A Wretched City Of Dreams
byThe city of dreams glitters like gold; but it sucks in the filth & brews evil. Eka Love Ya’s caustic poem.
The city of dreams glitters like gold; but it sucks in the filth & brews evil. Eka Love Ya’s caustic poem.
Hassan Amini’s film, woven with intricate details about the Shah of Iran’s party, is absorbing and compelling.
With the de-hyphenation of relations between Israel & Palestine, can India take the role of an honest mediator of peace?
The anti-trafficking bill, passed in the lower house, is invested in the model of rehabilitation through incarceration.
India’s public libraries were built by well-meaning men. These individuals have since been forgotten.
Socrates’ decides to have a Skype call to learn more about the Rafale deal. These are the minutes of the meeting.
An allegorical verse, pregnant with melancholic meaning, depicting a decrepit cosmos about to crumble & rejuvenate.
Over the course of history, the word Mleccha has continued to retain an element of racism & condescension.
Sharing your genetic data could be a dangerous mistake; genetic privacy can be acquired & misused for generations.
We live in hazardous times. Air pollution is choking us, one breath at a time. The only option is to tackle it head-on.
The North-South strategic corridor will increase the volume of trade & recapture the magic of the bygone centuries
There’s a steep rise in the number & percentage of MLAs with serious criminal cases such as murder, rape & kidnap.
Sreedhar Vinnakota’s poem takes us on a rollercoaster ride through the land of million mutinies and touches a raw nerve.
When people are not able to access the healthcare they need, for reasons of cost, their human rights are denied.
As the elections dawn on India, its rumbunctious democracy works its charm.