Through the Looking Glass: Purulia and Poverty
By Ananya Dutta Gupta
In Purulia, travel as disinterested, leisurely locomotion, not tied perceptibly to livelihood, seemed sinful.
By Ananya Dutta Gupta
In Purulia, travel as disinterested, leisurely locomotion, not tied perceptibly to livelihood, seemed sinful.
By Ananya Dutta Gupta
In the East you never had much to choose
Between Partition, Fani,
And detention camps for the unwanted ‘refugee’.
By Ananya Dutta Gupta
Optimality, then, is nature’s choicest gift to the Mauritian topography – its lowlands undulating enough not to be monotonously flat, its mountains imposing enough to make the horizon look invitingly sublime, and, not least, its waters a shade of blue alternating with turquoise or aquamarine with a fleeting touch of the grey that stands for the un-definable in all coloration and experience.
By Ananya Dutta Gupta
Looking at my female co-passengers, as they quickly alternated between affected courtesy and barely concealed ill-will, I could not help recall the faces of complicit onlookers as Christ is led away bearing his cross in Hieronymus Bosch’s paintings.