By Nilanjana Dey
The Q-Minions’ Vice Captain made a visit to Tizz. Loki had decorated the whole colony to welcome him. He personally stood at the entry to receive the Vice Captain. Skathi and Njord were standing along with him with presents to be handed over to the Q-Minions and the Queen.
By Saon Bhattacharya
It doesn’t deserve my love,
It doesn’t deserve my softness,
It doesn’t deserve my warmth,
It doesn’t deserve my womb.
By Nilanjana Dey
Diana and Apollo packed all their designs and walked up to the table. They then neatly arranged the packets. Apollo noticed that Diana had pulled out the packet titled, The Outcasts. She placed it on the table as Apollo looked around to check on Loki. He had already left the room.
By Amartya Banerjee
There is a lively school of thought in West Bengal that my father describes as “not Marxism, not socialism, not even secularism, but Denial-ism”. Without singling out any person or party, there is present, a pattern of justification which says that “Everybody is to blame, save us.”
By Nilanjana Dey
Diana and Apollo were waiting eagerly at ‘The Den’ for the brief. Apollo noticed Loki’s strand-connection. The strands did look like limbs of white ants. Diana kept tapping her feet on the ground and spared occasional glances at the door expecting Loki.
By Nandini Ghosh
Korpan, on the other hand, is just the opposite of all that Nirbhaya represented – a mentally ill man, with little education and no stable job, hence with very few aspirations in life. Moreover, the aspersion of theft of a mobile phone made him more culpable for the crime he was accused of. It is almost believable that a mentally ill man with little money would be prone to committing such a crime.
By Joyce Yarrow
‘Witch-hunting’ in Assam involves branding a woman as a witch or daini, mostly based on the declaration of an Ojha or Bez (quack doctor).This usually happens when villagers approach the village Ojha about someone who has a chronic ailment and the Ojah identifies a woman as the source of the sickness and she is branded as a daini or witch.
By Nilanjana Dey
Diana and Apollo looked around the dusky lanes as they tried to figure their way in. The entry had four doors and all looked the same. They were wondering which route to take.
By Lopa Banerjee
Don’t tell me when you come back to me
Frost-bitten, smitten with the wind-drift,
Bespattered with mud, and slain,
That I did not wait for you long enough.
By Sahal Muhammed
The game still retains a little bit of that magic despite the best efforts of ICC. For instance, the pulsating game where Ireland beat Zimbabwe to ensure that the only meagre source of excitement in Pool B, an unlikely possibility that Ireland can finish ahead of West Indies, is kept alive.
By Nilanjana Dey
The city of white ants, Sopora, just woke up to a new technology. The new communication team – ringers – was all over the city, trying to attach strands and fit receivers that would connect each and every part of the city. And also other white-ant colonies. This way they would be able to network with one another much better.
By Mosarrap H. Khan
What follows is an amateur effort at capturing the colors that punctuates the white snow. A photo-essay.
Cafe Dissensus Everyday 