Category: Art

  • Idlis in the Time of Corona

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    IT can never take our freedoms… to eat idlis and punukulu anytime we wish to, anywhere we damn well want to. Just wear a mask, pick wide open spaces, try being the first one there, interact with masked individuals for short periods, maintain that distance, sanitize before and after, and bam, you’ll have the best… Read More

    4–5 minutes
  • Ten Minutes to Class

    Usual Monday morning / A boring 8 AM class / Ten minutes for travel… Read More

    1–2 minutes
  • Meditations sponsored by IKEA

    After performing the sadness drill for a solid 10 minutes, I dusted myself off and decided to build the table even if it meant that the desk would open downwards. I would just have to learn to live with it, of course. Read More

    4–6 minutes
  • Next Life, I Want to Be a Stone

    Currently, I have been avoiding three people who tried to reach out to me, my WhatsApp is filled with unopened messages and a letter sent by a close friend has been lying unopened on my desk for over a week. I am almost always disinterested, tired or exhausted and all I want to do is… Read More

    4–6 minutes
  • “UPSC”

    Constant glares asking my ire if it belongs here / contemplating concepts of acceptance & smiles / that makes you wonder… Read More

    1–2 minutes
  • Letter to the Editor #1

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    Somebody should write a manual on how to sit comfortably. It really bothers me that I can’t sit at a table for longer than five minutes without getting jittery. Read More

    1–2 minutes
  • Revival

    From the wintry grey to the orange hue / From the parched brown to the lush green / From the withered beige… Read More

    1–2 minutes
  • Palestine Vibgyor | A. Narayan

    Beige. Torn tapestry and faded paint;Air smelling of dead rats and drying laundry.Grey. Clouds looming over the dark ocean;People tinted with horror, else void.Red. Blood that splattered the mosque walls;Burnt Qurans and exploded bodies.White. Hospital roof with creaking fans;Sirens echoing in the distance.Green. The coffin that carried my brother;With a hundred other upon the Earth’s Read More

    1–2 minutes
  • I Have My Mother’s Eyes | Akshaya Panicker

    When I first sawmy mother’s passport size photoI laughedShe looked elegantwith that jet black hair and golden wheat skinYet like a terrified animal in eyes Her eyes unsymmetricCrooked if one may want to sayIt was as if she triedKeeping them openbut one betrayed her at the flash of lighta blink of betrayal Yet, they were Read More

    2–3 minutes
  • Three Seconds | Akshaya Panicker

    Woke up startledone another dayThe sound of something crashingright in to my headBomb blast ? Explosion ?Cannot ascertain. Beats thumping so loudI could hear my heartin my ear.Fear creeped right in to vesselParalysed.Couldn’t open the eyes for light.All this in a second. Next second figured outIt was another helicopter flyingway below than it should.Normally.May be Read More

    1–2 minutes