• The Ghost of Sundarbani

    I enjoy time travelling. No it’s not as technical as it sounds. All you need to do is pick up a memory from the past and revisit it. The link to time-travel is usually around you, like some song, some jokes or maybe a face. For me, this time it was newspaper headline on current situation in J&K. My memory immediately transported me to my regiment, back to my first experience of this beautiful state. The year was 2003. I was only 8 months old in my regiment; “baby” of the unit as everyone would…

  • A Full Circle

    Ajay is in one of his passive-aggressive moods. He has been giving me the cold shoulder since morning and it’s frankly more inconvenient than upsetting given that mom and dad are visiting us for lunch today. It’s five years since our wedding and it’s not that we can’t hide a good fight from others. We are used to acting normal even if there is tension simmering between us. But whenever I fight with Ajay, I’ve this lingering sense of unrest that manifests as physical pain in my stomach. I hate it…

  • Rogue

    “I hoped I would, and here I am. I’m sure you were hoping I wouldn’t show.” Soma was angling for a dispute. Ruchira didn’t take the bait. Something wasn’t sitting pretty in Ruchira’s head in any case. She’d had too much whiskey the previous evening. The new lover left her with a sleepless night. She had scrolled through his string of messages afterward. Gazing long and hard at her naked body in the mirror, she reminisced. His every touch had aroused her. Suddenly, she heard a ping. It was his mo…

  • 1940s - The Disobedience

    Gunshots had replaced the chirpings of birds, the Morning Prayer at the mosque and the hawker’s voice was nowhere to be heard now. I was locked, locked because I wasn’t like the other girls. Born in a Kashmiri pandit family I was supposed to be shy, fair, mannered, obedient and perfect with a whole lot of imperfections trapped in my soul because I was a girl. But I was rebellious. Rebellious enough to love a … Never mind. We might talk about that later. It was the 1940s. The partition’s effect h…

  • Whirlpool

    There is a saying, “As you sow, so you reap.” Niru thinks this proverb has come true in her own life. Life has become unbearable for her after the death of her husband. She never thought that one day she would have to experience this. She overhears the conversation of her son and daughter-in-law that they are going to send her to the newly constructed old age home “Kiron” situated at Kharghuli. This is a bolt from the blue for Niru. Her own son whom she loves so much, how can he take such a hars…

  • Flare-up Like a Fire

    How far from the truth do you want to stay? Is it just the rules you wish to obey? Rules! And who made them? Some for her and some to condemn? She is soft, she is humble Yet, she is the fire and makes others fumble! Why her opinion is not considered? Is it her intelligence that makes you flitter? Oh! She is supposed to be calm Or does her aura gives you a storm? Well, she is the woman who shall lead With all the abuses she bleeds Her heart is made of love and power She is supreme in all re…

  • DISOBEDIENT GIRLS

    Archives: DISOBEDIENT GIRLS, The Story Project 8 Project Lead: Snigdha Basu ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Women's Evolution in Popular Fiction Speakers: Kanchana Banerjee, Richa S. Mukherjee, K. Hari Kumar Female Surveillance in Social Media Speakers: Kiran Manral, Pooja Priyamvada, Deepali Naair The Portrayal of Women as Vamps Across Pop Culture and Media Speakers: Sheila Kuma…

  • Congratulations Dad

    Neenu rolled up the Venetian blinds. Using the crank handle, she opened the upper sashes of both the windows in the living room. The air cascading in on the wings of the summer light glinted in from the slanting glass panes refreshed her face and neck. The clear blue sky laid out in front of her, and the puffy white clouds that were sailing by modulated her light-headedness. Standing at a distance, the colossal Table Mountain, toping a green world, would seem unearthly if a blue and red cable…

  • HONOURED CONTUMACY

    They call me disobedient for norms I defy, In cages; they desire my soul to die, But I must thru’ the bright clouds fly, And fly yet higher than the panoptic sky. I yearn to thrive and soar; but their words Force me captive as manacled birds. They’re bleak to me with tinselled swords, And I am sorry! I’m not their asset in hoards. I look down thru’ the road that’s dead, And plan each day the ways to tread, I hear the words that are still unsaid, Though sceptical for a while but ne’er afrai…

  • ‘Postcolonial Anxieties’ of the Nation State: Forced Migration in the Global South and its Upcoming Challenges

    Abstract Forced migration in the global south is a raging issue which is coupled with various other factors such as agricultural distress, climate change induced displacement, the rise in socio-political tensions. What complicates the entire field is the relation of migrants to the host communities where they are assigned with precarious jobs in the…


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