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  • Claustropolis: 1984

    “Claustropolis: 1984” is excerpted from a forthcoming novel. In Bhopal, I could lie low. In Bhopal, there would be instructions for me. Because I had been told not to take the express, I traveled on a local, in an unreserved bogie. The whiskey was Director’s Special, a parting gift from Gupta’s people. I didn’t even…

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  • R.B.More K K Theckedath AS we approach the 120th birth anniversary of Comrade Ramchandra Babaji More (on March 1, 2023) it would be important to understand the relevance to the present dalit movement of this first revolutionary among the depressed classes who joined the Communist Party in Maharashtra way back in the twenties of the…


  • In Rio Grande do Sul (Brazil), millions are suffering from extreme flooding. Amid the waters, the Landless Workers’ Movement is focused on providing emergency relief. 30 MAY 2024 Padre Josimo Settlement Greetings from the desk of Tricontinental: Institute for Social Research. From 28 April, heavy rains, strong winds, and widespread flooding have lashed the southern Brazilian…


  • in Life/Philosophy by Bhabani Shankar Nayak 30/05/2024 The working masses have been practicing meditation for centuries to survive the ever-alienating ordeals of various forms of patriarchy, feudalism, and capitalism. Meditation has become a coping mechanism to confront the challenges of capitalism, which breeds various forms of alienation, inequalities, and exploitation on a daily basis. However, meditation has…


  • BY MARIA POPOVA It bears repeating: Right now, someplace in the world, somebody is making love and another a poem. Elsewhere in the universe, a star manyfold the mass of our third-rate sun is living out its final moments in a wild spin before collapsing into a black hole, its exhale bending spacetime itself into a…


  • BY MARIA POPOVA “‘Tis good — the looking back on Grief,” Emily Dickinson wrote as she calibrated love and loss. But she did not mean that it is good to ruminate and wallow — Dickinson so deftly played with the surface of meaning, so delighted in startling us into a flinch or furrow before plunging us…


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