Literature

A little of the moon the sparkle of stars to brush with faith, In friendliness fell in line with a shooting stars gait, Sorceress melts and delights with her strategist mate; Missed priorities confined to surrogate bumpkins fate. Endearing jolt in mused lightening falling from grace, Smothers earthly love to unwind a victory parade, Tempts ... [full story]

The Sankhya PhilosophyPurushaIn Sankhya Philosophy, evolution happens in three dimensions. The dimensions are Purusha, Prakrti and the Gunas. From infinitesimal to infinite, every evolution is a play of purusha, prakrti and gunas. Purusha was consciouness or the cause of consciousness that just stood ten finger-breadths long at the origin. Purusha Suktam explains the way our cosmos evolved, ... [full story]

In our orchards, The childhood is creeping, We are burdening, Them, With our ambitions We  are expecting too much, Our cruelities are insceasing day by day, The childhood is disappearing, Save childhood [full story]

The Dalit writers began their serious work in the 1950`s .Although  most of the writers have come out of the Buddhist movement , one of the earliest , Annabhau Sathe, who belonged to the Untouchable Mang caste , was deeply influenced by Communism. In the sixties , the flow of Dalit literary writings increased in the ... [full story]

Aju Mukhopadhyay is a significant name in Indian English Poetry and he continuosly divert our attention by his haikus and other forms of poetry.He is a poet, essayist and fiction writer. He writes on diverse themes like travel, food, health, culture and festivals , on Sri Aurobindo and the Mother, on Nature , Spiritualism, Environment etc   ... [full story]

       Displaying the Theatrical Effectiveness: (Re) Cording through Techniques in Girish Karnad’s Tughlaq  By: Dr. Ram Sharma, Sr. Lecturer, Dept.of English, Janta Vedic P.G.College, Baraut (Baghpat) U.P.   To present the inner landscape on the stage is a challenge before the playwright who with his dramatic imagination makes it possible through the actors as his fertile mind ... [full story]

This poem came out of a blog where a mother described her feelings for her unborn child, the way she waited to see him when he was born and they way he is growing now.. It starts when a mother is awaiting her son's birth and ends as the son starts growing up..**** My transcendental connection Who grew ... [full story]

Pinky still remembers with a shudder her encounter with the strange tutor. Last year just after the Pujas her Kaku (uncle)and kakima (aunt) came over to their place as a ritual to pay respect to Dadi. At least that was what Pinky thought in the beginning. Pinky’s kaku was a very jovial man. A little on ... [full story]