Month: November 2016

Poetry

मौसम-ए-बहार

हवा चलती है झोंके से तुम्हारी याद उड़ कर आ ही जाती है फुहारें जब भिगो जातीं कभी आँचल, कोयलिया गया ही जाती है ये संध्या के समय आकाश कुछ काला सा हो जाता चांदनी छिटक ना पाती कि विधु बादल में  खो जाता शरद की धूप सी मुस्कान में […]

Poetry

The Road Ahead

Say something human. Life must run the music. Throw yourself into experience. Large vision and universality. Prophetic voice of new ways. ‘Do I have to use words when I speak to you?’ The strong current of change pounding at your door. No party or movement can give the answer. Celebrate […]

Poetry

Here is Valluvar’s Voice

Following is the translation of Thirukkural, a discourse on ethics, its author is Tamil poet and philosopher Thiruvalluvar, who lived around 3rd Century. Its translation and comments are done by N V Subbaraman who lives in Chennai.   Chapter 59 Espionage அதிகாரம் 59. ஒற்றாடல் (ஒற்றர்களின் திறமை)                                                                                 ~*~   […]

Editorial

Rescuing the Rail

By the Editor: Siddharth Sehgal The recent derailment of Indore-Patna Express train that claimed more than 140 lives is one of the most devastating accidents in recent memory.  It was a mishap that could have been averted when concerns were raised by passengers that there was something wrong with the […]

Articles

The Fault Is in Our Future

By Mark Antony Rossi There’s a certain arrogance in those who wait for tomorrow. Did I miss the memo that proclaims we have plenty of time? Whatever happened to solving today’s problems so can have a better tomorrow. That sentiment is usually lost in the politics of hesitation which masks […]

Poetry

Head Up High!

When darkness seems to conquer your heart; When love fails to do what is right; and When pride is trying to knock you out, Head up high! Determination sometimes lacks. Confidence sometimes is not enough. And when judgments are echoing in your mind, Reflect who you are inside. Despair weakens […]

Articles

Black to White

By Ananya S. Guha Now after seeing red, we are witness to black. Black everywhere, in ques, lines, shops and markets. We have been blackened, so the change is on. Black to white is the mantra. Then the change.To banks for white, to the shops, to the banks who refuse […]