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Poetry

Life Story – Wribhu Chattopadhyay, West Bengal

I live in a lame land Like those castrated clap Who can only dance in And out side of an alley. Here is no living words for Unknown names,...

IR - February 28, 2013

Articles

Budding and Blooming Patriotism in Henry Derozio’s Poems- Sanjit Sarkar, West Bengal

Renaissance is the result of the impact of British rule, their exploitation and expansion of empire. It is the awakening of national consciousness of...

IR - February 1, 2013

Fiction

Monster – K. A.Beena, Kerala translated by Ayisha, Kerala

Little Mini closed her eyes. She is exhausted and does not want to open her eyes. “She is going to die. Nobody can wake...

IR - January 21, 2013

Poetry

Fourth Phase of Waning Moon – Bhadauria Manish Singh, Gujarat

Scarlet face stares the celestial lagoon, With scars given to her last noon. Moaning and pain proceed to the moon, Yes; it is the fourth phase f...

IR - January 15, 2013

Fiction

My Grandfather’s Marriage – Shailesh J. Khatri, Mumbai

Summer vacations were always looked forward to by me when I was a school child. Vacations were a welcome break from the boring routine...

IR - December 25, 2012

Fiction

Life Abounds – FazalKarim, Delhi

“Leaves flow where the wind directs them; and me floweth where my senses directed me. Eyes, ears approach things as they are; seldom go...

IR - December 25, 2012

Fiction

I am Rashid? Bhowmick? – Gautam Das, USA

Tabassumpur was never before filled with as much ecstasy as this year when Durga Puja and Ramazan fell at the same time. This was...

IR - December 25, 2012

Editorial

Time to Get Punished and Get Educated

"The truth will set you free. But first, it will piss you off." -Gloria Steinem At last the Indian population, especially women responded sensibly and...

IR - December 25, 2012

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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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