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V Ramaswamy's translation of Subimal Misra's excellent story "An Evening in December '72" 
This is a translation of the original Bengali short story “72-er December-er Ek Bikel” by Subimal Misra. Translation by V. Ramaswamy.
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What would semi-autobiographical novels written by flea collars, urinals and other inanimate objects contain? We have the excerpts!
Anneli Rufus imagines what would happen if urinals, flea collars and other inanimate objects could write semi-autobiographical novels
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One of the colors that the blind—or at least this blind man—do not see is black: #Borges on Blindness (via +Antiserious )
Contrary to popular belief, the world of the blind is not black. The struggle is actually against the other colours. A blue can be green, green can be blue.
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You thought Satyajit Ray was one of India's finest filmmakers? Dileep Chitre does not agree with you
Thought Satyajit is one of the finest filmmakers India has produced? Dileep Chitre does not agree with you.
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"Aruna Shanbaug, your death and your 40-years long struggle is a symbol of everything that is wrong with independent India. You were violated time and again, denied your right to a dignified life and a peaceful death. We hope you find in death, what you never got when alive. Rest in Peace."
Aruna Shanbaug died today. It finally is the end of her agony. She's left behind unasked questions that we need to keep asking ourselves. Lest we forget her
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Later, there were nights
I begged for your teeth
around my nipples – these
dark round unseeing eyes.

Hold them in your hands and
squeeze them tight
– I like being vandalized.

Praneta Jha's poem "I read a poem about Breasts" in +Antiserious 
Praneta Jha questions the gaze that mass of flesh we call breasts face each day. And takes us back to a familiar lane, "Song the Breasts Sing to the Late-in-Life Boyfriend.”
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What would semi-autobiographical novels written by flea collars, urinals and other inanimate objects contain? We have the excerpts!
Anneli Rufus imagines what would happen if urinals, flea collars and other inanimate objects could write semi-autobiographical novels
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Guy de Maupassant's suicide was perhaps more dramatic than any of his stories
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One of the colors that the blind—or at least this blind man—do not see is black
Contrary to popular belief, the world of the blind is not black. The struggle is actually against the other colours. A blue can be green, green can be blue.
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Writing in 2005, he ends his essay speculating #NarendraModi’s eventual rise to the position of the prime minister, a prediction then and a present now where the #Godhra riots gradually fade in the background. Like the public doesn’t like lifelong romances, its enmities too are short-lived, when it knows and till it knows there’s dividend in return of its loyalty.
Finding Adolf Hitler's Mein Kampf all over Kolkata pavements, Amit Chaudhuri ponders upon Bengal and India's sympathy for the dictator
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Bold and revealing extract from I.S. Johar's "proposed book", My Sexual Nirvana (not sure if the book ever materialized), published in the 80s in the now defunct Sunday magazine.
"Thirman and Indru (me) are screwing," Gulu wailed, "and they are not including me."
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Later, there were nights
I begged for your teeth
around my nipples – these
dark round unseeing eyes.
Hold them in your hands and
squeeze them tight
– I like being vandalized.

Praneta Jha​ in +Antiserious​ this week. 
Praneta Jha questions the gaze that mass of flesh we call breasts face each day. And takes us back to a familiar lane, "Song the Breasts Sing to the Late-in-Life Boyfriend.”
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