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Bitter Orange by the Lebanese writer Basma ElKhatib

We follow the swing that the narrator took in “Bitter Orange” by the Lebanese writer Basma ElKhatib (Dar Al-Adab) as a deceptive, rotating place from which she appears to tell, between a backward jolt that overlooks a past in which the most painful thing is, and the most beautiful thing in it is almost absent, and a forward jolt

LEARNING LIVING ARTS

In spite of great advances into the material world, men have not learnt the essential arts of living If we compare a growing plant and a growing child, we will understand what the difference between men and nature is. A plant when grows up, gathers a lot in its stem, and from here, it forms the grain, which is not meant for its own

FAMILY: A LOST GAME IN THE ABSENCE OF A PROLIFIC VISION

Family is the ruling unit of the society. In the family, man and woman are often seen fighting. They do not find compatibility and sometimes think of killing the other partner, or even getting rid of him or her POINTS TO PONDER A partner who does not agree is better than a neighbour who agrees with you. For, that amounts to

5 books on Partition highlight hope amidst conflict and the human cost of Independence

These five works of fiction by women authors are set against the backdrop of the Independence and Partition of India, and inspire us with their strong, resilient characters who survive turbulent times. By Chanda Bisht The month of August always brings up mixed memories for those in the Subcontinent. While India celebrates its 78th

Dress for Wednesday – Short Story from Uzbekistan

The love story of a lonely juice-seller woman of a small remote town The woman combed her hair, sprayed violet-scented perfume on her neck, put on a yellow flowered dress and went to the railway station. When spring comes the hill turns green, and the tree next to the house blossoms. The clouds floating in the clear sky and the