By Aiswarya Sasi (2015)
I walked into the eerily quiet room, like a rabbit venturing into a lion’s cave. In the middle of the room was a lone table, with chairs at both its ends. On one chair...
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Bangalore, India
« The compulsions of trade often lead to other connections and spillovers, hard to trace but stubborn in their residue...We get glimpses of places, mentioned in passing in accounts of the time, or described in poetry. » —Usha K.R., Ruminations along the Silk Route
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By Aiswarya Sasi As I relinquished myself to sleep’s alluring caress, In the warmth of the banyan tree behind the mess, My cerebrum set out to tail a fairly odd train of... media_text
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Written by Divya Devaraj, a second year medical student at St. John's Medical College. Kanthi watched them carefully as they walked up her front verandah, running her fingers through her wet... media_text
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Of the thirty-three crore or three hundred and thirty million gods and goddesses of Indian Hindu mythology, the most loved perhaps is Ganesha, especially by children. To begin with, there is his absurdly endearing... media_text
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