Our Mission
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.
Featured Stories
TOUCH EIGHT
(We continue Talking Tagore for as many TOUCHES as it takes to tell how much he has touched us…)
Location: A library in Eastern India.
Point...
MUSIC OF THE MOVEMENTS
Maahi Shah writes as The Art Huntress and makes us move.
I sat up straight on my bed awestruck, wondering what hit me and then...
CREATION
Artiste Aneri Sheth introduces us to our beginnings with subtle Art for a profound cosmic concept.
Behold and read on for pieces that bind colour,...
LETTER TWENTY ONE
(This piece is the fifth in a series titled “Freedom” on the network.)
X,
As a product and representative of the education system that claims to...
Light Up That Dark Alley
I think growing up is about getting over judgment - the kind you so willingly make and so unwillingly take.
The lanes, by-lanes, cross-lanes, jammed...
Just In
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.
