Pritish Nandy - An Ode

Nutritional therapist Rachna Chhachhi pens an ode for the veteran writer and journalist Pritish Nandy

e4m by e4m Staff
Published: Jan 9, 2025 11:07 AM  | 1 min read
Pritish Nandy
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I walked in nervously
And saw the man
Behind his glasses
His eyes pierced me
And I stood still
But never ran

A man, a poet
A journalist, a creator
At the age of 23
I experienced his span

After a million questions
The job was mine he said
I hid my glee
And nodded maturely
It was part of my plan

I wanted to badly
To work for this place
He’d built with his vision
But the location he gave me
Made my dad say you can’t

Years passed
I kept in touch
With his growth
And dreams that flowed

A poet, a writer
A film maker
A creator of things
And his kids followed
The path that he laid

My mom had a crush
On his eccentric ways
I couldn’t get enough
Of his creative days

Pritish Nandy
The man is no more
It’s hard to believe
The rockstar of writing
Will have nothing to pour

You inspired me to write
And even though I don’t
My poems depict
The inspiration I stored
From the man behind the glasses
Who inspired me to soar

Published On: Jan 9, 2025 11:07 AM