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Mukul Kumar | Bureaucrat, Poet & Author

  Mukul Kumar, a senior bureaucrat, presently working in the Ministry of Railways  in  New Delhi; a 1997 batch officer of the IRTS (Indian Railway Traffic Service) , and is the author of the  fictions titled “As Boys Become Men” published by RUPA Publications in March 2016, which marked his debut as a novelist, and ‘Seduction By Truth’, published by…

The ‘Super Three’ In My Life

Kishore Kumar’s Birthday today has catapulted me into a different experience which transcends ‘music’ to soar into ‘Life’. Art anyway is an eternal source of pleasure, celebrating beauty in its pristine form, free from the burden of truth and morality. The admiration for art can’t be reasoned out – why you love what you love.The domain of Art&Aesthetics is not…

These days, I am not writing, but reading, and only reading

These days, I am not writing, but reading, and only reading

  These days, I am not writing, but reading, and only reading. The ongoing read is ‘The picture of Dorian Gray’ by Oscar Wilde. Got struck with the sentence ‘Youth! Youth!There is absolutely nothing in the world but youth’; the context reverberates with the overtones of Hedonism which professes that pleasure is the only principle in life. It halted my…

THE LODHI- MY MUSE

THE LODHI- MY MUSE

Pretty often ‘Lodhi’ figures in my posts. It’s not just because it’s my favourite evening haunt, affording the refuge from the humdrum and the hubbub. It’s much more. At this juncture of my life , It’s the loyalest companion I have. The moment I enter, I experience my loneliness metamorphosing into solitude, and sense into sensibility. Deeper in, it offers…

Today is Maha Shivratri

Today is Maha Shivratri

I wished you all a happy celebration, laden with piety. Not long ago I shared with you how I am turning out to be an agnostic. Paradox? Why did I acknowledge the day then? Is the transformation yet not complete, and I am still oscillating between faith and doubt? Or is it the natural reflex of habit without any sincerity?…

Art is God

Art is God

I grew up with the wish to be a writer someday. I can’t recollect when this wish was born; it just happened that often my emotions compelled me to put them to put them down on  paper, and doing so made me strangely happy. Strangely because it felt so different from the  other shades of happiness life brought. Strangely also…