Bookish Witch

Emergence by Ankita Kashyap Khataniar

Book blurb:

This book is a collection of short poems that are about the emotions that every girl goes through in her course of self discovery. In short bursts of words, the author talks about loving as a child, the teenage anxieties and loving as an adult.
The journey of self discovery is about getting lost and being found and repeating it all over again.
“It is all about emerging from your coccon.”
“Love is not just a bed of roses.”

Genre: Fiction/Poetry

Pages: 60

Format: Kindle eBook/Paperback

Price:

  • Kindle eBook: 49 INR/$0.99
  • Paperback: 150 INR/$6.00

My Ratings: 4.2/5

This book is a lovely collection of poems recommended for every poetry lover. Divided into three sections (• THE COCOON •THE CHRYSILIS•THE MONARCH) it is a virtual journey through the author’s life as she grows from a girl to a woman. The poems are short, yet impactful and go straight to your heart.

What I liked about the book:

–> The visible growth in the author depicted not only through her experiences and her understanding, but also via the way these are written and narrated.
–> It is a short read which I could finish in less than an hour.
–> The various stages of life, childhood, teenage and adulthood are beautifully depicted and can ne relatable for all, especially for girls/women.
–>The titles of the poems which are so apt and thoughtful.
–> The analogical division of the book just like the developmental stages of a butterfly.

What I did not like about the book:

–> A few poems did not connect with me as much as the others.
–> Most poems seemed to focus on love which was a let down because the author seems highly capable of having done justice to many more themes.

Quotable quotes:

–>Oh how I want that shiny new toy
That she waved in front of me
I wished I could snatch it away
Afford is a word I could not fathom then
–>They don’t want to play
With me, I complained,
My mother looked sad,
Now I understand
Rags don’t attract riches
–>A bright and warm feeling filled me when
My mother woke me up
Taking me in her arms
My father tore half of his bread
Gave it to me
I wish I knew I was happier as a child
–> My teachers fills my mother’s head
That my brain needed to grow quickly
And that’s how
I never got to know my heart
–>I was afraid
I did not understand
Blushing every time you looked my way
My friends teased me endlessly
And I was afraid
I was not good enough
–>Pleasure was a new concept
Self love was a new discovery
Ecstasy was entirely foreign
–>I am glad
That she introduced
You to me
Now I can blame someone else
Other than me
–>I see that I am
Rarely myself
When I am with you.
How strange that I
Love you still
–>The world has not been very kind to me
And to women in general
Should I be kind to you or be indifferent?
–>His hands explored my body
In a heated frenzy
My mind was at a loss
Was I beautiful?
Or was I just a woman?
–>The question is not why I hate
But how can I Love again?

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