I didn’t choose poetry, poetry chose me.
Anita Bacha.
I started to write poetry at the age of eleven and I have continued to do so for decades till today, having survived both breast cancer and the pandemic.
A few years ago, aging and a gradual and sudden worsening of my physiological condition hit me very hard. I thought I would give up poetry and writing altogether and seek refuge in gardening.
Poetry called me. I attended the Jaipur Literary Festival 2025 with my son Toshu . He followed me out of love.
I realized how a fortunate mother I was when I slipped and fell under the shower and Toshu rushed to my rescue. Diagnosed with severe injuries in the right shoulder, I spent the rest of my stay in Jaipur in a hotel room bed with a quill and with the passion of my life, my poetry.
Many thanks for spending some of your precious time with me, dear friends and readers.
Anita
