With a second book of poems and increased visibility as writer, Varun Gandhi exudes an image of the thinking man’s politician and talks about poetry as a road to freedom It’s a hot Delhi morning when I walk past the security guards at Varun Gandhi’s home but the large sitting room, done up in old-fashioned
It is May, and the heat in the capital is white hot and angry. Outside Maneka Gandhi's house—14, Ashoka Road—is a farmers' rally. Inside, Varun Gandhi is in the office. His assistant, a young girl, comes to ensure that no pictures will be taken. “I am not comfortable with that kind of thing,’’ he says.
The book of verse christened Stillness, penned by Feroze Varun Gandhi, is a turbulent journey blanketed by hushed quietness. A strain of melancholy runs through the entire 51 poems dedicated with a love palpable enough to hold in the palm of one's hand to the poet's maternal grandmother, Amteshwar Anand, "The great love of my
Feroze Varun Gandhi is finding his language within the impassioned political lexicon he has heard, used and brought changes to during the last 10 years. In politics, his speech has become gentler. The walk between the corridors of power and private spaces of life and poetry, have made Varun, 35, stumble upon the “inner truths”
Why the name 'Stillness'? I was very clear that I wanted this work to be mystical, a sublimation of self. I call it Stillness not because I have achieved stillness, but because stillness is my most definite goal, higher than any success, any accolade. If you've achieved stillness within, you've conquered the universe. This collection