By: James Aitchison Consider the power ofthe limitless mind,the broadest sweep ofcomprehension.Knowledge brings glisteningnewness and light.The earthly plane evaporatesas nothing more than mist,revealing all things infiniteand eternal.They are, in truth, the onlyreality worth seizing.
By Meenakshi Malhotra From Calcutta to Kolkata:City of Dreams by Mitali Chakravarty traverses between worlds and words, as the poet’s eye sweeps across the changing cityscape, from times past recalling the erstwhile stories and narratives of Job Charnock to…
By Mou Chakraborty 1 “Who walks through this storm? Is it you, Mother Durga, arriving at such an hour of ruin?” Sanatan whispered, his voice small against the roaring sky. Lightning tore the darkness apart, and his feverish ten-year-old daughter…
By: Maryam Iftikhar You are close to me,like the brightest star in the sky.But when I lift my finger to touch it,a devastating truth breaks me:even in this world,I’m still a million stars away from you. Tides of longing sweep…
By: Andrew Nickerson Movies have long been one of the world’s best forms of entertainment, thus finding material for them is a huge responsibility for studios. Therefore, it’s no surprise that one of the oldest standbys on that front is…
By: James Aitchison In 1997, Iris Chang’s bestselling book, The Rape of Nanking: The Forgotten Holocaust of World War II, sold more than half a million copies. Within seven years, Chang would take her own life. Her book was the…
By: Bruce Levine Shadows of mountains parade over valleys within. Streams resemble arteries, sustaining life, as trout evading anglers reveal cascading thoughts of life and death that society proclaims meaningless in movies: Hollywood’s refrain. Cheaper by the dozen. A cartoon…
By: Neil Randall Over the last few weeks Luka had been having the strangest dreams about Arthur, his mother Darjia’s fiancé. In one dream, Arthur had gone off to fight in the war in Ukraine. In another, he was killed…
By: Tanjila Ontu She once had a home that felt like lightThen it broke apart without a fightTwo houses now, and separate daysBut none of it felt quite okay She watched the world from quiet eyesWhile others lived their lullabiesTheir…
By James Aitchison Winning the Booker Prize is every author’s dream. It is arguably the world’s most prestigious literary award. It bestows distinction upon authors and virtually guarantees a boost in sales. But few people know that the award had…