“The old gods were asleep, but they are waking up now.” A short and thrilling story of the gods long gone, and forgotten, waking up to the anarchy of today.
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Where Currents Meet
“The old gods were asleep, but they are waking up now.” A short and thrilling story of the gods long gone, and forgotten, waking up to the anarchy of today.
Read MoreThe roaring ’20s… full of exuberance and excellence. Everything was over the top, every emotion was over-felt, and every occasion was over-celebrated. It was filled with the oddest but sweetest summers, similar to an over-ripened peach fruit left outside for a while…
Read MoreA poem about the Jabberwocky, a metaphor for ‘fear’ from ‘Alice in Wonderland’, and the fearlessness it brings with being slain.
Read MoreThis month, we have a special edition of a spoken word piece by the author of ‘Urban Insanity’, Saheba Atal. You can check out her book at amazon.com
Read MoreDear Thrift Stores,
…thank you for that. For the magic, dust and rediscovering the art of loving a forgotten, damage and a pre-loved item.
….It seems as though the only solace the unflinching night can afford to provide are the stars.
Read More“All forty of you be alert. Maybe it is the last time I will be commanding you. You are required to guard the border…”
Read MoreMonth number seven has arrived and it’s time to get to know your “food days” a little more. This month has dishes that will definitely be on your list…
Read MoreA poem about humanity’s hope(less) nature.
Read More….. in this world of social media, I hope that romance, love, poetry, art, literature, friendships, adventure, connections and bonds are not lost.
Read MoreBy Krishna Advani Background Image: Google Images Dear Vincent van Gogh, I am not going to insult your pain by pretending to know what it is that you went through. All that torment and defeat must have caused more horrors for you than your pieces of art will ever reflect. But whatever empathy I do…
Read MoreI often wonder what people think when they say, “I’m waiting to fall in love” or “I think I’m finally in love”. The problem with us is that we don’t know the value of self love. Of self respect. It’s so uncommon to love yourself, that it’s a revolutionary accomplishment when you do so.
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