Shadow
The gray flows into the blue,
The water rises to meet the sky,
The orchestra of sounds crashing into me,
The ship in pieces.
The waterlogged wood splitting,
The rain, washing everything away.
There’s a lady crying,
Holding her dead son’s body.
A hungry puppy looking for it’s mother.
A bullet has been shot somewhere,
we just heard it.
There’s no light left.
And yet, I stand [...]
Posts Tagged ‘ex nihilo’
Poetry: Divyangana Rakesh
Posted in Poetry, tagged ex nihilo, Poetry on July 16, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Photo Feature: Pujarini Sen
Posted in Photo Feature, tagged ex nihilo, Photography, Sikkim on July 16, 2008 | 20 Comments »
Sikkim
Sikkim 5 by Pujarini Sen
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Pujarini Sen is a second-year student of English Honours at Jadavpur University, Calcutta.
Poetry: Sayak Roy Chowdhury
Posted in Poetry, tagged ex nihilo, Poetry on July 15, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Sounds of Silence
When you stop talking
The crickets fill up the silence.
The ticking clock,
Water, dripping in an empty bucket
The barking dogs in some faraway lane
A shouting child,
A quarreling couple
Gossiping televisions
Suddenly throng my nerves.
They just don’t shut up like you.
They simply don’t give up.
And that ceaseless noise from inside…
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Elders
They talk about people
They talk about home.
They argue on [...]
Slavery: A Shark’s Perspective
Posted in Special Feature, tagged article, ex nihilo, Marcus Rediker on July 15, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Marcus Rediker
September 2007
This year and the next mark an important historical anniversary: Two centuries ago, both the United States and Great Britain abolished the African slave trade.
By the time they did, the trade had carried 9 million Africans to New World plantations, where they would live under the lash and produce the largest planned accumulation [...]
Short Fiction: Sohini Pal
Posted in Short Fiction, tagged ex nihilo, short story on July 15, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Afternoon.
The afternoon rain always bothered her.
She loved the sudden kaalboishakhis of the evening, which brought with them the smell of fresh grass, wet winds and jasmine. But the light monotonous drizzle on damp June afternoons made her uncomfortable. Restless.
She flitted from room to room in the tiny two-bedroom apartment that she called her home. [...]
Poetry: Omair Anwar
Posted in Poetry, tagged ex nihilo, Poetry on July 15, 2008 | 5 Comments »
I am, I feel
Hypnotize me.
Too much pain, too little respite
Cage me.
Too much vice, too little of virtue
Bind me.
Too many mistakes, just too many
I recede.
In cold dungeons of pain
I run.
Through forests of falsehood
Ere all that ends, ere all that begins
Like an endless circle
I am, I feel
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And Death sang me a lullaby
Come to me or I shall [...]
Short Fiction: Abhijan Barua
Posted in Short Fiction, tagged ex nihilo, short story on July 15, 2008 | 4 Comments »
The Drive
‘Speed it up there,’ said Zhievo impatiently, ‘Go on, step on it!’
‘I will man, keep your knickers on,’ Marco retorted back. It was the one solitary word which made them catch each other’s eye and then completely lose it as they burst out laughing at their own fun like little kids. They must have [...]
Art Feature: Shriparna Sarkar
Posted in Art Feature, tagged Art Feature, ex nihilo on July 15, 2008 | 17 Comments »
Of Hearts and their absense
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Shriparna Sarkar is a student of Class Twelve at the G. D. Birla Centre for Education, Calcutta. For this Art Feature she has used a mixture of hand-drawn and Adobe Photoshop images. She also thinks she stinks at drawing things and writing introductory lines for herself.
Poetry: Tania Dey
Posted in Poetry, tagged ex nihilo, Poetry on June 15, 2008 | 5 Comments »
Before rainclouds
I have seen you once..
Just before the rainclouds came..
and then I have walked through several oceans..
and to see you again would mean death to a lot of things..
fluorescent frills of water around my waist engulf me now..
as I have often dreamt..
of losing out to you..
and I can see your boat from afar..
pale white sails [...]
Short Fiction: Omair Anwar
Posted in Short Fiction, tagged ex nihilo, short story on June 15, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Gaunt
I could only make out the silhouette of a person in the punctured darkness of the alleyway. I was drunk tonight. I groped for the bottle next to me. The bottle fell down and all the liquor got drained in the sewer close by. I cursed. This was the only bottle I had for tonight. [...]
