Language
Poetry / Writing

Language

Featured art by Gujjarappa Bg The coloniser’s oppression fractured The grasp on my mother tongue — a complete mess formulated; Languages spoken countless Learnt relearnt and traced to their birthing ground — trans-generational Words and syllabi exuding soft — honey dew-ish  Ambrosial nectar churning a web of comfort and homeliness Yet the coloniser’s language cuts my … Continue reading

If there were no words
Writing

If there were no words

Featured image by Noor Khan before we rustle out of our beds the rooster cuckoos the world awake light nimble feet, turn into stomping soldiers speedily   in the shush of a bright morning the milkman traverses through our ‘pada’ his cycle crunching through the unrepaired, gravel-y gullies the clanking spoon in my mug as … Continue reading

PCOD
Poetry / Writing

PCOD

 Featured art by Egle Plytnikaitemy body is a bleeding boatthere’s firecrackers and soft stones bursting out of my womb and onto the footpath;the cracking noise was my ribs,in case you were wondering. my body is a bleeding boatit swells and the limbs spread like they were crucified with gold nails,i am not allowed to condemn my conveniences … Continue reading

Gaze
Writing

Gaze

The Cinema Edition || This time, we attach wings to him. It’s Amrita’s idea. Once in a while, she hits upon something actually good. Dev looks wonderful like this, spreadeagled on the divan with one wing crumpled under his back and the other brushing the wall, wearing his oversized t-shirt and nothing underneath except the thigh highs. Continue reading