By Shamya Dasgupta. An idealist. A rebel. A genius filmmaker. The resurrection of Ritwik Ghatak.

By Amit Sengupta. Then something like a smile passed fleetingly over what had once been her face.  

By Benjamin Joseph. This is not cinema that seeks empathy—it demands confrontation, defies simplicity.

By Anuradha Bhasin. The post-2019 reality should have led to a consensus in the three regions – Jammu, Kashmir, and Ladakh – over similar grievances and challenges, but they stand even more estranged.

By Ratna Raman. ‘Mimosa pudica’ is identified as feminine and the traits of ‘lajja’ or ‘pudica’ become a pattern of behaviour associated with the female gender. Lajjawati is a woman endowed with shyness or ‘laaj’, who can be easily discomfited or embarrassed. In Tamil, it is known as ‘totta-shurungi’ which translates into English as that which would shrink upon touch.

By Ramsharan Joshi. Inside the Muir Redwoods, where the natives lived for centuries, until they were eliminated by the whites.

By Purnima Chakraborti. Feminist Street Theatre: The Rhythms of Resistance. The sense of an urgent need for change is skilfully conveyed to the reader through photographs, quotations from plays, and narratives about performances.

By Isabel Allende. Perhaps we are in this world to search for love, find it and lose it, again and again. With each love, we are born anew, and with each love that ends we collect a new wound. I am covered with proud scars.’

By Ramsharan Joshi in Las Vegas. This is romance at first sight.

Anuradha Kumar. A murder is only part of everything else that happens in a small town over certain years. It’s never properly resolved. A murder was a dramatic way for me to ask questions. And there are still so many questions.

By Ajith Pillai. Is the AI bubble bound to burst? A recent case tells a story.

By Ramsharan Joshi. Travel story: Flashy lights. Flashy wealth. The show goes on. The hunt for new victims, is in full swing. 

By Beena Vijayalakshmy. You do not have to name English books to sound well-read. Embrace what moves you. Speak what matters to you. You do not need to hide yourself.

By Rakesh Agrawal. Trump's tariffs are going to hit India real hard.

By Ajith Pillai. Does this suggest that people, citizens of a nation, brainwashed over the decades to accept totalitarian authority silently, have lost their will to protest?

By Satya Sagar. My cartoons. Are they perfect? Certainly not.

By Roma. The objective was to celebrate the revolutionary ideas of Bhagat Singh among women so that they can unite and fight against injustice and social inequality, and for their dignity and fundamental rights.

Photo feature/Exclusive: Now that the Israeli murder machine has surrounded some of the ships sailing with essential humanitarian aid, baby formula and medicine, we bring to you the first pictures of hope and courage as the bravehearts started the long journey on international waters from the port of Barcelona.

By Ratna Raman. In VS Naipaul's semi-autobiographical ‘A House for Mr Biswas’, there are only fleeting glimpses of its most attractive woman character. What if she were to tell her story and that of Naipaul – or Anand, her son in the novel – instead of the other way round? Hence, her story.

By Ita Mehrotra. 'Uprooted' invites us to bear witness to the changing relationship that the Van Gujjars and the Taungyas have with the forests around them—as they live, laugh and struggle in the face of exclusionary conservation, state antagonism and encroachment under the guise of ‘development’.