Month: June 2018

Editorial

Running Out of Water and Time

By the Editor: Siddharth Sehgal If you are living in India, the headline of this article is sufficient to convey the future we are heading towards at an unprecedented rate. Like innumerable problems that plague our county and like typical Indian reaction to those problems, we’ll deal with it when […]

Poetry

Yonder Lands

Far away, beyond the boundless Oceans In lands alien, Perhaps For more moolah and succour, To tide over The dearth of food and clothing. Ah! ecstatic images emerge… Somewhere deep in the hearts of villages Several new houses erected With newly earned wealth, abroad One who returns… For a glimpse […]

Poetry

The Emerging Babas

The other day the headlines read Another ‘baba’ was caught and sent To the jail where he cried And rent the air Filling all with disgust and dread This one is a ‘flowering head’ Collects huge alms and builds his regime. In ancient days the ‘babas’ all Lived a plain […]

Poetry

The Mirror On The Wall

“Mirror, mirror  on  the  wall, Who  is  the  fairest  of  all” Many  times  I  heard  the  fable When  I  was  a  little  ga’l But  until  the  present  day I  haven’t  got  a  reply How  can  a  mirror  select  a Winner  from,  those  who  vie Mirror  has  to  tell  the  truth […]

Poetry

From Honeymoon I Started Into The Open Years

From honeymoon I started but too many around me want to sterilize all they do or feel. With my hands in my pockets I stand against the wall: From honeymoon I started, into the open years I roam. I’m a lover with a spaceship and a universal home. People all […]

Poetry

यादों के साये से

ज़िन्दगी की कश्मकश भरी राहों में, मेरे सूने मन भरने की चाहों में, किसी की बनायी कविता की पनाहों में, आज एक भारी बरसात हुई,…. रात हुई, रात हुई और काली रात हुई। याद आई वो लड़की, याद आई उसकी बात, कोई मेरे दिल पर बनाकर एक बाँध खुश था […]

Poetry

Chicanery and Smiles

You smile your laugh And pat me in the back and say That everything is okay But I know that nothing is okay You say to me that I’m welcome The welcome of Antipas to Jean Batiste I already see my crown on a platter A thoughtless token to slake […]