By: April Mae M. Berza to breathe the same air that you breathe I share a part of me, a portion of my existence to feel the pulse of the clock I must try to breathe not, the more I gather strength…
By: April Mae M. Berza to forget you is to write an elegy when the world rejoices in glee the bliss is an abyss to kiss the fears away to forget you is to tear off the ears of Van Gogh I…
By: April Mae M. Berza witnessing the fall of sakuras is waiting for love to go beyond love love is but a distance, from the tree, the flowers plunge into the abyss like my heart into yours the pink petals, one by…
The seventh Jaipur Literature Festival, the world’s largest free literary festival, witnessed a record number of visits this year, with total footfall close to 220,000. The middle day of the Festival, Sunday 19 January, was the most popular with a…
Random House has issued a release for the launch of a hilarious comedy of manners in which a young reporter working in one of the world’s most dangerous cities finds that dodging bullets and bombs still isn’t as challenging as…
The Jaipur Literature Festival returned to its roots today with the morning’s programme taking place in the cafés, restaurants and spare rooms of Diggi Palace, due to the weather. Persistent heavy rain overnight in Jaipur meant that today’s line-up, including…
The Crime Writers’ Association of South Asia was launched today at the Jaipur Literature Festival by leading novelists Kishwar Desai, Namita Gokhale and Jørn Lier Horst. “A wave of crime writing is better than a wave of crime”, said Namita…
Jaipur Literature Festival claims to have once again championed young writers through their outreach and engagement activities in and around Jaipur. For the third year, the Festival has partnered with Pratham Books to produce over 25 interactive sessions, promoting the…
By: Raul G. Moldez Above me, the sun. Beneath me, the trees. Birds give way to me as I savor the wind. Here, hot and cold mix. The atmosphere is lukewarm. My shirt is cellophane. I feel sweltering here. I’m a…
By: Raul G. Moldez We climb up trees, towers or buildings and crawl on earth, floors or surfaces looking for food. We stockpile them in preparation for the rainy season. We are small creatures nameless, unknown. All we know is to…