By Nishi Pulugurtha
Appagaru and Amma have moved on to another world. It has been years since I visited Nayakampalli but this place with all its associations remain.
Tag: Memoir
By Gopal Lahiri
Lopamudra Banerjee’s poems shimmer with luminous connection, landscape of longing and draw map of fury against the gender gap and inequalities.
By Krishnanunni Hari
A dog has died and that is not all there is to it; dogs who you didn’t bury yourself, and even the ones you did, still wander as other dogs who you have a chance to meet.
By Rajyeshwari Ghosh
The feelings were a combination of guilt, happiness, and joy. I felt guilty because only a few minutes ago, I got suspicious where he was taking me.
By Prithvijeet Sinha
Make it a point to reach out to the near and dear ones and share the warmth of memories, making the current social turnaround one of courage and goodwill. It is time to be united.
