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To tell stories that arouse empathy, engage, entertain and endure. Because great journalism emerges from great storytelling.
This is our emergence. Because we’re SHOUT!ing.
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LESSONS IN PARATHA-MAKING
My first lesson in paratha-making was that they go best with tea. I learned it expeditiously, in the Delhi home of a distant aunt....
WHERE MOVEMENT BEGAN…
My first lesson in the interconnectedness of Art resurfaces periodically. The possibility that movement evolved from sculpture is a strong one. If a bend...
TOUCH FIVE
Location: Old Town Square, Prague
Point of Contact: Beneath the Old Town Hall Tower
(Aamer Khan, a visual artist, doubles up as Kagan in this visual...
DOCUMENTING TRAGEDY
War and Honour don’t go together.
Because when you go into it, there’s nothing honourable about it.
There is fear, tragedy, compulsion, desperation and destruction.
None of...
WHERE DID IT GO?
And then one day, you’re standing on the platform, watching a train whizz past, wondering where all that time went.
Priyanshi Thakkar give us a...
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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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SHOUT! is journalism gone wild. It’s a network of stories from our times told peculiarly.
Because everything that matters must have a voice. A loud one at that.
