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Book review: How to Forget by Meera Ganapathi

Just finished reading the most delightful book of ruminations made while taking short as well as long walks, HOW TO FORGET by Meera Ganapathi, HarperCollins Books. This book resonates, how it resonates! The reader matches step with the poet-author, accompanies her down her route, takes in the sights that float into her ken: a still-silver…

Not quite haiku, not quite senryu…

I was requested to write a piece by the editors of PRERNA, the annual magazine brought out by the Shri Ram College of Commerce`s National Service Scheme.The topic was Life in Progress: From an Anxious Generation. I started off writing an essay on this wired and already weary lot of Gen Z youngsters made famous…

Book review: Rhapsody Road by Ravi Shankar Etteth

RHAPSODY ROAD Poems by Ravi Shankar Etteth, Om Books. This slim volume of poetry is conclusive proof that the author, who I`ve known since forever, is still one of the most consummate word-wielders that I have read in my long reading life. Rhapsody Road is a slim anthology containing poetry of love, longing, celebration and…

Book review: Three Women in a Single-room House by K Srilata

Through many lives, softly This slim volume of poetry packs a deceptive punch, fights above its weight, and what`s more, mostly wins too. Like the title indicates, the collection has a core story, as well as many stories within stories to tell, and does so with a touch of sentiment, wistfulness and the occasional preening…

Book review: The Forest I Know, a gathering of tanka verses by Kala Ramesh

the forest i know, a gathering of tanka verses by Kala Ramesh. HarperCollins Books. Tanka is a five-line lyrical form of poetry which originated in Japan, and Kala Ramesh peppers the pages of this book…

Book review: Until the Lions by Karthika Nair

He grew tall, he grew cold: Bheeshma blew into a typhoon, dark and vicious. A world where fools are born as king. …these men Were to remain sons, at best brothers- they could seldom grow into husbands, and never Fathers. Their own kingship, I can foretell, will be steered By possession, loss and carnage, Death…

Photo Feature: Paths…

Paths….. All photos by Sheila Kumar. All images are subject to copyright. These are tracks, bridle paths and trails I took on a recent holiday in the Kumaon foothills. We each are on a journey Each journey has a path As we travel to our futures We…