Season’s taste. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] It is the time of the year when a Mirza Ghalib devotee could offer at his tomb in Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti a tribute that would have made the poet very happy….
Life with books. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] She woke up very early in her Gurgaon condo the morning after prime minister’s first speech on janta curfew, the one that preempted the much-longer coronavirus-ridden lockdown. By 6.15 am,…
The parlour confession. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] How to describe her? Painter? Production designer? Photographer? Producer or film maker? Oh well, Aradhana Seth is an artist. And like most members of this restless specie, she is able…
One of the one percent in 13 million. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] He is hundreds of miles away from home, and tends to keep his troubles to himself instead of adding anxieties to his family. For instance,…
Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Megha Gandotra] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona… and I see myself kneeling at the altar of hoarded books trying to read each one of them, tenderly unfolding their moth-eaten pages,…
Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Abhishek Chaswal] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona… and I see myself watching my facial hair grow like the plants in my balcony. Everything has slowed down so much I can…
Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Ria Gupta] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona… and I see a road untravelled. I see the contours of faith broadening as I tread languidly, taking it all in. There’s pink…
Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Aditi Chandola] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona… and I see myself back in the Himalayan monastery I visited earlier this year. Prayer chants reverberate through my ears and several prayer…
Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Rahul Jha] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona… and I see the cursor blink for roughly about half an hour before I decide to write something. As the autumn breeze blows…
Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Nidhi Sinha Grelaud] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona… and I see us walking hand in hand, through the cobbled streets on a sultry summer evening. I can hear the church…
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