Tag:Indian English

Poetry

Indian English, Srinivas S, Chennai

True! Some of us do pronounce ‘cough’ as ‘cuff’ (And it strangles our throats a wee bit), While others rhyme ‘god’ with ‘ode’...

IR - December 1, 2019

Poetry

Democracy on the Corners – Ifa Agnes, Bihar

Democracy has hit its 70s Standing in the corner of each road Distributing pamphlets of rights and rules. Passersby ignore...

IR - December 1, 2019

Fiction

And a soldier cried – Dr Indrakhi Mandal, New Delhi

The night air was crystal clear without a hint of cloud or mist. High above, the stars shone, millions of them, like silver mukkaish...

IR - February 5, 2017

Articles

Indian Novel in English: Last three decades – Ramlal Agarwal, Maharashtra

Writing about Indian writing in English. Salman Rushdie in his preface to Vintage Indian writing in English 1947-1997 says, “the prose writing – both fiction...

IR - March 2, 2016

Fiction

Clockwise Around the Fire – Barnali Ray Shukla, Mumbai

“No, this is not a love story but a story about love”. These are not my lines. The other day I watched this film, between meetings, at...

IR - October 10, 2015

Poetry

Dispossession – Haimanti Dutta Ray, Kolkata

Had there been a parameter Whereby to scale the length and breadth Of a country, We’d have ascertained where our identities ended. Yet there are places – No Man’s...

IR - October 4, 2015

Poetry

The unsurpassable Time -Farah Siddiqui, Allahabad

O’h Time thou is so strapping and powerful Ages and ages thou has surpassed and ruled Now break-off it’s my plead Now stop and do not lead At...

IR - July 12, 2015

Research Article

Confessionalism in the Poetry of Kamala Das – Samarendra Kumar Nayak

In the Second half of the twentieth Century a group of American poets started writing on a highly subjective matter. Expression of personality without...

IR - January 5, 2015

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PoetryJune 25, 2022

Pande-mourning

You cry.You postA photographOn your Whatsapp StatusYou send offA scurry of WhatsappMessagesTo potential mourners.You gloatOn your movability.You writeA cathartic...

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