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Articles by: Atindriyo Chakraborty

That Boy

That Boy

– Remember what I asked you first?
– ‘Do you have parents?’
– One of your eyes is huge and red – do you know this?
– No
– Don’t you look at mirrors?
– Looked at one long ago
Silence.

By The River Shabari

By The River Shabari

River Shabari flows through the Dandak forests. Along its banks live people from many tribes, the Adivasis – Gond, Kondh, Koya, Koitur, Shabar, Soro… so many names have history given to them. The epic Ramayana tells the tale of Shabari, the lady from these tribes who had turned into stone. But this is another tale. Below the bed of river[Read More…]

Gauri Lankesh

A History of the Fall

A poem for Lorca, Gauri, Santanu and all the other disappearing fireflies

Verses Of Resistance: How Certain Folk Literary Cultures Of Medieval Bengal Had Risen Against Brahminism

Verses Of Resistance: How Certain Folk Literary Cultures Of Medieval Bengal Had Risen Against Brahminism

This was in the 13th century. 5 centuries had passed since the marauding Vedantic forces led by Adi Shankaracharya had torn into the sanghas, monasteries and stupas of the Buddhist. Meanwhile, General Vijay Sen had risen in coup from the barracks of the last Pala kings of Bengal to deal the final staggering blow to the last Buddhist dynasty of[Read More…]

Mr. Shantanu Bhowmik

Mr. Shantanu Bhowmik

This song is for Agartala-based journalist Shantanu Bhowmik who fell last Wednesday to the marauding wrath of Hindutva-Fascist forces who are stirring race-violence based on historical indignations and inequities in Tripura today

Poetry of Certain 1970s Naxalbari martyrs: Translated from Bangla

Poetry of Certain 1970s Naxalbari martyrs: Translated from Bangla

The websites of Frontier Weekly & Milansagar have collectively published some poetry in the Bangla language, all of which were written by Naxalbari activists of the 1970s, who were to lose their lives to state violence in that decade, on this page, where they have documented the works of nine such martyr-poets. Presented hereinbelow are translations of one poem each[Read More…]

40 Thousand

40 Thousand

40 thousand people 40 thousand phantoms are marching towards you right now you have taken their lands you have taken to hatred you have been taken by greed they knew nothing of this they knew everything their backs, painted by barbwire, cooked by bullets know everything 40 thousand dreams that couldn’t connect how the price of onion & flour and[Read More…]