Two poems by Mallika Bhaumik: ‘The vagueness of love runs down / the steps of a baoli, / we could have been born sometime in future, / time yet to be born to us’.

Four poems by K.S. Subramanian: ‘Once the cacophony peters out / emerges the calm cadence of order. / Life is never a bouquet to the living / surprise always on the fringe’.

Three poems by Santasree Chaudhuri: ‘a love story- a harmony / of, / shadow of light / playing /hide and seek’

Four poems by Gopal Lahiri: ‘this calmness, this silence / the cruel and blasphemous are marking / an uneasy path; we can’t erase.’

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Short story by Karan Madhok: ‘In the chaos of the pre-lunch Sunday crowd at the mall, in their continuing hum, their smells, their colours, their everything… all that Shalu and Abhimanyu now shared was a small absence of sound, an envelope without its contents.’

A cyclone. A phone call. A two-dimensional time-machine. Barnali Ray Shukla shares the tug of emotions after storms of the past and the present in this poetic photo-essay.

Photo Essay: Deep in the mountains, the seeds of mutual loneliness evolved into an unlikely camaraderie. Aman Panwar writes about his friend Shyama—a cattle-herder and shepherd—in the Har Ki Dun valley.

Four poems by Amit Shankar Saha: ‘The city awakes / / from the depths of sleep / and beyond the walls / their minds are released / from quarantine.

Photo Gallery: Stuck in the coronavirus lockdown at his home in Chandigarh, Angad B. Sodhi looked up to find celestial company in the sky.

Poetry by Shubham Pal: ‘You ever walk up a flight of concrete stairs / and wonder who poured the cement?’

A lifelong resident of the Clock Tower area in Landour writes about an eerie new reality post the COVID-19 lockdown in the hill-station. - By Surbhi Agarwal

‘The yeti is the mountain. He’s the mountain’s teeth and the mountain’s claws, a manifestation of the power of nature, and a reminder to act with respect.’ Zachary Conrad recalls an awe-inspiring hike to the Himalayan summit of Bandarpunch