One day, my dad, Basanta Chowdhury, asked me if I knew Ritu. I said, "Yeah, I do."
The unique aspect of this worship is that the devotees express their devotion to the deity through self-flagellation.
The volatile melange of pity, contempt, disgust, envy, alienation, fear and rage at men does not appear unjust.
The Hunger Games is a reality television program. An extreme one, but that's what it is.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe was born on 28th August, 1749. Here is a poem written by him to celebrate the greatest writer in German language.
This game of watching is at the heart of the politics of the state of Panem and this ‘watching’ forms an integral part of dystopia.
Are you really doing good, Kashmir??
The narration of one of my favorite rides to North-East, which I undertook to attend the BOBMC (Brotherhood of Bulleteers Motorcycling Consortium), ‘Rider Mania’
And who was Ella Maillart? The cliché ‘the last of the great classic women travellers,’ while true and deserved still falls short as a descriptive.
The refugee has always been the subject of jokes. This joke did the rounds during partition and even to this day in Bengal.
So, here’s to all the photographers out there, patiently waiting, endlessly editing, and still explaining their “real job” to relatives. Happy World Photography Day!
Sri Lanka, with its diverse landscapes, rich history, and warm hospitality, has a way of captivating the soul. It is truly a traveller’s haven.
Sir Walter Scott’s birthday is on August 15th. Here is a classic poem of his to celebrate this poet of European Romanticism.
She was no longer haggard, neither gaunt. I said to myself that she looks younger than her actual age, and she is pretty.
Flash fictions written within the confines of exam halls.
The day after Mary Cheriyan’s funeral, her family, relatives, and friends congregated in the sombre atmosphere of her home’s drawing room.
