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Sanctuary: Abstractions in Prose
15 September 2026
Sanctuary: Abstractions in Prose
15 September 2026

Creative Nonfiction by Shobhita Rewal: ‘Rotund Japanese purple enlarged. A plushie abandoned. Soot-stained lips float past. Saliva upon the metal in the skin. Chivalry ain’t dead yet, innit? Plebians need the masala but give this to me anyway.’

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15 September 2026
First Snow
12 September 2026
First Snow
12 September 2026

Short story by Karan Madhok: “Now, Lady, Miss: Please take the flowers and lean into your husband, like this, as if you are falling into him. Just a little. That’s why in English they say, ‘falling’ in love, no? Bas, gir jao unpar!”

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12 September 2026
Name Game
9 September 2026
Name Game
9 September 2026

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.

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9 September 2026
‘Memory is not always an active remembrance’: Two poems by Mehaq Khurshied
Creativity The Chakkar 15/06/22 Creativity The Chakkar 15/06/22

‘Memory is not always an active remembrance’: Two poems by Mehaq Khurshied

Poetry by Mehaq Khurshied: ‘Her nostalgia was only bitter. There was no sweetness to balance it. / Of course, she loved him like our women are taught to love / Love, entrapped in obligation and duty.’

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