Sunday Poem: The Red Bindi On The Hotel Mirror
Desolate nights, the empty mind Staring into the shiny mirror She stuck her red bindi To wash off her Remaining...
Read moreDetailsDesolate nights, the empty mind Staring into the shiny mirror She stuck her red bindi To wash off her Remaining...
Read moreDetailsMy crescent-shaped lover Appeared breath-taking Playing hide and seek With my senses and my mind The date was promising. Following...
Read moreDetailsWhen the Mehendi grew dark In the wee hours of the morning She woke up to the smell of it...
Read moreDetailsIf only the night was morning And the morning was night Would silence exchange Its exasperating breath With the constant...
Read moreDetailsGlowworms flash In the remote spider webs Gathering an unknown emotion Waiting to be acknowledged. Quivering across the lanes They...
Read moreDetailsErnest Hemingway, while sending his manuscript of ‘The Old Man and the Sea’ to his Editor Wallace Meyer, wrote a...
Read moreDetailsA whiff of monsoon, greenery everywhere, the aroma of wet mud in Odisha and the womenfolk here are eager to...
Read moreDetailsThe second wave of COVID-19 pandemic is creating waves of despair all over India. Amid ripples of gloom in Odisha...
Read moreDetailsOften considered as a ‘Victorian realist’, Thomas Hardy is one of the most influential writers of the Victorian Age. Hardy...
Read moreDetailsBorn on May 13, 1916, prolific writer Sachidananda Rautray, popularly known as Sachi Rautray, came to the limelight mostly after...
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