Onam, a festival that people long to celebrate, a festival that brings everyone together, a festival that invokes joy and oneness, a festival close to the hearts of all Malayalis. But what does it look like from the perspective of someone who isn’t a Malayali. Read this piece to find out.
A Tale Of Two Nights
Loud noises of the Gypsy Jeeps were echoing in every alleyway. Alleyways stuffed with people as far as the eye could see. While most of them were rushing to listen to The Man in White speak, a few seemed to be making their way out of the crowd, almost as if they were looking for something precious that they had just lost. Pandemonium. This was the only possible way to describe the night, right in the middle of which was a young girl.
The Microtonal Beauty of Jazz.
Jazz: Music of the Soul, Played by the Heart. A day to express individuality through music, International Jazz Day stands to highlight the role that Jazz has played since its inception in unifying people of diverse backgrounds and regions of the world.
International Day for Multilateralism and Peace
Celebrating a day that lauds diplomacy and multilateralism comes with acknowledging our past, addressing the present, and hoping for the future.
TELUGU NUTHANA SAMVATSARA SUBHAKANKSHALU
by: Rithika Palvayi Hmmmm, if I’d have to choose between “3, 2, 1…..Happy New Year” and, “Ugadi Subhakankshalu”, I’d go […]
Bura Na Mano, Holi Hai!
Holi, the festival of colour and rejoice. A festival where people come together, keeping their grudges aside and forgetting their caste, religion and gender to celebrate the festival together. It is the festival that turns everyone into blank canvases, ready to be coloured by our friends and family.
Far from Home
The mother tongue is the inner most sanctuary of the soul. – Gustav Stresemann
Our mother language is our identity. We’ll be speechless without it. Our mother language is our identity. We’ll be speechless without it. In return nothing is asked from us but to be spoken out loud with pride.
Pride, Prejudice and Ami Tomake Bhalobashi
When you grow up with your ethnicity so unbelievably entwined with your self-worth, you find that your sense of self depends invariably on your cultural identity, the way you’ve been brought up, and the language that has been handed down to you.