Seven Poems by Alisa Velaj
By Alisa Velaj
Seven poems by Albanian poet, Alisa Velaj.
Rabindranath Tagore’s ‘The Broken Home’ (Nastanirh): Chapter 9 & 10
By Lopa Banerjee
Bhupati did not have anything to give Charu that day, nor did he have words for her. He had come to her with empty hands, seeking her love. Just one question of concern from Charu or a bit of her attention would have worked as a remedy to his bruises and pain. But the treasure-chest of Charu’s love and affection remained locked that day.
Dr. B.R. Ambedkar’s Vision of Dalit Emancipation through Social Justice
By Muhammad Ashraf
For the oppressed of India, even decades after Ambedkar’s vision was spelt out, it embodies the emancipating potential that no other ideology could offer them. This latter strength of Ambedkarite vision arises from the peculiar fact that Ambedkar’s life itself was the greatest embodiment of emancipation.
Rabindranath Tagore’s ‘The Broken Home’ (Nastanirh): Chapter 8
By Lopa Banerjee
At his summoning, Charu suddenly regained her consciousness and stood up. She didn’t really expect Bhupati’s arrival now. He came close to her, and as he softly stroked her hair with his fingers, he asked her, with all his affection: “Why are you sitting alone in the dark, Charu? Where did Manda go?”
Rabindranath Tagore’s ‘The Broken Home’ (Nastanirh): Chapter 7
By Lopa Banerjee
The little, humble sanctuary of literature, that Charu had built as their own clandestine world, had been shattered by a hailstorm of praises. Charu felt as if an enormous hail had attacked and destroyed that world entirely, and it pained her immensely.
Rabindranath Tagore’s ‘The Broken Home’ (Nastanirh): Chapters 5 & 6
By Lopa Banerjee
What was that fateful moment when she stimulated his desire to write? Could she exert her influence on Amal now, the way she could do earlier? Amal was now being fed by the pampering indulgence of many; he would be unaffected if he omitted her from his life.
In Conversation with Poet, Larissa Shmailo
By Ajit Kumar
I was asked to leave Brown University for not doing any school work. I struggled with alcoholism and bipolar disorder as a young woman, but managed to graduate from Barnard College.
Poem: Aping ‘Footnote to Howl’
By Goirick Brahmachari
Every fucking word is holy!
Holy marriage, Holy infidelity.
Rabindranath Tagore’s ‘The Broken Home’ (Nastanirh): Chapter 4
By Lopa Banerjee
Amal has earned considerable repute among his circle of readers recently. His stance, of late, has transformed from that of a humble school student to that of a respectable and elite gentleman. He reads essays in literary associations and meetings, and is often sought by editors or their spokespersons who invite him, request him to join their associations as a member or even as their president.
A Decade of Reading Latin America – III
By Bhupinder Singh
The function of literature: to make us desire a different kind of world and to create in us a kind of dissatisfaction with the world as it is.
Rabindranath Tagore’s ‘The Broken Home’ (Nastanirh): Chapter 3
By Lopa Banerjee
An inexplicable anger began to brew within Amal. He held Charu responsible for demeaning his cherished writings by presenting them to a man as apathetic to literature as his brother, Bhupati. It dawned on Charu instantly and the realization pained her.
Remembering in English
By Rashida Murphy
Somewhere in the inherited cacophony of our multilingual selves, there is room for voicing something that can only be rendered in a foreign language.
Cafe Dissensus Everyday 