You loved Science, Stars, and Nature
And off course
You loved human
despite they have divorced nature.
Your mother has woven a cloth as a tailor
with future dreams...
These little feet would too
run to match
the pace of the crowd
minting money,
rather than running after
the pug marks
of a Pomeranian, or a rabbit.
These little, mischievous...
Chindu Sreedharan’s book Epic Retold flouts the traditional expectations of an epic. His hero, here the protagonist and narrator, is not of superhuman stature;...
Indian Ruminations once again rededicate itself to motivate and promote Indian English Writing, especially the budding ones. We are extremely pleased that already hundreds...
In torn half- pants the burnt bread,
Hunger haunts hunger.
Sinking twinkling in ocular hollow,
Death peeps through veiled skeletons,
Uncaring wind weaves the sad epic,
Bishu Munda of...
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.
