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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
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...
DRIVE SEVEN
Oni: Are you a feminist, Madam?
Safia: A feminist? That’s intense. I’m not sure.
Oni: Well, you’ve been a female for a while now. It’d be...
CANVAS CALLING
Her Visual Art is a story on canvas. And yet, she gives us words to make it simpler and therefore, more profound.
Dr. Sonali Pattnaik...
THE LINES WE DRAW
Now, more than ever, we know that we are ALL living in liquid times. And there is unprecedented change. It also means that we...
LIGHT UP THE PATH
Rural living is meant to be simple.
The people breathe clean air, eat clean food, sleep well and deeply, cluster under trees on moonlit and...
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! in a flash
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.
