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
Syllabus 101 includes a new set of recommendations which consists of literature, poetry and other articles. These works contain multitudes about the human condition and their essence glows with a need for more empathy in our ever-changing world. Wonder by R.J Palacio If They Should Come for Us By Fatimah Asghar (poetry) God of small … Continue reading
An Edition of ‘Ease’ Dear Room, Today is probably the last time I meet you, before someone else who doesn’t know of your silences, tears you down. However heartbreaking it sounds but right now when I look at you, I feel you; you are living and I also know of your dying breaths. That day … Continue reading
An Edition of ‘Ease’ it would be wrong to not call this a stream of consciousness because this is exactly what it was, and it was written in one day, when i felt everything. all at once. it was wonderful. i would consider this holding onto that feeling. By Tanvi Singh Tanvi Singh is a … Continue reading
An Edition of ‘Ease’ An exploration of one of the simplest things that brings me ease – sunlight. An inventory of sacred moments I’ve found myself caught up in a sun ray. An attempt to reflect upon how I felt in each of these frozen instants. By Tanvi Sawant Tanvi is a nineteen year old … Continue reading
An Edition of ‘Ease’ Ayush describes this series as having “no preconception of what is to be shot, but both Shreya Menon and I were ready to go out fail and learn something. After shooting outside and getting tired we decided to go in a restaurant and eat something. We found this restaurant where there … Continue reading
Volumes and vessels. Recesses and rooms. Shallows and shadows. Mosques and minarets. Cathedrals and chambers. You’re an echo without an origin. You’re the volume of a vacant vessel. You’re the magnificence of monuments, you’re a broadway show amidst yellow city lights and a silent history amidst ruined sculptures and incomprehensible scriptures. You’re the blood on … Continue reading
