आज़ादी विशेषांक / Freedom Special

अंक 13 / Issue 13

Posts Tagged ‘ Fiction Special: Issue 12 ’

नींद में अव्यक्त हैं सपने: लीना मल्होत्रा राव

कविता / Poetry

ओ रेतीले देश के अजनबी ओ रेतीले देश के अजनबी मै देखती हूँ उस रेगिस्तान को अपने सपनो में जिसकी रेत बिखरी रहती है मेरे बिस्तर पर जिस्म को रगडती है बेतहाशा घाव रिसते हैं पर दिखते नहीं… भीगती हूँ जब भी बारिश में मेरे पाँव उस धूप में निकल जाते हैं जो रेगिस्तान पर […]



अनिद्रा का पत्थर: महेश वर्मा

कविता / Poetry

पोलिश कवि ज़्बीग्न्येव हेर्बेर्त के लिए छह कविताएँ नेलकटर नेलकटर आदमियों से चिढ़ता है, वह एक भूखा जंतु है लेकिन आप उसे कीट-पतंगों या सरिसृपों में से किसी भी समूह में नहीं रख सकते। अपनी आंतों की बीमारी से दांत किटकिटाता वह पनी चिड़चिड़ाहट के बीच भी आपके हाथ की सुस्ती पर तेज़ निगाह रखता […]



A Utopia in My Brain: Prarthana Bankiya

कविता / Poetry

Burked Ballads Do you not remember me at all? I am the hill that never sleeps, the tree that lies by the street, listless, longing to breathe; the vine that tangles across your fence, waiting on death and its trail of savage footsteps. Do you not remember me at all? I am the forest that […]



Primitive Practice: Kamayani Sharma

कविता / Poetry

EAT Cooking for one The onion slices are concentric, Stump-like, circles grooved in. They do not bespeak age though, Just as my ankles do not. The long, hard carrots stew quietly, The pot contains them well. I protect myself From the stove-flame’s licks. Peas, parsley, broccoli and bread Banquet the old tablecloth; Medievally spread, That […]



Cold-Boned Doggerel: Ranjani Murali

कविता / Poetry

Bollywood Soundbite: We Are What Love? In there, we string palms. Weed-stung, the melancholies of withered gourd-seed scatter, announcing the auspicious end. No black-mouthed villain awaits in the post-production darkroom. Instead, we encounter the razing of outtakes and silences. Movement finds no arrhythmia here; to view is an act of repudiating direction. I manifest the […]



Blue Crayon River: Lakshmi Arya

कविता / Poetry

The Empty Swing that Creaks at Night as a guest to your memories, i often lingered on a darkening road careful not to step on the grass. Invited to watch through a bright square window a table set for three how often I wonder about her that I am not as she flits past the […]



Caught in Forgotten Lines: Anupama Raju

कविता / Poetry

Smothered The mind is a stuffed animal: crammed with sardines, nailed onto thoughts, jammed into silence. Hanging from the wall, it stares bulgy-eyed yawns and creeps into an unfriendly body. It now lives inside a face in the shade of a tongue, and breeds. Wake Up Will you wake up with tears of a dead […]



Narrative Limits: Nabina Das

कविता / Poetry

Sem(a)ntics Reverie in Flight: an Airport Poem 1. Hey men with extra large pecs, when Did you stop thinking? And then so many I see walking Tall cellos by their sides Tailed in black tapered coat and tinsel Hey ladies in taffeta scarves And imagined Britney behinds When did you stop dreaming? 2. So the […]



Joyous Unleash: Madan Gopal Singh

कविता / Poetry

1 Across the river snow is falling softly Closer home the clouds descend, in joyous unleash the lambs jump and low, just calling out, entranced by their own sound returning from afar. The wind blows suddenly and stops, listening Something has moved invisibly on the surface of sleeping waters. 2 And then the world becomes […]



ज्योत्स्ना मिलन से लूसी रोजेनटाइन की बातचीत

कथेतर / Non-Fiction

लूसी रोजेन्टाइन ज्योत्स्नाजी आप अपने बचपन के बारे में कुछ बताइए. मुझे मालूम है कि आपके पिताजी बहुत बड़े लेखक थे और आपकी मॉं गृहिणी थीं सो आप पर अपने माता-पिता के असर के बारे में कुछ बताइए. ज्योत्सना मिलन पिता के साहित्यकार होने से मुझे जो सबसे बड़ा लाभ मिला वो यह कि पढ़ने-लिखने […]