Jaltarang
I collect all my drippings In little wooden bowls of poetry Tears, sweat, ideas Hopes, musings,…
I collect all my drippings In little wooden bowls of poetry Tears, sweat, ideas Hopes, musings,…
The pines are flying into wooden desires. Some birds like hand-written letters, do not arrive. Long…
(After a Kabir Sumon song) Get your lover to take you away, fly oh fly Get…
Such a long, long walk Through sizzling raindrops on burning tar Such a short distance to…
the light to see brides in the light to take flights in the light by which…
Have you visited the market of words? The words of the advertiser – full of lure,…
One there, one here, dreams mixed-up, dreams enjoined; Dreams, two of the same kind, like two-in-one,…
शौक की ही तो बात है. वरना कोई सोने के पालनों में पला बच्चा आखिर किसलिए…
Jit Chowdhury’s comic strip takes a tiny dig at the brilliance of Mamata Banerjee, the artist,…
“We are selling a product. We need someone who can rebrand American foreign policy, rebrand diplomacy.” –…