevitabilities, but never (ever) prepared for them. We will lose loved ones, they will die, some in their prime, some before they would have discovered their worth, some even as they burned themselves on both ends.Such is the life of denial we live. Refusing to acknowledge what we know as truth in the deepest fibre of our beings. And when the end does come, as of course it will, we are emotionally, spiritually, illogically, found wanting, found

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5:18

When We Know Love as Found

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2025/11/29

Love is as you define it. Often a search. Often a precipice. Often an infraction. Often an acceptance. More often then not, a home we finally settle in, a comfort, a place to step out from the edginess of search to build stories of reconciliations.But life has its outtakes and inputs, twists and twirls, bells and whistles, which do not allow love to rest. Because it does not want one basic thing to be forgotten. That love is an effort. Love is a daily ritual. You fall in love again and again with

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4:11

The Valentine Shore

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2025/11/22

Everyone comes in our lives for a reason. The bad ones, the good ones. It is all revealed in time. Sometimes as a slow-burning mystery, sometimes as a spark in a deep night, sometimes in quiet secret ways even we fail to understand, until we get to look back and retrospect.So many of our relationships tether on the edge, so many drift to seeming nothingness, so many are treacherous like the Annapurna slope, so many solid as resolve. But the true charm of being with someone is the continuous

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5:56

A Primer on How to Deal With (Being) Hurt

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2025/11/15

So much of what we are is the amalgam of hurts we carry deep inside. As past life regression reveals, sometimes the hurt runs deep, bringing forward traces of what's left unresolved from the ages before.However accomplished or complete we might think ourselves to be, we roam the world raw, susceptible to the random snide, reacting to the perceived insult, ultra-sensitive to derision. And we react. And commence an unending cycle of soul terrorism - attack, inflame, die. On the agency of words

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