in this picture, a refugee mother holdswhat’s left of her child which is left of a......

Those Bombay Sundays My father woke up his usual ‘early.’ ‘Seize the day’, he would say.......

Say “home”—but never namethe village of your birth,ancestors purgedfrom its silent orchards. Say “once”—but not that......

KD: Hello Aatish! It is a pleasure and honour to have you onboard. Your books have......

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I came from this dust.Wherever I may wander, the land walks with me.Look closer—can you see......

An incredible and enchanting collection of short stories from the Afghan perspective, written by an Afghan-Canadian......

“If we can’t speak, why live?” said Shabana.* It was midweek, late afternoon. I hurried to the......

Sanjena Sathian’s second novel “Goddess Complex” playfully yet with so much conviction, dissects the millennial woman’s......