By Vijay Gandhi Just after cross-checking the confirmed train tickets with the chart available at the platform, I was quite happy that finally within few hours I would be at His Majesty’s (Sai Baba’s) place, Shirdi. This was the second time that I was ...Read More

By NaSa The other day I got to know that a young lad who lived in my neighbourhood had committed suicide. It wasn’t the first time I was hearing about a suicide. Of course, we hear and read about suicides and their increasing rates ...Read More

              By NaSa Tight lips talk. They speak, they say. They say they can’t say, what the heart wants to convey. They say they can’t pique ire, They can’t play havoc. They say they can’t let loose, what ...Read More

By Procheta Banerji Chatterjee There is something about unmaintained things. They have an inexplicable charm that pulls you towards them despite the not-so-attractive surface. Take old buildings, for example. It transports one to times when outer polish did not matter, when things had a ...Read More

By NaSa I, Watched Shivay, Today. And the movie makes as much sense as my poetry. Why I watched it? Because being a movie buff I had to. It had been long since I watched a movie at a theater. Generally speaking, currently the ...Read More