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‘Mrs.’ Breaks Free Of Everyday Patriarchy

A Hindi remake of a Malayalam sleeper hit, ‘Mrs.’ successfully showcases deep-rooted, everyday patriarchy without fanfare By Shalini Kathuria Narang Mrs. is a remake that lands To say that the recently released Hindi film Mrs. headlined by Sanya Malhotra has stirred a chord would be an understatement. Going by the endless

Short Story: The Curious Frogs

Two little frogs began to dream of a world much bigger than they had ever imagined. Just like many humans who dared to step outside their comfort zones, they were beginning to realize that the truth was out there, waiting to be discovered. A piece of fiction based on some true events related to the frogs and a Field Water Engineer By

Acacia Flowers – A Poem from Korea

Unraveled stories, Strand by strand, Braiding their ribboned hair… Mr. Oh Young-ho, a poet from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, shares a poem Oh Young-ho, a poet from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, made his literary debut in 1986 through Sijo Literature. He has received the Korean Sijo Criticism Literature Award and the

Short Story: Letters across the Stars

Story of a young man from the land of River Sindhu, who always dreamt of receiving letters from the distant lands A story based on some true events By Abdullah Usman Morai In the quiet town of Moro, nestled along the banks of the River Indus in the Sindh province of Pakistan, lived a young man named Ayaan. With a curious mind and a

Short Story: Engineers Trapped in Tunnel

The heavy steel door slammed shut with a chilling echo. In the heart of a remote tunnel, David and Aisha froze. The faint sound of dripping water punctuated the eerie silence, but the real horror crept in when David twisted the handle. It didn’t budge. “We’re locked in,” he murmured, his voice tight with