Anubhav Sinha’s ‘Thappad’: A Slap and a Silence
By Mekhala Chattopadhyay
Thappad is a poem, enough to remain within your room and your mind, slowly and stealthily building a sky of its own.
By Mekhala Chattopadhyay
Thappad is a poem, enough to remain within your room and your mind, slowly and stealthily building a sky of its own.
By Mekhala Chattopadhyay
Aijaz Khan does not forge solutions or answers to what exists, but shows what is there, as a part of the lived experience. He does not answer the question whether Hamid retains the hope card through his teenage, and beyond. The discomfort is evident, but not spoken for or against.
By Mekhala Chattopadhyay
One day, we shall become the comics
At the end of the page,
Which goes unnoticed by grand ideas.