โMy mother has not stopped talking about it.โ โ This is how Meena Kandasamy begins her soaring poem of a novel titled โWhen I Hit You Or, a Portrait of the Writer as a Young Wifeโ. At around 250 pages, the partially-autobiographical narrative is written in the first person and along with being a chronicle…
Salik In creating a world of shared love, a veil of ignorance and distance have often created imaginative realities that have separated us by creating fears and misinformation about one another. A kid in some corner of the world grows up believing that, whites are white because they ran away before God finished making them,…
Beneath the modern metropolitan Delhi of today lie the remains of a royal Dehli which survived centuries. Rana Safvi, in her book, City of my Heart, digs up and translates some fragments of an era which could be attributed as magnanimous, more so, a golden period in the history of the Indian subcontinent. This book…
โIn the first minute following her death, Tequila Leilaโs consciousness began to ebb, slowly and steadily, like a tide receding from the shore.โ In May of this year, Turkish prosecutors launched an investigation into Elif Shafakโs novels, particularly The Gaze (1999) and Three Daughters of Eve (2016), for charges of obscenity and promoting child abuse.…
A season of death, a season of loss; our buds rest into coffins, our blossoms have the scent of scars. With a call for Namaz, there’s a greater call to visit graveyards. Decades of violence; an abode of learners, a valley blooming with the hues of knowledgeโ now cradles in the darkness of ignorance. From…