Song Of A Woman Who Used To Know Me

By: Oshee Johri. I sit here, glancing at the recorder. It plays what she used to hum, Woman In Front Of A Mirror'. Painting by M...

The First Step

By: Oshee Johri. She eyed the candy, Sitting on the floor. The cold further urged, Her legs to straighten and move. The first ...

A Message From An Inner 'Soul'

By: Nadeem Ahmed . To be honest to the world, I do not know whether I love the world. All I love is the 'world' within me... ...

My Nation

By: Munish Keswani. You want to know more about my nation? It's a nation where from Kashmir to Kanyakumari, Terror in diversit...

We Are Democracy

By: Nadeem Ahmed. Democracy in Action by Josh Jensen Our voices are heard, perchance less echoed. Our views are perceived, alas,...

A Man I Knew Not - Eulogy For Dr. MV Kamath

By: Shariq Khan Photo: knowyourstar I can understand not, why their eyes are teary or why their heads in disbelief nod. Ha...

A postcard from war

I write in stern belief, My well being is your relief. I write hoping in my heart, Life on you has not been hard. I can send no photos...