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Two Poems

By Sohini Chatterjee
Born of no man but undone by them
Draupadi’s story is every woman’s.


Adverse catalysts of reform: English then, NDA now

By Arunoday Majumder
One of the petitioners in the triple talaq case, Ishrat Jahan, is battling social boycott and character assassination in West Bengal – the second most Muslim populated state in India. Must India wait for a secular sense to emerge “from within the community” and deny her constitutional guarantees?

Why vilifying Nehru doesn’t work

By Haris Ahmed
Over the years Nehru has become the most reviled figure and rightly so: he’s an anathema for the pseudo-nationalists. His unflinching commitment to secularism, his ideas of democracy, and socialism are a constant eyesore for the majoritarian nationalists.

Fascism: The silent rise of the neo-Nazis

By Arrow
As a non-European citizen under rejuvenated neo-Nazi conditions, I’m a little sceptical about where the priorities of my European friends lie. I’m not sure if the person I’m talking to is a friend or a foe; an anti-Nazi or a neo- Nazi, who silently hates me for my religion, race, and language. 

Two poems

By Mallika Bhaumik
I have also seen her in her gentler mood at night,
singing to me her lullaby
as the last tram hums by
its vigilant neon lights.

On Durga’s Migrant Trails

By Bhaswati Ghosh
I await the day when I would run into someone from Delhi at a North American puja pandal on dashami. I want to experience the kolakuli magic my grandfather did in his probaash all those years ago, in what is now mine.

Short Story: Her bifocals saw the full monty

By Srirupa Dhar
Glasses clinked with the malty smell of Scotch whiskeys and oaky bouquet of Chardonnays. The bitter tartness of alcohol intimately medleyed with the floral fragrances of Gucci and Chanel. The middle-aged self-complacent men savored the drinks as they cracked bawdy jokes.

My politics is better than yours

By Ananya S Guha
Both rightists and leftists have failed to rise above petty party politics. And some of the intellectuals, writers, and artists are also guilty of the same crime, too. No one is willing to take an objective and unbiased view. Positions are taken, sides are chosen.


By Prasanta Chakravarty
We have gradually eroded our capacities to appreciate the sonic and the gestural. Culture is largely visual. And our literature departments do not indulge in training our ears and skin at all.