Month: December 2019

Editorial

Gandhi, Non-Violence and Citizenship

By the Editor: Siddharth Sehgal It’s only now, after witnessing the riots and arson against CAA, that I realized the practical aspect and implication of Gandhi’s idea of Ahimsa. A citizen in a democracy has every right to protest but how you choose to exercise that right makes the difference […]

Poetry

Dance of Tears, Chief Nobody

I’m old Indian chief story plastered on white scattered sheets, Caucasian paper blowing in yesterday’s winds. I feel white man’s presence in my blindness- cross over my ego my borders urinates over my pride, my boundaries- I cooperated with him until death, my blindness. I’m Blackfoot proud, mountain Chief. I […]

Poetry

Gormley

As I drive up the road I see a man on a flat roof he is like one of those Gormley statures. He is perfectly still as he looks out into the distance he does not move at all could almost be dead it is like he is looking at […]

Editorial

The Government and its Failures

By the Editor: Siddharth Sehgal One of the penalties for refusing to participate in politics is that you end up being governed by your inferiors.                            ~ Plato In last few days the country saw how system has collapsed on streets. Cars, buses and public property were set on fire […]

Poetry

Run to You

I want to run to you.. During ambiguities of life To give assurances Like you always did. I want to run to you.. When I feel so alone To cheer me up Like you always did. I want to run to you … When I am lost To give me […]

Fiction

The Choice

By Tamizh Ponni  “Hey, don’t go too far,” yelled Amy, adjusting her boater. The popsicle in her other hand was melting with all possible haste not letting Amy relish it at her own pace. “I am good. Jeez! I am a grown-up now! Stop being nannyish!”, replied Laurie as she […]

Poetry

Calcutta

How….. to what pulls you, this city through its veins, through its roots spread, grown chaotic its shame, its id … obstinance makes you feel as one, like a king like a baby back in her womb its passion, its senses from strong to maudlin, the soft deceit, cowardice veiled […]