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Gardens of Love

Gardens of Love

By Meera Godbole-Krishnamurthy

Click here to buy Gardens of Love They had not met in weeks, months, though here, now, it felt like years. It was perhaps a lifetime ago that they had made an appointment to meet at the Lodhi Gardens on this not especially distinct Friday evening. Neither expected the other to show up. He walked into the parking lot at 5:30 pm. He was particular about time – he [...]

Naishapur and Babylon

Naishapur and Babylon

By Keki N. Daruwalla

Click here to buy Naishapur and Babylon Reverberations I am not sure what reverberates across continents or those hairline borders pocked with dugouts where we string barbed wire and put up sentry posts. I know earthquakes vibrate and reverberate and how(!), across line and street and I know how tramlines warp and walls bend at the ankle. If you [...]

The Guru Who Came Down from the Mountain

The Guru Who Came Down from the Mountain

By Roshen Dalal

Click here to buy The Guru Who Came Down from the Mountain I reached his room and stood in the doorway watching him.He was lying in bed, his face exhausted, thin and pale. I had a brief recollection of how I had seen him last,he wasn’t tall as I am, but his yearsof yoga exercises had made him lithe and strong. What a transformation had [...]

New Delhi Love Songs

New Delhi Love Songs

By Michael Creighton

Click here to buy New Delhi Love Songs New Delhi Love Song Smog and dust mix with the air in New Delhi. I buy jasmine for her hair in New Delhi. People come from everywhere to this city; all are welcomed with a stare in New Delhi. The finest things in life don’t come without danger— eat the street food, if you dare, in [...]

Dancing with the Nation

Dancing with the Nation

By Ruth Vanita

The foot fetish’s most famous appearance is perhaps in Pakeezah (1971), which begins with the hero falling in love with the tawaif’s feet and concludes with her wounding those feet by dancing on glass, symbolic of ending her dance career to marry him. However, the fetish does not originate with Pakeezah, as some commentators wrongly state. A man sighting a woman’s feet on a train occurs earlier, in Kalpana (1960), when Amar, on [...]

Don’t Run, My Love

Don’t Run, My Love

By Easterine Kire

Click here to buy Don’t Run, My Love They had been away for five days this harvest time. A musty smell lingered in the air, and though the house was dark, Atuonuo knew her way about well. She deftly felt for and found the matchbox, lit the kerosene lamp, and lighted up the kitchen. It was quite cold inside. ‘I’ll get a fire going,’ she said and began [...]

Woman to Woman

Woman to Woman

By Madhulika Liddle

Click here to buy Woman to Woman From ‘Poppies in the Snow’ An old man once told me that the stream from which we draw water comes from high up in the mountains, behind the deodars. Above the tree line. From the snows. 'If you climb up, Iqbal,' he had said, squinting up at the distant peaks, 'you will see it. You will see snow melt into water. The purest [...]

Season of Crimson Blossoms

Season of Crimson Blossoms

By Abubakar Adam Ibrahim

Click here to buy Season of Crimson Blossoms A hyena cannot smell its own stench After growing wings through indiscretion, Hajiya Binta, contrary to her expectation, did not transform into an eagle, but an owl that thrived in the darkness in which she and Reza communed. Yet, during the day, she was caged by her fears, wrapped in the [...]

The Assassinations

The Assassinations

By Vikram Kapur

Click here to buy The Assassinations The evening sky had deadened to the colour of cigarette ash by the time Jaswant left his office. On his way home, he passed cars and buses on fire, burnt shells of shops and houses billowing smoke, dead bodies of Sikhs cremated alive, bands of goondas brandishing machetes and crowbars...It was as if Partition had descended [...]

Available Light

Available Light

By C.P. Surendran

Click here to buy Available Light Hadal The waves white with what they witnessed Below return, bowing and scraping Along the shadows they throw On shore; back, Back to the silence thick as massed glass, To first fish, time cutting teeth in the dark; Ossified bones, hermaphrodite flesh, marine snow. The cold is without thought. Things [...]

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