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Poetry

By: Srijani Dutta Delusion I want to be, want to be,Want to be all alone,Amidst the sunshineAnd at the dark sea shoreWhere wind passes,Carries news of the murderOf an Abyssinian soul,Eyes plucked outNails melted,Neck Twisted,Throat cut.Do not stand over the…

Books Reviews

By: Ramlal Agarwal Rudyard Kipling famously said, “Oh, East is East and West is West, and never the twain shall meet.” (The Ballad of East and West).” Nevertheless, they not only meet but also walk hand in hand in his…

Poetry

By: Debbie Tunstall I didn’t think I’d be longing for the end, begging for things to happen –beckoning even. You see on the news about props used for propaganda,black man / white man.This man, that man. They make a fuss,…

Poetry

By: Bruce Levine Take your dog for a walk – even if it doesn’t help, your dog will appreciate it.Read a good book – always a good choice, assuming you have one.Watch television – probably an oxymoron and probably not…

Books Reviews

By: Ramlal Agarwal Unlike The God of Small Things, Arundhati Roy’s Mother Mary Comes to Me is not a controversial work. It is about the life of the novelist and her relationship with her mother, Mary. They are distinctly different…

Poetry

By: James Aitchison Empty the heartwithout love.Empty the soulwithout purpose.Society buildscruel walls,society celebratesinjustice.Strength rises fromthe steady soul,the calm andunhurried mind.Know that power restsin your detachment.

Archaeology/HistoryEssay

By: James Aitchison She was arguably one of the most innovative film directors and editors in the history of cinema.  Her creative black-and-white images continue to inspire film and commercial makers to this day.  But in 1930s Germany, she was…

Books ReviewsPoetry

By Mitali Chakravarty The buoyant chatter in avian voices was so loud that thepark walkers were silenced.The treetop was screaming out the city’s violencethat only birds could observe through the day.Would they now debate, discuss, and advise policy measures? (‘Parliament…

Fiction

By Michael Pattinson Yumi met Claire the way a mirror catches light: unexpectedly, naturally, and immediately revealing. It was during an exhibition opening at a small gallery in Nakameguro, one that featured a collection themed around “Emotions with No Translation.” Claire stood…

Poetry

By: Suchoon Mo 1 The soundless misty rainthis stillnss of night is mine 2 I have two desiresmay I give you one of them? since I met youI need only one 3 she has no faceneither does the wind she…