Starved of Mirth by Aanya Jain is her second poetry collection, following her debut anthology, Whispers To My Beloved. While her debut traversed the landscapes of love, loss, longing, and memory, ultimately arriving at joy, Starved of Mirth turns inward, delving into the quieter realms of loneliness, melancholy, and the complexities of growing up. It introspectively dives into the realms of loneliness, melancholy, growing up and bringing much needed acceptance in life.
More than a collection of poems, Starved of Mirth is a conversation with the self, an attempt to understand the spaces between who we were and who we have become. It is for those who have felt lonely in crowded rooms, nostalgic for moments they once wished away, or uncertain about the lives they are learning to lead. It does not promise happiness at the end of every sorrow, nor does it attempt to romanticise sadness. Instead, it finds meaning in the ordinary act of enduring, in the courage to acknowledge our unhappiness and in the freedom that comes with acceptance.
Because sometimes, growing up is not about finding all the answers. It is about learning which questions we can live without answering, and discovering that even in the absence of mirth, there is still a life worth living.