Now mirrors reflect only our face
Not our mind
Nor our soul, nor our dreams,
Didn’t you hear its screams?
Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, a renowned poet and writer from Chandigarh, India, shares his mystic poetry
Dr. Jernail S. Anand is a Chandigarh-based socialist campaigner, an ideologue who heads the International
Buffeted by three colleges which provide the street with ample clientele, Sindhi Colony is the ultimate paradise for food lovers.
IN the early-to-mid ‘90s, we used to visit Sindhi Colony, primarily for Frisbee, a video rental store — the only one in the area. In the late ‘90s, the area became popular for small bandis
We must love, develop our homeland, right here, because to love the homeland means to love freedom, life, and our language written in golden letters by patriots
Going away, moving away, moving, separation, hugging, saying goodbye, are the frequent words of these days, of the last months, of the last years.
I saw it last
No one sees them, pretending not to notice,
They remain the ghosts of misery living among us,
Some whisper that they pollute us so much,
Somebody who have never seen misery in life.
Kujtim Hajdari, an Albanian exiled poet, shares his poems
Kujtim Hajdari was born in Hajdaraj, on April 10, 1956, in the city of Lushnjë,
Alongside cup-marks, the Chitter Pari rock art site features anthropomorphic, zoomorphic and geometric motifs
In 2008, I visited Chitter Pari for the first time as I was travelling to Mirpur City. A friend had told me about the rock carvings in Chitter Pari village while I was doing research on the cultural landscape in Punjab’s
