HOUSE OF A THOUSAND DOORS by Meena Alexander This house has a thousand doors  the sills are cut in bronze  three feet high  to keep out snak...

IDENTITY CARD by S Joseph Translated by K. Satchidanandan In my student days a girl came laughing Our hands met mixing her rice and fish cur...

The Child by Rabindranath Tagore                                                             I ‘What of the night?’ they ask.  No answer com...