Poem: How Long Is The Distance From Gujarat To Assam?
By Paloma Bhattacharjee
Those tracks, now splintered with bones,
Their distances have bled out of maps.
By Paloma Bhattacharjee
Those tracks, now splintered with bones,
Their distances have bled out of maps.
By Umang Kumar
See, your Jamlo is almost home!
I am not going back there anymore, baba.
By Mosarrap H. Khan
In this crumbling, decaying metropolis – Mumbai – where every moment is an assault on your olfactory lobes, people are always ready to share their stories. You also realize that this restless city doesn’t have listeners to their stories. People are ready to share bits of their life, their despair, their hope with you.