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...
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...
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.
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
With so much happening in the Indian poetry scenario, it is important to give individual attention to each of the rising or established voices.
Ramappa examined the head of the hosepipe. It was already frayed but with his last pull, rather a careless action, it broke and showed long plastic chasms on all sides like an imbalanced tree hovering on the edge of a...
Reading Bairagi is a life-time passion, continually reflecting on our understanding, our growth, and ultimately ourselves.
Telugu: Dr.V. Chandra Sekhar Rao Mohini standing by herself in front of Santosh cinema. Nine in the morning. Hyderabad with rain clouds. A few delegates here and there. I, who had imagined that a huge crowd would...
Real learning was an act of true love, and a real learner was no one else, but a true Deewana!
The sixth river is a metaphorical river of fire and blood which portrays the divisive rift created in the middle of Punjab by communal and imperial politics.
Sridhar M
Indran Amirthanayagam
Deepra Dandekar
Abu Siddik
Nabanita Sengupta
Murali Cartoonist
Naina Dey
Syamala Kallury
Medha Sreeya
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రామారావు కన్నెగంటి
Alladi Uma/M.Sridhar
Palak Malhotra