Lustre of a Burning Corpse: Three poems by Anureet Watta
Poetry by Anureet Watta: ‘The world has ended many times before, / just this morning when I heard my father’s footsteps, / just this evening when you looked my way.’
Photo series by Vijay Kowshik V P: Parallel Indias is about proximity without connection, a study of coexistence without recognition. These are images of adjacency, lives, symbols, and bodies, all occupying the same space, often within the same frame, without ever meeting.
Visit us for the 2nd edition of the Landour Literature and Arts Festival on September 26-27, 2026, a weekend of arts, film, literature, music, and much more, featuring speakers and artists from the hillside and beyond. By The Chakkar and Mussoorie Heritage Centre
Poetry by Anureet Watta: ‘The world has ended many times before, / just this morning when I heard my father’s footsteps, / just this evening when you looked my way.’
What’s in a name? India has a long history of rebranding cities, streets, and buildings to reflect the political influence of the time. Instead of this empty tokenism, Vipin Labroo argues for the country to shift priorities towards its more pressing concerns.