By Vivek Nath Mishra
I manured and watered them regularly but the plants were not that shiny anymore. She had some tricks that I didn’t know, perhaps the plants knew her touch. The sparrow that built nest there in my roof garden chose some other place, and the bulbul found another hand, I guess.
By Nishi Pulugurtha
Nothing of the Dutch Fort Gustavus remains today. Above the staircase of the bungalow of the Commissioner of Burdwan is a plaque with the letters “VOC 1687”, a sign of the Dutch past. Next to the Hooghly Madrassa nearby is a house that once served as the residence of the Dutch Governor of Chinsurah. The original building has been demolished and the British constructed a building in the same place, which serves as the residence of divisional commissioner of Burdwan.
By Sabyasachi Nag
The man
Entrusted with the sentence swings and strikes each time
Tabrez makes a slow lunge at the trajectory of the cane –
Shaking his head as the enforcer implores
To chant after him – Jai Shri Ram.
By Rimli Bhattacharya
Aruna died of pneumonia on 18 May, 2015. However, it was Aruna’s story which provoked the Supreme Court on 9 March, 2018 to legally grant passive euthanasia for terminally ill patients and also issue the instructions and stratagem to be followed by the medical practitioners.
By Ravi Shanker N
Initially, Dalit poetry in English showed the same characteristics and same reasonings of vernacular Dalit literature (with the exception of Malayalam). But, are we witnessing a change? Since these poets mainly operate from metropolises and other urban areas, their concerns primarily revolved around the well-worn images of Dalit oppression as met in the cities.
By Puja Roy
I intended to show a holistic picture of Pakistan to the Indian readers, and also remind Pakistani readers that humble environs of the desert of Baluchistan, the mountains of the Hazara belt, the sandy terrain of Waziristan and the dingy neighbourhoods of the urban cities, too had stories that were waiting to be told and read.
By Murtaza Ali Khan
There is a whole world of dystopian literature available for study but perhaps Deepa Mehta didn’t want to go beyond the idea of a squalid underbelly that has been best captured by films like Salaam Bombay and Slumdog Millionaire.
By ARAM
We call all persons with female bodies, commonly known as ‘women’, to flood the metro system and use it as public space henceforth. Its free, it has A/C, clean floors to relax on. We especially invite all pavement-dwelling, homeless women and their underage children to start squatting in the metro system.
By Maliha Siddiqi
If sex work exists, it is sustained by a large clientele for these sex workers. It is strange and inexcusable to impute immorality and perversion to the sex workers, while turning a blind eye towards the consumers of the trade. It is safe to assume that the hijras would not have been forced to live a degraded life if we had offered them an impartial chance at life without discrimination.
By Soma Mondal
By invoking and dedicating the book to women, it tries to invoke feminist favour for the subject he has undertaken. The book is anything but feminist as the author who is a Sanatana Dharma (Hindu eternal law) follower tries to provide a rationale for understanding and imbibing religious laws as the context for understanding menstruation.
By Amartya Banerjee
Today, the University has changed much and it pains me often to see it being in the news for all the wrong reasons. Yet, at its heart, it’s still the place where the spirit of Gurudev Rabindranath Tagore is visible to the clearest extent.
By Anirudh Kala
Ten minutes later, with a steady hand, Zalim Singh Bisht pulled the trigger of his service rifle, which was pressed firmly between the ground and his temple. The report was drowned in the din of the firecrackers.
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