Translated from the Italain by Pina Piccolo I know a couple who two or three nights a week go to dance the tango in a suburban theater used as a dance hall. The man has a handlebar mustache, polka dot bowties, and polished...
Read MorePublished in 2016 by Harper Collins, Sauptik: Blood and Flowers is the concluding installment in the Parva Duology written and painted by Amruta Patil. While Adi Parva, the first part had set the weave of cosmic stories on a...
Read MoreHouse Sometimes my aunts sit around the stoveAnd talk about their husbands in shy whispersWhile they talk about countries and their fall in another roomThis is how it has been ever since I was a childThe demarcation visible to...
Read MoreDonβt ask me nothinβ about nothinββI just might tell you the truth. β Bob Dylan 1. The Boy Who Is Habitually LateIn class weβre discussing Freud. His idea that you canβt strike out directlyβitβs too risky, youβre powerless, the...
Read MoreΟ Did you know in wave mechanics, equations never end?Well, after reading that, I attempted to visualizemΔ«mΔsis as splitting odds and ends in half. Not KAPOW!like atoms, or Aristophanes’ bi-gendered orangewhen angry bolts...
Read MoreTranslated from the Gujarati by Mustansir Dalvi My dearest Manilal, do you remember?I was buying potatoes in Natalwhen all at onceyou barged into the shop?That was the first time we met. After that,you kept on findingnewer and...
Read MoreOur Secret Society The language we spokewas carved by blue, redand black Bic pensinto college-lined notebooks.The most importantmessages were looped-long Lβs and low Pβs.Some filled the narrow rowswith fat letters and othershen...
Read MoreOn some days you wake up and see the world around you surrenderingOther days, you are the one writing your last letterThere is so much hype around carrying earth within ourselvesSo much water inside us to wash away the imprints...
Read MoreOne does not have to βworry about wasted canvasβ or confining a piece to a single collector when it comes to digital painting. And these, according to Edward Michael Supranowicz, are some of the greatest rewards of digital...
Read MoreYou Have Sprung I drive homeinto a breeze from the northeast.It doesn’t bring rain or snow,just shunts the clouds around,ruffles brown grass, shakes trees gaunt from winter. : The road leads bywide muddy fields,patches of...
Read MoreTranslated from the Bengali by Boudhayan Mukherjee Knife Prestigious service with lucrative salary, Substantial pension after retirement, Costly car, luxurious house⦠furniture⦠Children well established in England-America,...
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Personally , I am an admirer of the Translator π. I usually go through her writings . This is also…
Personally I am an admirer of the Translator, I usually prefer to go through her writings . She is an…
Such a simple yet powerful expression of the wrongdoings that occurs in domestic sectors. Absolutely loved the story.
Can you please cite the original poem ? Where to find it in Bangla?
Such a wonderful work ma'am β€οΈ I loved it
Just a wonderful work Ma'am....I loved itβ€οΈ