A Year of Words, Love and Melancholia

Dear Reader, There are so many things I wish to tell you and for some reason, I feel I have … More

A Forest of Crimson Gleam

Images and montages, Somewhere, the ‘I’ is lost in a star that still rages, Glimmers here, A touch of crimson … More

Padmavati: Death of a Childhood

I was seven years old when my father had brought us the DVD of Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam. Films, … More

Prison of Words

Belle Dreams of Delusion, A little hope, perhaps a touch of illusion. The painting colors itself. The red rose bleeds … More

#MeToo

When I was eight, Mama taught me that in our world, there was power in words no more. When I … More

The Half-Eaten Sugary Treat: A Review of Projapoti Biskut

Two half-broken people. Spouses, then lovers. A dying sun. The Ganges flowing with her majestic waves in front of them. … More

The Grand Arrival: Mahalaya

Somewhere in the wee hours of dawn, when the night melts into the first blues and saffrons of daylight, Birendra … More

Masters of the Universe: A Review of I’ll Give You the Sun

Somewhere in Jandy Nelson’s book, Jude gives the trees, the stars, the ocean and even the sun to Noah, her … More

For Whom Does the Goddess Arrive?

When I was a child, Durga Pujo did not come with calender dates, not really. It came when suddenly in … More