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.

Murshidabadi Masons

And when I closely look at him, His sweaty, sculptured face delights me, A cheaply designed t-shirt, hands full of lines, Face marked with pangs of leaving home,

Lynching in Indian Poetry

“We are the mob and the mob is us.Left-wing, right-wing or in the centre, what difference does it make?” Apurba Asrani, “We are the mob and the mob is us” When I searched on Google for some Indian poems which…

Arab Intellectuals and Arab Spring

To put it mildly, the social, cultural, religious, political and strategic events that history will remember as the "Arab Spring" sent a shockwave across an entire region. Today, the legacy of this chain of events is contested and, to an extent, still uncertain, but one thing is clear: the conditions for engaging in politics in these countries have shifted completely. Across the region, the social and political spheres have become more secular as both a cause and a consequence of the Arab Spring.


I love this book because it demystifies the myth of communal harmony, the tale of vibrant Indian democracy, the myth of India as an oasis of spiritual bliss, and the myth of accountability of public servants. Afzal is a tight slap on our face! The ugly fact is that corruption, hatred, power, wine, and women rule the roost. The novel is a brilliant commentary on contemporary India.

Covid-19 and the Criminalisation of Indian Muslims

Names like Spanish-flu, Chinese-virus, or corona-jihad are not only misnomers but also socially debilitating with long-term mental and political ramifications. Such adjectives not only attribute negative essence to communities, races, and nations but also belittle their human essence.


Yesterday I went to Galakata and met there Mustafijur, a graduate shopkeeper of the village. I took no interest in him at first. He is an ordinary college pass out jobless youth like thousands of others I know and find…