A poem on a mother who made makeshift masks of cabbage leaves for her children in the northern Gaza strip.

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‘Break the Pattern Before it Breaks You’
To the ones who haven’t found home in between the four walls of common blood, today, I write for you.

The Outliers of Our Everyday Gaze – Lockdown and the Streets of Chandni Chowk
While everyone in Delhi is boasting of clean air and a decline in noise pollution, what about the street vendors on the silent streets of Chandni Chowk?