Murshidabadi Dhol Players
Dhol players add joy to the city on festive days. They come from the villages, beat dhols and and earn money and buy things for their family.
Freevoice
I write because there is some lie that I want to expose, some fact to which I want to draw attention, said George Orwell. As a writer, I never kowtow to the whims and dictates of the sacred godmen or godwomen, the political bigots and hypocrites, dealers of laymen, the dishonest and self-serving intellectuals, traders of religions, the betrayers of ‘other’ Indians who eke out a living by their sweat, who are living in fear for being lynched for this and that.
A Dying Man
It attests to the certainity
of the ultimate hour that waits for everyone, be she big or small, rich or poor, lover or hater.
Vaidik on Indian Lynching
The perpetrators of this violence have not always been the state, the rulers, the police or the army but also our silence. Our looking away from inconvenient truths, our blindness to our social privilege, and in our ability to pass off our unearned privilege as merit or as advantages earned by hard work.
Why do I love Santosh Rana?
Rana believed that there could be no progress of socialist practice without the inclusion of Dalits, Adivasis, Muslims and other marginalized communities in the agenda.
Today I Have no Takers
It registers the pain and pathos of a day labourer whose life depends on the babus who hire or may not hire him to. clean his garden or gutter.
Gaza-Mother’s Lap
It attests to the extreme vulnerability of war-torn Gaza-mothers whose children are dying day and night, making their mothers' laps empty.
Noted climate expert Prof Saleemul Huq has passed away
He was an expert in climate change, environment and development. He worked extensively in the inter-linkages between climate change mitigation, adaptation and sustainable development from the perspective of developing countries, particularly in the least developed countries (LDCs).
A Boy
It attests to the joy a banjara boy finds while filling in an ant's hole with the sand he collects from his sides
Adivasi Must Dance
Adivasi will dance. They will dance for a coin. They will dance for a meal. They will dance for the entertainment of the civilized
At Esplanade
Last night, I saw, at our Town Square,a beggar,fully naked, sitting on haunches,and madly scratching his head and sides… Tonight at Esplanadetwo beggars lyingin the most unimaginable way,heads resting on amputated hands, mouths kissing dirtamid hurrying feet,sickly legs propped ona…