Fuchi is a Japanese word for ‘unawareness’ and this collection of poems aims at capturing the heart of our very existence. It brings out the essence of the relation between man and nature. Fuchi for me is a journey that rushes on the tides of uncertainties of life mingled with the gentleness of familiarity. It makes us question the things we already know. And to one’s utter surprise, provides a sense of familiarity with the unknown. Some poems make us ruminate on the sentiments of love, existentialism and the purpose of life. It aims at bringing us tête-à-tête to the deeper meaning of love and life.

It also presents the intricacies of Mother Nature and how we humans decipher it. Some poems help us find solace in the fury and wrath of Nature, which gives us an inkling that Nature and humans are nothing but one. When the din and clatter of the day becomes overbearing, it serves us well to turn to Nature for some respite. Getting in tune with our environment and understanding its language gets us closer to ourselves. It is an accord with ourselves to turn to Nature and in difficult times, find ourselves in it. My inspiration for this part of the book comes from my stint as a Civil Servant in Andaman and Nicobar Islands. It was an overwhelming experience with nature in all its pristine exquisiteness and grandeur.

Fuchi promises to take you on a ride to explore your own feelings that often lie in the subconscious. It is a tale of unending commitment to revel in life’s many shades and see it de novo each time. I present to you this book during “the plague of our time: Coronavirus” with an anticipation that it leaves an indelible mark on your minds.