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Women By Dr K. Sachidanandan One woman walks in a hurry sobbing, A house with faded paint on her head. One woman goes on waiting at A...

The Fiends that Fetter Us sister… still many more breasts for us to mould as if from clay in this era when living breasts are bitten by...

A Woman With A Tongue is More Dangerous Than Women With Guns! What’s my crime? I ask. Having a Tongue that is meant to be an appendage,...

JUST FOR YOU, SIMONE 1. What have you done to me, Simone? I was walking along perfectly steady on that path where goddess-worthy ‘Purity’...

Forgetting For the history exam everything I would learn by heart, but would always forget the dates. I forget now almost everything but...

Approaching the Organised Harem of the Octopus We are approaching the organised harem of the octopus I am the seal bearing the image of...

Female of the Species Sometimes you want to talk about love and despair and the ungratefulness of children A man is no use whatever then....

“If a creative writer is Devki, then a translator is Yashoda,” quips Malhotra. In 'Ek Maa Ki Prarthana,' I liked her conceit of praying...

Mother Tongue As ants return to their nests, a woodpecker returns to the wood, and the airplanes return to the airport one after another...

An extract from Canto 8: See, my belovèd, how the sun With beams that o’er the water shake From western skies has now begun A bridge of...

In a moment the city turns to pebble, stone, dagger, razor ruin, spark, flame, ash In a moment, mobs with hammer, pickaxe, shovel and...

My father used to often quote this to me, the second line - Ghalib is a philosopher, poet, our Leonardo Da Vinci. The great poet, Mirzā...

Come, Let Us Build A Night Come, let us build a night On the marble edifice of silence let us swathe ourselves in the sheets of darkness,...

Sham-e-gham kuch us nigah-e-naaz ki baatein karo, Bekhudi barhti chali hai, raaz ki baatein karo ( It is an evening of sadness, lets talk...

An old woman grabs hold of your sleeve and tags along. She wants a fifty paise coin. She says she will take you to the horseshoe shrine....

"Before every war man wonders if weaponry is the only unfailing remedy for injustice, degradation, poison, and venomous treachery. But,...

Images consult one other A conscience- stricken jury and come slowly to a sentence. This little poem really made me think! So much of a...

Without My Body—BB Agarwal When I returned home this evening a strange incident happened: nobody noticed me. My wife did not ask me for...

Radha’s Mad Heart Rupa Gosvami Translated from the Sanskrit by Shannan Mann i. his honey-song flute — the muse that maddens her mind ii....

Wing Strokes Haiku by Amy Losak and Sydell Rosenberg is a unique dialogue between two accomplished poets. Like symbiosis in the natural...