Biography of RAJ NANDY
Born in the city of Calcutta-a year before India's Independence.Graduated with honours in
English from Presidency College.Later joined the
Indian Air Force and retired as Group Captain. Also
obtained a first class MBA degree while in service.
Fond of drawing/painting and writing & reading poetry.
I have recently completed writing Part-1 of 'History of
Philosophy in Verse'.Preparing to commence Part-2 soon.My Story of English Literature, and the Story of Western Art in Verse is available on 'Poetfreak.com'under the name Raj Nandy. Some day I hope to publish my book of poems &
also my book on Philosopy.I am also a Homeopath, mainly
practising to help the needy.Now permanently settled in New Delhi.I welcome making contacts with people with
similar interests.Of late I have written poems based on
in-depth studies, mainly on Quantum Mechanics & Spirituality, and also on Zen Philosophy & on other Historical subjects.Though I also like to write on
humorous & lighter stuff at times! Thanks for reading this! -RAJ
RAJ NANDY Poems
** A True Confession!
A TRUE CONFESSION! ‘This world is never the same dear Lord, Which you had created in just seven days;
**aphrodite - Goddess Of Love And Beauty
APHRODITE – GREEK GODDESS OF LOVE AND BEAUTY! Hesoid the Greek poet, lived in the latter part of
A Tribute To - The Taj Mahal
A TRIBUTE TO - THE TAJ MAHAL On the banks of the Yamuna river lies - An Emperor’s lamenting heart!
** DOORS We rest secure behind bolted doors, And lock all doors on our way out;
** My Weeping Willow Tree!
MY WEEPING WILLOW TREE! Somewhere within my heart unknowingly, A weeping willow had taken roots secretly! It got nurtured over the years by my forlorn
** Love Under The Inca Sky!
LOVE UNDER THE INCA SKY! When I planted a stolen kiss on your lips, Those tender lips so innocent and pure!
** The Art Of Living
THE ART OF LIVING! Living life is a serious matter, I was told in my early days,
** POET The poet inhales the breath of Autumn, As sees the withering leaves gently fall;
A Time Traveller
A TIME TRAVELER I am a time traveler, traveling in space and time, Through my past, present and future, -
** The Saxophone Story!
THE SAXOPHONE STORY Perhaps the most expressive instrument - next to the human voice, Was made by Adolphe Sax, a Belgian,
*** 'A' For Alphabets! (The Story Of Alp...
‘A’ – FOR ALPHABETS! (THE STORY OF WRITING) PART - I
* A Tribute To Alan Dale - Prince Of Bar...
A TRIBUTE TO ALAN DALE Prince Of Baritones (1925 – 2002)
A Tribal Woman To Her Lover
A TRIBAL WOMAN TO HER LOVER Take me to the village fun-fair my love,
# My Daily Fix!
# MY DAILY FIX Poetry for me is a song, a sigh or a cry, - Often rolled all in one, floating up high, -
I sit by the window near the hall,
And see the Autumn leaves gently fall.
The gardener gathers them up in a heap,
I have traveled many miles far and deep,
And earned my final restful sleep!
On earth we shall meet no more,