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Poetry

By: Linda M Crate in high school i always wanted to be one of the cool kids fit in with the popular ones and be part of the coolest cliques, and i wanted so badly to be anyone but me;…

Poetry

By: Linda M. Crate we once went through the dark ages must we repeat history? it was foolish enough to have gone there once let alone attempt to go there multiple times, and i can’t understand why people care about…

Fiction

By: DC Foster The azure radiance had no end – just a global horizon where the sky curled around the planet and out of sight. A range of mountainous clouds navigated the blue above, leaving smoky trails in their wakes….

Fiction

By: Prosenjit Dey Chaudhury On at least one Sunday of each month, a house up the street used to hold a lot of attraction for a number of people. On that side of the street ran a slow, thick stream with…

News

Indian poet and novelist Vikram Seth is all set to thrill his fans with his latest collection of poems. His publisher recently revealed that the collection will be released in October this year. The new collection ‘Summer Requiem’ is being published by…

Fiction

By: Ruth Z. Deming The phone, which lay beside her in bed, began to ring. “Gerry, I can’t talk now,” she said, “I’m in the middle of a movie. Call you later?” She was watching a rental of “A Night…

News

Asian Cities Climate Change Resilience Network (ACCCRN), an initiative of The Rockefeller Foundation recently launched “Road to Resilience”, a guide to creating resilient cities in New Delhi. “Road to Resilience” is in consonance with the primary objectives of creating cities…

Fiction

By: Kakoli Mukherjee  Rains in Hyderabad are like board exams. Before you can realise what’s happening, it’s all over you. You are left with no choice but deal with it stoically, cursing yourself for not being better prepared. I remember getting…

News

Typing on computers is a no-brainer since it does not need any handwriting skills. But of late, tablets and PCs have applications where you have to write with your hand. But your handwriting is not the same as you with…

Poetry

By: Natana Vasuki Often I embed as a pollen grain Inside a pretty fragrant blossom You come as a bee and pick me up to show the varieties of life…. Often I lay as a smooth pebble Inside a placid river…