Fingers are then pointed at the blasphemous paintings of say, the headless Shiva, or Sita depicted on Ravana’s lap or even that of Sita in Hanuman’s heart. What is pure about these paintings? What, indeed, is divine?
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Not for the faint of heart.
The Postcolonial Hangover Lingers.
Bordering on the insane.
A nonexistent community.
Despite its glass and steel exterior, for the most part, Pune’s down-to-earth-ness and simplicity are retained by its abundant street food culture. Vada paav, pani puri, ragda raav, kutchi daabeli, sev puri, dahi poori, pav bhaji, egg bhurji, chanachur, guddi ke baal and gola,(1) are ubiquitous in the streets, not only co-existing with the McDonalds’ …
A discussion on Whitehead’s advice to “Seek simplicity, and distrust it”.
As I sit and write this piece, the chapori residents must be preparing to battle another flood which might be coming to destroy their lives and livelihoods for one more time. Simply by virtue of being born in a different place, I have escaped the brutality of their lives.
Samaaria Malik from YOUR DIL speaks about the organization’s purpose to educate children in Pakistan, as well as its current efforts in the war-torn North Western Frontier Province.
It is only after the third time S has galloped up and down the mandapam stairs that she realizes how unfit this activity is for the wearing of a sari. Six yards of silk had been coaxed into folds and drapes by hands far more skilled than hers. And now they are all coming undone.
For more than thirteen years, Fulbright recipient David H. Wells has explored South Asia through the lens of his camera. His exhibit, Concurrence: An Evolving India, captures his idea of a country caught between its cultural history and the inevitable march of progress.
Mumbai’s 26/11 has woken up the sleeping youth-izen, who has finally recognized his rightful role in the world’s largest democracy. Whether it will merely remain a distinct tint in the colorful palette of Indian democracy, or if it will change its landscape forever, is a question that will take many years to answer.
Four years ago, a group of young professionals living in New York with roots in Pakistan had a brilliant idea: they would help the children of their home country learn to read and write.
How many people do you know who regularly drive more than 200 miles from home simply to buy their cooking necessities?
When I first saw them, it looked like they’d pulled out all the stops. Their Muqala Muqabula began with a full cowboy costume and proceeded to thoroughly entertain the audience with glow-in-the-dark skeletons. I knew then that I wouldn’t be averse to watching more Agni performances.
