Another Jesus, Another Story

"Having invented God", Saramago writes "we immediately became his slaves". The Gospel according to Jesus Christ is at once a visceral take on institutional Christianity and also an effort to provide insight into the "mysterious" acts of the Lord. Supratik Ray read this bold, bawdy and beautiful retelling of The New Testament and shares his... Continue Reading →

'Contemporary poetry' is a misnomer. Poetry of one age does not cease to be so for another age. True poetry stretches itself beyond the charts of time. As it never withers, the poets are blessed with perpetual youth. Old poets visit us through new faces. They sing old ballads in new rhymes. And then we... Continue Reading →

A Flower that Withers Not

"The rose", wrote Umberto Eco, "is a symbolic figure so rich in meanings that by now it hardly has any meaning left". The NAME OF THE ROSE, likewise, is a book on both everything and nothing. Rolling historical novel, murder mystery, metafiction, philosophical novel all into one, Eco's classic work is ultimately a profound meditation... Continue Reading →

Today on International Women's Day, two members of our reading club lists some of the memorable women they have met in the pages: TANMOY BISWAS's list: Inspirations: Becky Sharp (Vanity Fair, Thackeray) ) & Arabella Donn (Jude the Obscure, Thomas Hardy) Climber. Up to better life, materialistic gains and new man who would satiate her... Continue Reading →

The Master and the Liberator

Fifty years of a classic: One Hundred Years of Solitude. The birth of a master and a liberator. Indradeep Bhattacharyya celebrates... The same day when Librilinia approached me for a piece on Gabriel Garcia Marquez for their March number (Since the author was born in March, and One Hundred Years of Solitude has just turned 50), I... Continue Reading →

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