Poem: Nowhere to Go: Apocalypse as a Mother sees it
By Ananya Dutta Gupta
In the East you never had much to choose
Between Partition, Fani,
And detention camps for the unwanted ‘refugee’.
Mauritius: Paradise or Utopia?
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.
Just another day in a ladies’ compartment
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.
