‘System is too corrupt,’ my friend bursts i stay cool and offer my May musings ‘system is not corrupt, we are. who make the system, you, I. it’s minions’ rule,
i stand before a lovely lawn of a beautiful home for an hour and embrace its early morning warmth. patients old young rich poor make waves like the Jalangi of
i am a Marxixt and I have built a sweet home with tatas who with military forces destroyed adivasi villages in Kalinganagar. i am a Marxist and my
am i to burst crackers or light candles or dance in open field or visit a darling spot to celebrate new year’s eve? or am i to make a
Who are in charge of the destiny of our boys? nobody, they make their own destiny. When I get a job, my worries for tomorrows’ dal and rice gone
Rameswar lives near the college. He is a peon of the college. His only mate in the family is his wife Basanti. He had a brother who now lives separately.
