By the Editor: Siddharth Sehgal As the Afghan proverb goes “there are no good men among the living, no bad ones among the dead”. The Kannad Journalist Gauri Lankesh’s murder has generated a tremendous media storm all over the country. Though killing of a journalist is undoubtedly a condemnable act […]
We profess to live in the 21st century Sometimes I wonder if it is true The daily two to three hours power cuts Compel me to say it is untrue Sometimes all through the day Sometimes evenings Sometimes until midnight You sweat and wake up to stroll outside To freshen […]
Dawn of my life Had a limited space For me To run around I am sure, It was for my protection Noon, I was imprisoned In the name of safety And of customs – A false projection Most of the life was A state of war, Constant struggle, Fights and […]
By Mark Antony Rossi I live in the path of Hurricane Irma. This is not my first hurricane; probably not my last either. My children are trained on what to do. My home is equipped for disaster but we still might have to evacuate. During the last few days as […]
13 Mayıs 2014’te, madenci kasabası Soma’da, 301 kadın dul kaldı… 1/ Kokular ve korkular arasında sabırla yürüdü ölüm taşlarına basmadan akşamın Eli boş döndü eve keder söndü gözünde fer ağzı şer koktu kasabanın Kapandı kapılar, dağıldı mahşer evler dört duvar kadınlar ve çocuklar İnsan, kuyruğunu yutan yılan kör keser, […]
The wind resting on the swinging branches Heaved a deep sigh I heard a groan amidst the drowning noise of the speeding cars Did it come from the nearby half mutilated trees? I wondered as I walked down the road lost in meditation On my early morning walk The stench […]
In the light is the answer that’s for all. Light is where love is, that’s what I know. I’m a-lovin’ you so much, I’m so totally in touch. In the light is the answer, from there is all good luck. The world now is changing into a banka world. Politics […]
By The Editor: Siddharth Sehgal As per the Indian or if I may say Hindu tradition, when someone takes the path of renunciation or “sannyas” they have to leave behind worldly duties, though in a sense a renunciant accepts the world as his family but the focus turns spiritual in […]
By Michael Mulvihill I watched how the shrapnel from the shelling tore into the streets like they were made of paper. I wondered how in turn they would cut into a human body? I walked with a bag of clothes and a wallet full of money that I saved. I walked […]
By Terence Wynne from Camillus, NY
Indian Periodical
Indian Periodical