I first saw the fireflies when I was a girl, on a hot summer night. “What are those?” I asked my mum. “Fireflies!” she whispered….
She called me to the cafe next to my office. In the six months I’d returned from England, I hadn’t seen her at a single…
is it when eyes droop red and lactic acid does bleed
in your veins no blood is left that you be a beast?
On walls I paste, whose colors decline,
‘Wanted’ posters for those lost times!
I keep your belongings,
Our belongings; safe;
For the day we will reconcile
And thus it was that the Earth made light
Shine where it had been forever dark.
Every month, The Bangalore Review recommends a reading list, also mentioning in brief why each book must be read.
Every month, The Reading Room showcases a short story, or excerpts of a book, from some of the greatest writers the world has ever seen.
… in a warm July you lay Christened and smiling … While I, a guest in your green court, At a West window sat and…
In the first of a two-part series, Lakshmi Gopal gives us a view of the future of philosophy through her experience of the World Congress of Philosophy 2013, held in Athens.
Arul Gaspar elucidates on Maya Angelou and her writing
Mohit Parikh throws light on the works of Vijaydan Detha, also known as the Shakespeare of Rajasthan.
Manjiri Indurkar reflects upon her reading of Adil Jussawala’s latest collection, The Right Kind of Dog
From the street below, one could never tell that the first floor of #7 Mullick Road was a tenement. This was so because of the…