Postcard from Kashmir: Another Eid without Celebration
By Mir Sajad
Kashmir has seen Jhelum as the chronicler of sufferings recording the ebb and tides of tyrannical memories and now in this Eid it has cast a ghostly shadow over the land.
By Mir Sajad
Kashmir has seen Jhelum as the chronicler of sufferings recording the ebb and tides of tyrannical memories and now in this Eid it has cast a ghostly shadow over the land.
By Rajshree Chanchal
The learning solutions provided by market giants are teacher proof. A motivated learner is independent of the teachers for support and feedback.
By Nahid Sarwar
Hence, the more intense the trade of hatred, the more powerful the flowering of love and compassion needed.
By Ameya Bondre
After matching their preferences, the system allowed the parents to see only one child in each round, and a choice had to be made within 48 hours.
By Fathima M & Sharonee Dasgupta
This Eid reminds us of the sufferings – man-made or not – that are capable of tearing our lives apart and leaving deep scars within us.
By Paloma Bhattacharjee
Those tracks, now splintered with bones,
Their distances have bled out of maps.
By Neshat Quaiser
Qurratul‘ain Hyder’s stream of thought originated from a deep sympathy with the feudal culture, and it was this foundational stream of her thought which was the primary motivation that made her write the novel.
By Anandi Mishra
High Maintenance with its obsessive verisimilitude shows us that in cities we are always learning new ways to be together, alone.
By Shafiq Ahmed
The urban local bodies of the J&K need special care in terms of financial package from the higher tier of government, especially during Covid-19.
By Isti Bhattacharya
In the new world we could encourage smaller businesses that pollute the world less, we could break up with our fast-paced consumerist lifestyles, we could vote for governments who care more about their migrant labourers.
By Mithilesh Kumar
If indeed the new normal is online and digital university space, the state needs to provide the infrastructure for such a space to function.
By Mitali Chakravarty
There is no life
no death
but ash grey
silence that pieces the land
to yours and mine.