A poem on turning a blind eye to the ongoing protests against the Citizenship Amendment Act.
A teenage campus resident's personal account of how the violence unfolded in the university, which has been home for a decade for her family, on Sunday night.
As news of police action in my former university against protesting students began to emerge, my parents did what they learnt from best: shut me down.
Rather than the open, vibrant space one would expect it to be, authoritarian and incompetent teachers rule the roost.
"Being privy to just how broken the system is in Uttar Pradesh, I cannot even begin to imagine the pain the Unnao victim has had to endure these past few …
Every time I meet someone nice I wonder how long before even his parents have a problem with my caste.