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"हज़ार बर्क़ गिरे लाख आँधियाँ उट्ठें वो फूल खिल के रहेंगे जो खिलने वाले हैं" The radio recites Sahir ludhiyanvi as a couple of ladies work with deft fingers dancing rhythmically on hundreds of fl...
Read moreWhat’s in the name? one might ask, just as Shakespeare did centuries ago!We say a name is the most personal thing attached with humans, pets, homes, books, even a dress! We name things when we get...
Read moreIn Her Shoes with Prapti Elizabeth
Two happy dogs welcome her with wagging tails as she walks into our home on a pre lockdown Saturday morning. Prapti screeches with laughter as she jumps around in what seems like a scared-of-pets ...
Read moreIn Conversation with Priya Malik
Chapter 01 "Art has no gender And neither do artists" Says Priya Malik in her recent poem. A true influencer who is art personified from the way she speaks to the way she carries herself around.H...
Read moreThe old town of Saharanpur wakes up to an early morning ajaan. Birds chirp noisily as the city shakes away its slumber with rattles of tea kettles and thud of hawkers throwing bundled newspapers i...
Read moreMusic is the food of soul"- Anonymous.Well said!! But also food for thought!If we begin to think how much time we spend listening to music, one would be surprised. As per various studies an averag...
Read more"Ouch! It hurts Ma!" I made a face as Ma tugged at my plait fixing the end with a rubber band. "Ouch! It hurts Ma!" mimicked Golu as he ran pulling a few strands out of my ponytail. Suppressing a ...
Read moreMohammed Ehsaan is the fourth generation of pattra karigars in his family. His great grandfather was known to have made jewels for the rani of Punjab exclusively. He has watched his childhood tur...
Read moreThe sentiment called India hit me only after having spent 3 years in America.The feeling of somewhat known consequence in both positive and otherwise state. The people more casual, a little happie...
Read moreI am a Shred of Fabric Turned into Makutu
Surekha, Parveen, Haleema, Hasan & Aalam’s eyes are intensely focused on their latest tasks. Surekha is twisting the fabric into neat little roses. Haleema is stringing the beads into the silk...
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