Anasuya is a very novice and naïve poet. She stumbled upon verses very young, in the form of Bangla rhymes or chhoras, and as a little girl she could recite them on and on. Later, with her brother, she took on the role of teaching him all the rhymes with all the accompanying body movements—which he vehemently refused!

After school, poetry in her life slipped into a long slumber until last year. she was at the Himalayan Writing Retreat doing a workshop called The Storyteller’s Way, conducted by Ameen Haq from Storywallahs. Through those three days, as she travelled through her own time tunnel, moving one stone at a time, she found words in every dark corner. And as she kept going and collecting those words, verses tumbled out of her. She has been writing on a daily basis ever since.

She tries to put these words into some form and you can find them on flakehub.org.