Nanjangud Express

It’s Nanjangud Annu visits raves about as she usually does about old temples the older the monument the more the raving so long as they are well preserved like the famed pickles. I too visited this...

Beyond Gravity

My knowledge of numbers diminished on arrival in England, then the United States. At home in Ceylon I used to bathe in lakhs and crores. No number seemed too grand except for the infinite. But in the West I...

Once a Dilli, always a Dilli!

The Ring Road was certainly spooky at night, illuminated by yellow neon lights, the cold, sandy winds blowing in from the Yamuna against the darkened Red Fort, howling in the night.

Banjara Boys

Under merciless sun at a crowded corner where city streets crisscross four banjara boys beg and brawl. Alien tongue, lively limbs, almost naked, gilded with soot and dust, eyesore to the passers-by, like...

Wish of Fish

Cartoonist Ali Dorani fled Iran at the age of 21 before being trapped in Australia’s controversial Manus Island detention camp for four years. Things changed after his artwork was posted online. This is...

Naina Dey’s Poems

Friend When I saw us down a street of shadows hand in hand I made my own story With you I can make stories by dozens Of lost loves violets and pomegranates and unsung poems With you I can float my paperboat of...

A Story Beyond a Soft Romance!

Fiction writing in Telugu started in the later part of 19th century with Rajasekhara Charitamu by  Kandukuri Veeresalingam, a well-known social reformer of the day. Short-story writing gathered momentum in the...

Medha Sreeya’s Three Poems

Hide and seek I don’t hate the game though, of course, I don’t. I remember exploring new places where no one could find me, Running out of new places to hide. I recollect this weird fear in me of...

English Articles

The Thinnai

In 2020 I came across a platform on Facebook called Le thinnai kreyol. That was my first introduction to the Tamil word “thinnai”. This platform run by academic Ananya Jahanara Kabir and author Ari Gautier took me on a...

The D-Day and Two Other Poems

The D-Day The last car The final whisper   The heavy heart The light-hearted laughter   A coffee shop Some men and women…   Known and unknown… The heart heaving   Pulsating mind! Giving Way to…...

Three Poems by M.Sridhar

1  How does one take it?  Is it a leaf or is it a moth that pretends to be a leaf? Is it a leaf or is it the floor on which it rests? Is that one a rope or a snake that dissembles a rope? “Bhramara” in...

Fear

I am afraid that the island no longer belongs to me, that my waist will never deflate, the hair on my head not return, the dictator will give his power to his son, and my daughter not know the land of her father, and...