Tilgo got up and went to the hearth where the cat was fast asleep on the little heap of ash. He picked it up, held
Inside the Temple, everyone was welcomed regardless of their caste or background, which shows the sign of unity and equality. As we entered the temple
When Hindus die, the chief pallbearer circles the body seven times before setting it on fire. This is a secularization of that process of mourning
West Bengal clearly outdoes itself during their feast of Durga Puja. There are many exquisite pandals for the communal congregation, housing the regal goddess. During
Being born and brought up in Delhi NCR, Dussehra to me always meant the last day of Ramlila which ends with great fanfare and festivity
Once the pandals open, throngs of people flock to see them. The grandeur and creativity never fails to leave us in awe. However, it is
Before Durga puja arrives, my family and I go for a stroll in the supermarket to buy new clothes. However, the crowds in the supermarket
Three poems by Sarojini Naidu from 'The Golden Threshold' published in 1905. Naidu is one of the first major female poets in Indian-English literature.
Their father could not afford to give a facelift to the house. Moreover, he could not muster enough enthusiasm to even attempt it. He must
I try not to think/Of the setting sun by the Mediterranean/And the New York Times bestseller/On my chest/ like a baby clinging to her mother’s
Menoka-di started working from the beginning of next month. I was very curious to know what ‘a poor grief-stricken wife, abandoned by her husband’ looked
I Try to hide behind the dark curtains of indifference/But can’t avoid the loving caress of the dying sun’s rays...
The depiction of an “Instagram-able” life, which apparently seems absolutely perfect is NOT the reality. But young consumers are driven by their lack of awareness
Rameswar felt as if Dutta had slapped him. He was not ready for this betrayal. He felt his uniform ready to slip away from his
My grandmother has a box/Filled with dolls/Dirty, broken dolls/That were once whole/Friends for my mother/My mother was once a little girl
I stared at the message. What did she mean by that? Didn’t she recognize me? We had met just a fortnight ago and my WhatsApp
