The Colour of My Inquisitive Perception by Surbhi Thukral
By Surbhi Thukral
Two men sit atop wooden chairs,
eating in a fancy restaurant,
the candle on the tiny table
illuminates their countenance;
the petite man in brown suit...
Writs and Wits by Sheikha A
By Sheikha AWriting is synonymous to liberation,
Writing can enthuse wild generations,
Writing is a fishing line with a hook and bait,
Writing is the punishment of...
Flashback by Urvashi Butalia
By Urvashi Butalia
“Even though we knew we were fighting the enemy, we didn’t really feel any sense of national honour. All we wanted was...
Editorial Note – Vol.02 Issue.11
By Richa Mehta
“Stone walls do not a prison make
nor iron bars a cage”
~ (To Althea, from prison, Richard Lovelace 1618-58)
We love...
The Bottom Line : Half an hour of Pure Entertainment
By Chandni Mathur
The Bottom Line is half an hour of pure entertainment, but as Sorabh Pant likes to insist, we get to learn too....
Dream Light by Sugandha Das
By Sugandha Das
Dream light
Where does it fade?
Like old broken records
Like singers of yore
Like melodies in a storm
Is it not the saddest thing?
The death of...