KD:Hello, Nilanjana! It’s truly a pleasure to have you with us. I thoroughly enjoyed reading your......

A sense of wonder made plain, at Jamia Walls of resistance covered in vain, at Jamia......

My daughter has my eyes and I have inherited mine from my mom. My eyes are......

Three decades later we still hold hands. My dermatitis infected fingers entwined in yours the gentle......

breathe heavy on my chest where storm clouds brew a concoction of sweat and lies– harder......

I. At first, a tiny redness on my thigh taped and shut underneath a giant bandage.......

The ones I gave birth to are ten today The ones who were never meant to......

Kindness is an urn: empty it With barbs of disbelief. It would still, flow. Kindness is......

I To be kind you must turn into a tree, and live very long. Allow your......

Acknowledge this restlessness as yours not the world’s and accept that wherever you settle on the......