Interview: Srinesh Bhowmick   Srinesh Bhowmik is a student of Class 10 at the Brindavan Education Society in Bengaluru. He has shared two poems with us with us on Print.Able: 'Diamonds and Emeralds' and 'When Things Fall Apart.' Here he engages with us in a brief interview.   Print.Able : Srinesh, when we posted your poem Diamonds and Emeralds on Print.Able it received a lot of appreciation. Do you write a lot of poetry?   Srinesh: I write poetry whenever I get inspiration from my surroundings, which, to be very honest, is really rare. I like to write in my free time.   Question: Does writing come naturally to you or do you also train yourself by reading other writers and poets? Srinesh: I train myself from also reading the works of other authors and poets. But what I like to read is murder mysteries, adventures, fantasy.   Question: If you had to name two persons who inspire you, who would they be? Srinesh: No one. I can’t think of anyone who inspi...

  When Things Fall Apart  by Srinesh Bhowmick Some of you may remember Srinesh Bhowmick as the author of that beautiful poem, 'Emeralds and Diamonds'. Srinesh is a student of Class 10 at the Brindavan Education Society in Bengaluru. Here, he shares another meaningful poem with us.    When Things Fall Apart I’m sorry for the hurt I’ve caused For breaking trust without a pause. My actions wounded, cut so deep, Leaving scars that make you weep. I wish I could rewind the time, Erase the pain, make things right, sublime. But words alone cannot undo The damage done, the trust I blew. I’ll strive to be the friend you once knew, Whose loyalty was pure, whose heart was true. With every step I’ll prove my change, In hope our bond can rearrange. Though shadows linger dark and vast, Together we can move the past. For every tear, a vow I’ll make, To learn, to grow, for friendship’s sake. ...   Click to read our interview with Srinesh.

  Diamonds and Emeralds   by Srinesh Bhowmik     In search of diamonds, I wandered far, Through realms of shine, beneath night's star, Yet midst those gleams, a truth unfurled, I forgot the worth of emeralds, in your world.   For emeralds, rare, in their verdant hue, Hold depths of beauty, eternal and true, Like your eyes that shimmer, in gentle grace, My heart finds solace, in your embrace.   Diamonds may dazzle, with their radiant light, But it's emeralds' calm, that soothes the night, And in your presence, I've come to see, The treasure I sought, was always thee.   So forgive my folly, my search misplaced, For in your love, all gems are embraced, You're the emerald rare, in life's grand design, My precious gem, forever mine.  ... Srinesh Bhowmik lives in Bangalore and writes poetry. Click here to read our interview with Srinesh.