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Monthly Archives: July, 2010

Rejoice – Giridhar Murali

Giridhar Murali As a gentle breeze ruffled through my hair, my thoughts roamed wide and far; Though many years have passed since, as if it was only yesterday...

Kamala

Dileep Ramachandran (Kamala Dileep), Born and brought up in Anayara, Trivandrum. A Post graduate in English Literature from Indira Gandhi National Open University. At...

Babitha Marina Justin

Born in Kerala, South India, Babitha Marina Justin had her PhD in travel writing and gender studies from the University of Hyderabad and an...

Thara D’Souza

Thara D'Souza, a postgraduate in English Language and Literature, hails from Kerala and has been involved in poetry writing from young age. A passionate...

Sasidharan Cheruvattath

"I worship being a sail that grasps the aesthetic wind.......... to propel me onward in the turbulent seas of awareness to reach the shores...

My Life – Sandhya S.N, Kerala

My life an unstable restive pendulum With irregular unmanageable pro-lapse I hung on its hand Grouse, sob, whine and sometimes smile whatsoever My heart rumbles as a roaring sea Its tides...

Recording and Reviewing Our Times

“I am a camera with its shutter open, quite passive, recording, not thinking.”- Christopher Isherwood We have been in an elated mood ever since the launch...

A Dreaming Rock – Sasidharan Cheruvattath, Kerala

Sasidharan Cheruvattath A midnight dream of a post meridian sun upon a redundant shore, of lurking iconoclasts, behind introspective rocks ruminating to set free the incarcerated icons, waiting for the idolaters. Voiceless, in the...
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Fruit Punch

I should have asked her months ago. But I have been preoccupied with my family’s concerns. How will you protect your wife in that unknown place? What will you do if someone harms her? You have no experience in travel. You don’t even know Hindi. How will you get things done? Why can’t you go someplace nearby, like Munnar? But I had promised Agneta, and I couldn’t break it.

Our Men are Learning

“Cut them some slack,our men are still learning.”“Don't be so harsh,our men are still learning.”Did you know thatthe learning...

The Scavenger’s Song

An endless highway. A lone man, Ikbir Kaur, hesitantly walks along the dusty pavement aided by a mystical tinge of...

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Reviewing ‘Obsession and Wild Pigeon’ by Ismat Chughtai

My interest in Ismat Chughtai developed when I first...