A Bird on My Windowsill

In Manav’s world memories are like little birds perched upon the windowsill of time. In his world there are no boundaries between thoughts and reality. In his world the past and the present form a mirror that disintegrates into the memory of a single day…Known for writing silences and articulating dreams in this book Manav sifts through the past delves into the present and talks about all the creative impulses writing directing theatre and acting that have made him who he is. Through his poetry and prose he creates vignettes of his life a long-lost love his interactions with people as he travels his favourite authors and their writings almost as if he’s trying to weave a world for the audience as well.Beautifully symbolic this book is a rich tapestry of thoughts and feelings of todays and tomorrows of being alone and seeking loneliness.