By Shivani Chunekar
“There is nothing more comforting than realizing, time and again, that we all ask the same questions.” Read about the familiarity of darkness and the habitual stillness of life in a pandemic.
Read MoreWhere Currents Meet
By Shivani Chunekar
“There is nothing more comforting than realizing, time and again, that we all ask the same questions.” Read about the familiarity of darkness and the habitual stillness of life in a pandemic.
Read MoreBy Ekasmayi Naresh
Life has certainly taken a spin, and these groundbreaking turn of events have been expressed in this poem, as nature re-enters the limelight.
Read MoreA sequence of seeming nothingnesses lasting seemingly short. An illusory irony: And I sit there, watching the sky invert colours from a clear, pastel blue to a splotchy pink, like it’s reversed itself—inside out. And I know what that sky looks like because whenever this happens, I look at it. And I look at it…
Read MoreMore than being ethical, I’d like to think of honesty as a brilliant means of catharsis. To rid oneself of living with a lie single-handedly beats the guilt staring you in the face. I guarantee you that. I guarantee you the catharsis.
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