March 2016

Diaspora, Critical Theories, and Death of Language: Ahmed Shams’ analysis

Avik Gangopadhyay has both critical and creative writings to his credit published in esteemed journals and leading newspapers. A post-Graduate

The Mask & Other Poems : Nand Kishore Acharya

The Flute: The Peacock’s Feather ‘Hope you do not mind If I refuse to be Your flute any longer Not

POEMS OF SHYAMAL SINGHA: Nilabja Chakrabarti Transcreates

Shyamal Singha was born in 1949. Died in 2003. Very strange. Born on Children’s Day (14th November) and expired on

‘Television Of The Rotten Soul’ Poems of Falguni Ray: review by Aaron Murdoch

“When blue darkness of midnight comes down on, the stars of your own iris, no, I won’t make you naked

Revisiting Ritwik Kumar: Parthapratim Ghosh

“I & my Pen are same”. This line used to be synonymous with Ritwik Kumar Ghatak during his life time.

It is a Habit & Other Poems: Laltu

It is a Habit No different from other days The struggle for tea in the morning The morning misery in

The Rain and Other Poems: Shankha Ghosh

Shankha Ghosh (born 6 February 1932) is a Bengali poet and critic, born in Chandpur of present day Bangladesh. He

Shanti Rides a Green Horse: Atindriyo Chakraborty

Presented here are some tales and some verses by Bhusukupa, mystic, poet, who lived in the eastern parts of the

Ahalya of the rock & Other poems: KGS Pillai

Ahalya of the rock Leader of the mission to protect the hermits stood on a jungle rock watching the forest

Twin Peaks – David Lynch’s Unfinished Masterpiece: Riddhiman Basu

David Lynch as a filmmaker is acclaimed for his surrealist and often mind-bending cinema. The most celebrated among them are

Humans Without Borders: Atindriyo Chakraborty

The Bir Hors are a nomadic and traditionally hunting gathering tribe who number below 10,000 on this date, as per

CHANGING FACES OF WOMEN IN BENGALI CINEMA: Sanchari Ghosh

The representation of women and its evolution with time, has played a significant role in Bengali celluloid. During the 1960s

‘Chera Cambiser Bag’: Review by Anirban Bhattacharya

…and the silence rolled up to a clandestine College Street junction, Subhas-da (Subhas Mukhopadhyay) cracked the silence with a soliloquy

Firdaus: Mukta Singh Zocchi

Grass grows, birds hop around and fly again, waves smash their heads on the shore, then dissipate. I have my sponges.

Parabash-A Story of Migration: Chakori Mitra

Parabash, written in 1975, was a story about a forfeited man who came all the way from a remote place

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