End is silence, at least for whom it is the end. Those left behind may talk of loss, parting, or closures. What follows usually is grief or relief, and prayers.…
This call is an extension of our previous edition, published on the theme of ‘Silence’. For our new issue, we are accepting submissions that fit into the following categories: ‘Narrative’…
नवी हाक: मौन : ०.२ साहित्य/कलाकृती मागविण्यासाठीची ही हाक, या आधी प्रकाशित, ‘मौन’ या विषयाला वाहिलेल्या अंकाचा विस्तार आहे. नव्या अंकासाठी, नियतकालिकातील ‘कथन’ आणि ‘दृश्यांगण’ या विभागात समाविष्ट होतील अशा…
Introduction The research article focuses on one of the foremost writers in Hindi literature: Sachchidanand Hirananda Vatsyayan (1911-87) better known by his nom de plume of Agyeya – meaning unknowable. …
In a realm where critical theory intersects with aesthetic practice, Dheeraj Jadhav offers a peculiar lens through which one explores the complex interweaving of colonial and decolonial histories through sensory…
Introduction This paper studies the impact of the trauma and traumatic silences caused by the armed conflict in Nagaland, particularly during the 1950s. It argues that – a) for the…
During the 1960s and 1970s, little magazines in the West played a crucial role in the countercultural movement, providing a platform for radical political views, artistic experimentation, and alternative lifestyles.…
“Translation is the wandering existence of a text in a perpetual exile.” (qtd. in Devy 182) The above quote from Hans J. Miller alludes to the Biblical myth of Satan’s…
निळ्या मृत्यूने मला भानावर आणले नी हलके हलके गात्रं पुन्हा प्राणात उतरली… कवितेच्या ओळी कागदावर उमटल्या. एका अनामिक जाणीवेनं भारल्यासारखं झालेलं. काहीसं अस्वस्थ पण आत कुठेतरी शांत. कवितेचे शब्द जाणिवेच्या…
Nobody saw Chalapati Rao so angry and restless before. He was generally known to sport a perpetual smile on his face. At times his smile was like that of an…
Part 1: Halla[1] “Dadu, why do you call me Halla gadi[2]? Was I really such a noisy kid? No one else calls me that… Oh, okay, I wasn’t irritating, I…
[Outro] I took a heavenly ride through our silence I knew the waiting had begun And headed straight… into the shining sun She has come down now to leaving herself…