Faiz Forever / Kanika Aurora
Gulon mein rang bhare Baad-e-naubahaar chale Chale bhi aao ki Gulshan ka karobaar chale Come bahaar or spring and we all end up quoting Faiz Ahmed Faiz conjuring up evocative and tantalizing images of...
Category: Poetry
NULL & VOID| OJASWINI TRIVEDI
You’re lost in a fantasy
A dream maybe
Where I cease to exist.
You seem peaceful,
I seem greedy.
SLING SHOT: Let’s say we loved each other! Ojaswini Trivedi
“Let’s believe
the two birds
lived in a
seamless crave for freedom,
where the abyss
melted into the horizon”
An Opportunity to Look East – IIC Experience | Manohar Khushalani
During the North East fest on Monday, the 29th October, at the Fountain Lawns, the audience was confronted by a disturbing solo performance by actor director, Lapdiang Syiem from Meghalaya, called A Being Human. Earlier on the same day we had a presentation by Soli Roy about a Manipuri play, Crimson Rainclouds, written by his own mother, Sahitya Akademi Awardee, Binodini Devi
An Ode to Sushant | Renu Mal
In April, Sushant had deleted all his old pictures that he had posted since he created his account on Instagram. Yet nobody had time to look imto his trauma. Read the touching Ode Renu Mal has dedicated to his memory
The Forbidden Fruit of today: CLOSURE / Ojaswini Trivedi
We spend years and years trying to find answers to the half spoken sentences and mid-air collapsed promises. The night teases us to insomnia, trying to replay the tape of those incidents, moments, gestures. What could have been, what should have We spend years and years trying to find answers to the half spoken sentences and mid-air collapsed promises. The night teases us to insomnia, trying to replay the tape of those incidents, moments, gestures. What could have been, what should have been. Were we real then
. Were we real then?
Under the Grid of Sub Reality / Susmita Mukherjee
The old hag lay face down,Her dried hair up in the air,Like dry twigs after harvest.Her scrawny left arm upturnedat an angle, as if not sure,whether for alms or in benediction;Her other hand, mottled,...
The Only Whole Thing / Susmita Mukherjee
I will give you a piece of my land, I will give you a piece of my kid’s custody, I will give you the healthier half of the meal, I will give you the...
A Sinister flight! Poem by Aneeta Chitale
I was a happy bird….with greatWings to fly …thousands of milesIn open skies…..in cloudy palletsI flew in seamless oceansAcross the seven seas andFive continents….in peace!I knew I was the best chosenBy The Creator….God! Almighty!...
Raunaq & Jassi: Watch Out Thespians, Bollywood is Here / Manohar Khushalani
The show of Raunaq & Jassi at Jawaharlal Nehru Stadium was a blockbuster, though, not as big as Director Feroz Abbas Khan’s earlier hit, Mughal E Azam. What appears to be a new trend...
