Pseudo-Nationalists
By Rashmi Sawhney
Your nationalism,
Made for abuse and murder
Manufactures history at will
You’re not welcome here, leave.
Short Story: When Yusuf Died
By Ajay Raina
That night, he had soaked his being in the unexpected rare gift of a strangely beautiful silence. He had not slept all night, that night.
Two Love Poems
By Lopa Banerjee
In a tangle of two souls, spread out
Like a flowered skirt, the drunken lovers
Surrendered their lavender blossoms.
BJP is Waging a War over Our Universities in India
By Mosarrap H. Khan
In the garb of charging Kanhaiya Kumar with sedition and criminal conspiracy, the BJP is openly waging a war over our universities. A war, which had started in its first tenure in 1998. It’s BJP’s war to secure our universities as bastions of upper caste Hindu values. ‘Anti-national’ is merely a proxy term in this war.
A Chapter in World Cinema: Essence of Nature in Three Anime of Isao Takahata
By Rituparna Borah
As an appreciator and critic of world cinema, I hope we’ll get more Isao Takahatas in future. As of now, there is only one.
In Memoriam: Intizar Husain
By Raza Rumi
In fiction, Intizar Husain’s style was deeply influenced by the myriad streams of mythologies and fables from the Indian subcontinent and outside. In dozens of short stories that he wrote, symbols from past lives were invoked.
I too am a product of my dear nation
By Ronak Singh Bhasin
I would love us but we are so many countries
All cramped head to toe
Just like my lines in a poem
How a ‘coward’ literary society is killing ‘good’ Indian writing
By Omair Ahmad
Here, really, is the crux of the matter. Nobody expects good writing to come out of India. Certainly not the publishers. If they did, they would fight for Freedom of Expression, because it is a part of their bread and butter.
Jagmohan’s Padma Award: Rubbing salt in our wounds
By Ajay Raina
After traversing through homes of many relatives and searching for various options for survival in Jammu and Delhi, my family assembled at my hostel room door in Pune. I was not even aware that they had left Kashmir forever.
When blood-relatives wish for death
By Syed Kamran Ali
Some of his closest relatives were waiting for his death to reveal their true colours. They have just come out making bogus claims to his remaining property.
Three Poems
By Sanjeev Sethi
While liquefying my lust
I met series of self-portraits
I never knew I had daubed.
Why are there so few Dalit entrepreneurs in India?
By Kathryn Lum
Speaking with dominant business people in Gujarat, it becomes clear that Dalits are seen as untrustworthy, synonymous with government benefits, rather than seen as serious business partners.
Cafe Dissensus Everyday 