Sunday Talks

Sunday Poems by Anshuparni Biswas

STAGNANT Looking through the glass of water Counting the thirst of mirage, Figuring the burns of shells Depicting the f...

Ushering in the festival of lights and celebrating Children’s Day 2020 As the world is still gripped by the horrific sil...

"If a rape victim could get ears to listen to her." Yes, I still often wake up in the middle of night, haunted by those...

Never give up, Keep moving Dear Youth, You might be thinking that your life ends here. There is no one to care for you o...

A Quiet Diwali Cops came blaring a microphone, “No crackers, no noisy fireworks please”, Little Pumpu went in dumps, Wen...

Poised in Exactitude Evening adorned with the flowery fragrance, Rhythmed my profound sense, Ached the little heart with...

The Return of the God The battle was fought, The victory was evident, The stolen spouse was rescued, The purpose was res...

Why I dream? Because there are dreams Like truth before eyes Need a few more miles to understand Few more to stand on. C...

The Challenge How dared you taste my blood? And poured venom into my lungs, my heart, my stomach and my veins? You forml...