THE CULPRIT – Gourahari Das
The storm had receded. There was no force in the wind now. But the rain was still dripping ...
The storm had receded. There was no force in the wind now. But the rain was still dripping ...
Santosh Bakaya Winner of Reuel International Award (2014) for Oh Hark!, Setu Award for excellence (2018) for her ‘stellar ...
Article originally published in : https://www.thethirdpole.net/en/culture/brahmaputra-river-songs/ By going to the original article readers can listen to the songs of each village ...
Terrace The crow perches on the mast of the terrace sailing in the waters of my womb. The ...
Written on the back side of the page 1. Whenever we start to talk A butterfly comes out ...
Part I of the section named "Esploratrici della coscienza" (Explorers of consciousness), containing Nandini Sahu's introduction and poems by Saanjukta ...
Ready Ready to move into a new house, my wardrobe, wrapped in cellophane, looks like a corpse. So ...
FEMINIST POETS FRON INDIA In May 2011, while talking to Royal Geographic Society in London, V S Naipaul, ...
Scent A ruinous scent wafts along pushed by the wind, bearing melody and shivers. Sap ripens inside ...
"I dream of a world where chickens can cross the road without having to be questioned." IBRAHIM “SOULÓ” BALUNYWA Chapter ...
December 24, 2024 marks ten years since the premature passing of Brazilian/Italian writer Julio Monteiro Martins, important cultural figure from...
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