By Chanchal Kumar
Love After Babel will be remembered as the prime example of a poet’s love letter to language, which can be a reluctant, unyielding beloved. Its appearance in our midst couldn’t have been timelier. We needed a Love After Babel to remind us why Dalit poetry has always been far superior to Brahmin-savarna’s, in other words, the mainstream’s attempts at writing verse, not that we had any doubt to begin with.
By Nishi Pulugurtha
The poems translated from the first volume speak of political alertness in a manner that seems to be ruthless. They voice hope, fear, sarcasm and doom along with destruction and death. Saubhik’s second volume took a long time in making and has poems that use place names and geography to speak of lived in reality of life.
By Sabreen Ahmed
The river is a dominant imagery in the recent collection. The river acts as a symbolic repository of historical annals of slavery and hardship borne by his kinsmen from which there is no way of return. In the first poem “Death” from his award winning collection, Our Ancestor Marangburu, the trope of death and the river coexist as a corollary in a predestined inescapable existential closure.
By Nishi Pulugurtha
Reading Rabindranath: The Myriad Shades of a Genius thus offers various interesting and critical readings of the work of the writer. It presents a comprehensive analysis of some of his works, analysing them in the light of modern theories, in the context of the times in which they were composed, and in the light of the major social issues that Tagore voiced so clearly and boldly in them.
By Zeeshan Husain
Aslam is very serious about the history (read spirit) behind the PR. The book clearly brings forth the idea that Gram Swaraj, a brainchild of Gandhi, should be the ideal to be achieved by any PRIs.
By Fahad Hashmi
The book, it goes without saying, digs out the Mughal haram from the Oriental fantasy as well as its wild imagination about zenana’s licentious sex and other obsessions. One finds that Daughters of the Sun is an effort at restoring and endowing agency on Mughal women.
By Santosh Bakaya
One of the poems in the book also transported me to the iconic filmmaker Andrei Tarkovsky’s Sacrifice. (Andrei Tarkovsky’s Sacrifice, p. 56). It was while my daughter was doing a Film Appreciation Course, that I also happened to see all of Tarkovsky’s films along with her.
By Suranjana Choudhury
The beauty of her narration lies not in unnecessary elaboration. The details are necessary because through the exterior Roy tells us about the interior worlds of characters. The action is as much internal as it is external. Readers will appreciate that this simultaneity serves to introduce an interesting order to a series of thoughts and experiences.
By Manmeet Narang
There is a child-like spirit in the poet. There is a trail of innocence, an irrepressible hope and the ability to see wonder even in the mundane. Like when he describes sharing a glass of milk with a cow herder’s son.
By Amrita Mukherjee
The poems in Rhythms in Solitude are exactly that. It could be written about a far-flung place you have never been to, about a temptress you have never seen or about a love that you have never experienced, but you feel like you are there sitting next to the author as he sees a drop of dew dislodge itself from the leaves of a tree, as he experiences the flurry in his heart when he writes about falling in love for the first time.
By Kamalini Natesan
Eleanor reminding us repeatedly through her plain-as-day, in-your-face wisdom how we live after all. She’s full and yet she’s broken, and devises a way of living through daily machinations with unerring regularity: timing herself, feeding herself with the exact same food, and drinking Vodka, plenty of it.
By Sankha Ghosh
In his latest venture, Abhirup takes you through different arrays of emotion and characters with each of his story varying widely in its genre and shade. Throughout the book, you come across perfectly white collars to the crusty sleeves, piety to impiety and an angel to a grievous angel. You have it all.