The newspaper is carrying the story of a woman in Kolkata who had been gangraped at gun-point. The Chief Minister, a woman herself, said t...

You sit by your window, and slowly everything moves, but you’re left behind like you always have been. There are no heroes, there are no...

I do not know if this is the end of my life or if there is such a thing as an end. I do not know much, I do not see the point as suc...

It was the strangest kind of evening, everything was calm, everything was poised and still. There was time in the air and laid bare...

In the silent shadows of your great, great towers – your missions and truths of endless powers, lie a race of my most humble men. Weak and f...

An insipid afternoon wasted by a red table, the continuing vagaries of urban fables. Here, the television speaks here the computer croaks. A...

The tired sea stretches on and on, so lost and forlorn – without a song or a rhyme, and no conception of geography or time. Round the world ...