Who decides?

Newcomers we were to this survival game, to this locale, to this one-room setting, to this downslide, to this helplessness. We were new at sawi...

Speak English, Drink Rum: Women at the workplace

Vinta Nanda recalls the times when she was a smoker, enjoyed drinking rum and coke every other evening and also spoke fluent E...

The Master: Soumitra Chatterjee on Satyajit Ray

Even under the uncertainty facing the world at large, following the outbreak of Covid-19, a valiant bid is on in Kolkata to celebrate the cente...

The art of Rishi Kapoor

Reema Moudgil takes you on a trip through Rishi Kapoors body of work and his many reinventions as an actor who scaled Bollywoo...

Kashmir Valley’s Rafeeqa Khatoon

I had no choice but to walk on. But the weight of the apple stuffed bag was getting on my nerves, writes Humra Quraishi&n...

Shahryar and those sharks

 “As I stood there, I could see Shahryar walking around. And even as I kept calling out to him, he didn’t respond. Perhaps, di...

Why not a full-fledged one!

With my father it was different, as blood bonding had taken care of that  connectivity with all those murmurs and mutters he’d come ...

THAT SHAWL

A short story by – Humra Quraishi,

As I was assembling the suitcases, Shams Shah breezed in. Dumped ...

Conversations with Aditiya Singh’s Canvas’

“I don’t paint music, I paint noise, I don’t paint for aesthetic appeal, I paint to reveal my reality”, said Aditiya to me when I asked him to tell ...