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May 23, 2019

The Magic In My Soul

The Mehfil invitation read, look no further, you will soon be transported to the lantern lit room in the little...

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May 17, 2019

Wood and Word

London is one of my favourite cities in the world. I seem to just blend in with the cosmopolitan vibe...

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May 14, 2019

Manipur’s Mighty Weaves

As I tie my Manipuri sarong over my waist, I was transported to the calm Loktak Lake where the ripples...

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May 10, 2019

The Wishful Waves On The Stormy Seas

Sea Shells are a reminder that nothing is permanent in the fury of the sea. The sea engulfs everything in...

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May 7, 2019

Designs of Undivided Bengal

As she walked into the train compartment, she saw the gaps in between the bogies. Mrinalini often wondered what would...

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May 2, 2019

The Entwined Twins Of Kota At The Weave Anthologies

The May summer has the brightest sun pouring into every nook and corner of my room. The leaves look parched...

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May 1, 2019

The Voice Of The Workforce

Today is World Workers Day. The Labour Force Union Movement was recognised. The 5 day work was given to them...

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April 29, 2019

The Defiant Devi

As I walk out into the burning scorching sun of the summer Calcutta home, I leave my trail of the...

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April 26, 2019

Rare In Rareism

It was a WhatsApp message from my friend Akshika and a missed call. After long I was excited, smiling and...

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April 24, 2019

उमस भरी दोपहरी में सुंदर, सादे, सूती बगरु की ठंडक !

राजस्थान की भूमि मुपानी ग़ल वास्तुकला और हिंदू राजपूत संवेदनाओं का एक संयोजन है।वहाँ की शुष्क एवम् बंजर ज़मीन में...

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April 24, 2019

The Bountiful Bagru Prints On A Summer Noon

Mughal architecture with a fusion of the Hindu Rajput sensibilities is what the land of Rajasthan is all about. In...

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April 22, 2019

Yearning’s Of A greedy heart

Love me like no other will. Behold me like no other will. In my madness give me my sanity. When...

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April 18, 2019

A Woman’s Voice In India

The campaigning and the constant whatsapp forwards for the upcoming 2019 Indian general elections, to constitute the 17th Lok Sabha...

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April 16, 2019

Blue Was My Reflection

The forbidden Apple is fraught with the bad reputation of defiance. It was the union of Adam and Eve. It...

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April 14, 2019

1426 In My Lunisolar Calendar

It’s that time of the year again. When the roots come barging into my being. I never knew how it...

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April 12, 2019

The Warriors Of Nagaland And Their Jewellery

As I once again take familiar steps into the known terrain of the North Eastern hills of India, I realise...

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April 10, 2019

Saris Folded With An Unheard Prayer

As I entered the dark dank space of my grandmother’s room, I opened the creaking window meshed and unmeshed with...

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April 8, 2019

Cross Stitch Crossed Over

Every time I visit home which still remains Delhi because as the adage goes - once a Delhi girl always...

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April 5, 2019

Amruta Dongray’s Abundance Of Amrud

I was navigating my path ahead with trepidation. I knew all along nothing about this relationship was okay. It was...

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April 3, 2019

The Sensual Sheen Of Velvet

It was one of those days when I recalled the lost nostalgia of Delhi’s Chandni Chowk lane at that twilight...

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April 1, 2019

Moments Of Epiphany

As I looked out of the window, the strong iron bars that went crisscross over the mesh stopped me from...

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March 27, 2019

Pug Marks on The Moist Kumaon Hills

The Himalayan Writing Retreat is nestled between mist smeared mountains and the elusive Himalayas. Mountains covered in snow with the...

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March 18, 2019

A Classic Called The Angarakha

When you feel vulnerable and think that you may lose your soul to this crazy thing called life. You protect...

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March 14, 2019

Desires Cut Into The Fabric Of Love

My love for good things began very early on. To the utter horror of my middle-class parents, they were worried...

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March 8, 2019

The Solitude Of Slut Shaming

  She could feel the first blood trickle down her legs. She was 11 years old and not even coherent...

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