By: Khaiam Yousof and this land is covered with yellow and blue flowers dancing in the wind.Can you hear laughter echoing through the empty streets of Kharkiv and Odesa, instead of the screams of bombs and the howling of rockets?…

By: Cariou Wen Yan was born in the 22nd year of the Daoguang era of the ancient China Qing dynasty (1842) in Jixi County, Anhui Province. He grew up in a poor family, and his parents passed away when he…

By: Pramod Rastogi Wistful Horizons Frail in the sirens of health,Withdrawn in pensive silence,I was a shadowed figure,A whisper in the din of social lives,Until the day she walked in,And friendship bloomed between us,Seemingly eternal,Like a dream turned tangible. I…

By: Rehanul Hoque After flunking in his exam and undergoing a failed relationship, one fine morning Ravi boarded a ship and set off for somewhere unknown- from Mumbai to Colombo.  It should be a fresh start, a new turn in…

By James Aitchison His beguiling smile gave him the appearance of a doting uncle.  “He wouldn’t even kill a chicken,” his friends said.  But beneath the façade, Pol Pot was a mass murderer.  His genocidal regime caused the deaths of…

By: Ignatius Fernandez For it is in pardoning we rise above animals. It is in forgiving we find our human nature – Joe Mannath. Some years ago, in a city on the West Coast of the US, Julian Motheral was…

By: Yucheng Tao Where cold windcuts throughthe swaying treesbeneath black cloudsfloribundagrandifloraminiature roses bloomall over the garden—but the rose i seek is not herehummingbirdsrest in beams of lightbut i only want to hear god’s whisper after i was cast out i…

By: Azmat Ali The Ramayana—one of the two great epic poems of Hinduism—has been central to South Asian literary, religious, and cultural traditions for over two millennia. Originally composed in Sanskrit and dated to before 300 BCE, the Ramayana is…

By: Harrison Abbott A snowstorm came. Snowfall that broke records. And then the government closed the schools. Great. That’s exactly what Robbie, Joel and I wanted. We didn’t have to go to school!  With our free time, we decided to…

By: Vincent Maranto On the old stage road between Bozeman and Helena, Montana, as it crosses the Crow Creek Divide, there lies a small, square fence enclosing a grass-covered mound. The surrounding country is rugged, like much of the mountainous…