Born in 1993, Nilesh Mondal is an engineer by choice, and poet by chance. He currently works as a writer for Terribly Tiny Tales and Thought Catalog. 'Degrees of Separation' is his first book of poetry, containing 43 poems which stitch together the various degrees of knowing and forgetting, loving and letting go.
Born in 1993, Nilesh Mondal has lived most of his life in the small town of Asansol. An undergraduate in engineering by choice, he stumbled onto poetry by chance.
His works have been published in various magazines and e-journals like Bombay Literary Review, Café Dissensus, Muse India, Inklette, Kitaab, Coldnoon Travel Poetics, etc. He has been a part of many anthologies, published by Bee Books, Nivasini, Shabd Press, and many more. He was one of the winners of Juggernaut’s Short Story Contest in 2016.
He currently works as a writer for Terribly Tiny Tales and Thought Catalog, as prose editor for Moledro Magazine, and is an intern at Inklette Magazine. His first book of poetry, Degrees of Seperation (Writers Workshop), was released in June, 2017 and debuted at #2 of the Amazon Bestseller list of Poetry.
The world needs some books, and 'Degrees of Separation' is one of them. For all those times when you manage to meander through the day or the nights when you ponder unrequited love, you need Nilesh's words to put situations in perspective. Some books are a song, easy on the ears and strong, just enough to find a place within the heart. His book, his craft, his stories, his love, his insecurities, his musings, his pictures...you'd be surprised at how your heart makes a pillow of his words for every moment when you've doubted yourself or let the world steal your thunder.
Having read few of Nilesh Mondal's poem earlier, it leaves me wanting for more and you can never get enough with his work. The concept behind the articulation of book is unique all so well crafted that you are actually reading a story weaved into a lyrical extravaganza.
I was browsing through poetry books I found in a room I was staying at, and just reading the first poem or a couple of strophes from each. If you've read this you know how guttural "124A" is. For that poem to be this book's opening was wild. It made me do a double take and I was not able to put it down until I finished it. It was so inspiring too. It made me want to scrape dormant words from the pit of my gut and let them out into the sun.