Breaking Language Barrier: Childhood in Vernacular Return me my days of Rain and Paper Boats-The Home we carry 1video of the podcast2body32 pullquotesTable of Content ये दौलत भी लेलो ये शोहरत भी लेलोभले छीन लो मुझसे मेरी जवानीमगर मुझको लौटा दो बचपन का सावनवो काग़ज़ की कश्ती वो बारिश का पानीTake away my wealth, take away…
Oranges-Psychology, Physiology and a Poem My spiky head dipped in orange bower This poem deals with my experience of bringing an orange bonsai home and its impact on my mood swings. As someone suffering from autoimmune conditions which are associated with serious debilitation and restrictions orange as plant, colour has come to my rescue more often than not. Springtime earthly sunthis place tangy, fresh, invitingambrosial white flowersflushed with ending raysI share with bees and birds if you see me at sundowna few suns cannedmy spiky head…
Imagining Mars through Poetic Storytelling Alternate curriculum on Mars This article aims at detailing the One-Time Project of creating an alternate curriculum for introducing the Study…
Solitude You are not me anymore I am you “There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,There is a rapture on the lonely shore,There is society, where none intrudes,By the deep sea, and music in its roar:I love not man the less, but Nature more”― Lord Byron I give life to the deadShape to an unborn Solitude, you are the piano by the precipiceextending from inside me…
Healing using Japanese concept of Yutori Conversation about writing, life, spoken words Introducing the 1st episode of Elysian Conversations with my friends and writers Priyanka Srivastava, joining me from Singapore and Somsubhra Banerjee from Bengaluru, where we spoke about our writing life, how writing came to us as healing and also reciting one of our self-written…
Leila trampled down the creaky wooden stairs, thudding sound echoing through the meekly ventilated basement. Ransacking the place, curtaining through cobwebs, jumping over a few broken throw-aways her eyes…
Line Art by Lubna Yusuf My Two Pence on a Friend's Written Verse Book Title: Reminiscence: A Collection of Haibun “So many books, so little time.” ― Frank Zappa Collection of Haibun and happy reading hours. How many times do you get a chance to review a book by an author who happens to be a friend too? I have this opportunity, after laying my hands…
