Month: May 2020

Articles

Assassinations

By Anantinee ’JHUMPA’ Mishra “Assassination is the extreme form of censorship.” George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950) Assassination, a murder of a prominent person, such as a head of state or a head of Government, prompted by religious, military, revolutionary or political motives. History is witness of some of the most horrific […]

Poetry

What Remains Behind?

I know you don’t like anything here The chocolates your cousin had sent from New York, a month ago, are gone to the anxieties of not meeting him again, in the Durga Puja vacation, when you feel proud in taking him through the sylvan Sal-braced roads, from the crowded city […]

Poetry

Memories of a Train

When darkness engulfed, and strands of light were cast, through the blinds of windows, the blaring train horn scared me mighty. When I would submerge myself in my blanket, and let the moon’s glimmer comfort me, striking the walls of my room, the train was a ride home. When I […]

Cartoon

Sanitization Process

By Amber Marfatia from Pune, India                                   Find & Follow more cartoons from Amber at www.instagram.com/toonstory.in                

Poetry

‘I’ only ‘I’ncarnate!

‘I’ make the Love on Love, Rebellion on the revolution. ‘I’m the Supreme 1 ! God of Gods ! The undisputed GodSunLight, ‘I’ncarnations, When it is about Poetry or Earth. ‘I’ make Eternal Love Only – On the Earth or Poetry. ‘I’ make eternal Rebellion Only on the revolution of […]

Poetry

Obsolete

The dust suffocates me sometimes, Then I realize, I’m no flesh and bones. I was an object – that spoke once, When the world was old. Now I lie at a corner as a show, To feed your nostalgia that boasts. The memories of war, love, peace; All that I […]

Poetry

A Life of Dreams Lost

He peered through the window, no wrong done, but before realization, excruciating pain, a spinning world, before buckling to the floor, what could have been, a life of dreams, aspirations, gone to waste, what could have happened, but had not, and will not.               […]

Poetry

Silence Will Triumph

Aunt searches for prognosticators, she rummages through books of prediction for talismans. My sister wants to fly like ‘Una Paloma Blanca ’ as she listens to the song of a serenading free bird. I say ‘times are tough, you must mutter up..’ The pallor of gloom that she carries in […]