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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.
Featured Stories
A CHAMPION’S MYSTERY – UNRAVELLING CHAPTER SIX
SETBACK and VICTORY
Ms. Rachita Mistry fills us in on the setbacks she has experienced through her athletic career.
She begins by telling us about an...
DRIVE SIX
Safia: Okay, when you told me there would be a lot of traffic today, I imagined a ten-minute delay. Oni, we’ve been stuck in...
LEFTOVER LAYERS
I sit before my leftover Lasagna and chew over life.
This, before me, is a metaphor for it.
Layer upon layer of cream, cheese, meat, veggies,...
DEEP WITHIN THE GURUKUL
Our ideal of a Gurukul, formulated by ancient Art beheld in paintings, murals and other canvases, resides in our imaginations as differently positioned Banyan...
BURNT
My grandfather was the most cheerful man on Earth,
Until he wasn't.
Often, the transition from curmudgeon to cute was quick.
But on other days, Leonard Cohen...
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.
