The Magazine

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Dekhna Hain, Dekhte Hain

  dekhna hain, dekhte hain: a ghazal the season to play with colours is...

NRI vs NRI

I really wanted to write a contrarian column this month, upending the critical...

A Spoonful of Lunacy

A figure—a luminous figure that was—moved through a swirling haze of blue steam...

Sarojini and the Sambrani

  They say it looks like glass, shining, translucent. Even cuts like glass...

Rajkumar

Once upon a time there was a rajkumar. Rajkumar? You mean a prince? Not a king...

The Strange Ailments of Solitary Dreamers

  “It’s me, me, the cursed one, I am guilty!” —Fyodor Dostoevsky, The...

किलेरिनेट

  वो दोनों बग़ल की बिल्डिंग में थे। फि़रोज़ सुबह सुबह अपनी...

The Meeting

She steps out of the black-and-yellow taxicab and looks around. Not because of...

And the Final Frontier is Heaven

  “I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.” —Ernest Dowson I...