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TOUCH SEVEN
Location: A library in Eastern India.
Point of Contact: The delicate pages of a sepia-toned book with the writings of Rabindranath Tagore.
Upon turning the pages...
THE LOVE OF MUSICALS
“Artists give people something they didn’t know they were missing.” – Daniel Pink
Seated in the front row of the Mezzanine. The live orchestra is...
HELL IS A PLACE ON EARTH
We made the dreadful decision to watch “Caliphate”.
The nightmares haven’t ceased since long after the season did.
Ironically, horrific as it was, this wasn’t a...
FREEDOM
(This piece is the first in a series titled "Freedom" on the network.)
When we first began to write for “Freedom”,
We couldn’t quite decide what...
DIALOGUE SEVEN
(With this piece, SHOUT! lengthens its association with SHARANA for the lives it is easing with a Social Entrepreneurship Program aimed at empowering women...
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JOURNEYING INTO THE JUNOON GURUKUL
Arriving at Avasara Academy
“Do you see the large grey buildings nearby? Yes, with the colourful blocks on top. That’s where we are. See you...
FAR TOO MANY ‘F’ WORDS FELT…
There's a fairly definitive combination of feelings one feels at every juncture in their story. These feelings matter enough only to be marked for...
HUMANLY GOD; GODLY HUMAN
Divinity must come with its dilemmas.
Being God is as much a choice as it is bestowed. Ironically enough, the god given quality of being...
WHY IT SUCKS TO BE A WOMAN…UNTIL IT DOESN’T
It is astonishing just how much it sucks to be a woman, in any part of the world, in every phase of life, at...
THE WOMEN OF DHARTI
We know too well that when women team up, revolutions - hitherto formless, long suppressed, tucked protectively into throbbing chests - find form and...
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