When Vasudhendra published Mohanaswamy (2013), the first collection of gay short stories in Kannada, it created a stir in the literary world. The book came as a cultural shock to many, not only for its subject but also because it revealed the sexual identity of the writer. By then, Vasudhendra had established himself as a… Continue reading ‘Society is far more liberal and advanced than our law’: Vasudhendra
Jagjit rubbed shoulders with many other artistes, some of whom were as passionate as him. Among them [...] Subhash Ghai, with whom he would forge a friendship that lasted his entire life. ‘I used to grab the gold medal in dramatics, he would win his for classical music,’ the producer-director said. ‘It was a portent of things to come.’ Ghai and Jagjit continued to meet at other… Continue reading How Jagjit Singh Won the South Over: An excerpt from ‘Baat Niklegi Toh Phir’
From the gentle screech of its hinges, Gandhi knew that someone was pushing open the door to his room. Then he heard the shuffling of feet moving closer with each careful step. The Mahatma closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. It had to be Dhaniklal – an old man who was by far… Continue reading Short Story: Farewell, Mahatma
In 2003, at a time when politicians and other establishment figures of Tamil Nadu were caught up in a surge of Tamil chauvinism, a group of men and women, setting themselves up as guardians of Tamil culture, objected publicly to the language of a new generation of women poets, particularly in the work of Malathi… Continue reading An Introduction to ‘Wild Words: Four Tamil Poets’
Farewell, Mahatma, Stories by Devibharathi, Translated from the Tamil by N Kalyan Raman From the gentle screech of its hinges, Gandhi knew that someone was pushing open the door to his room. Then he heard the shuffling of feet moving closer with each careful step. The Mahatma closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. It… Continue reading Farewell, Mahatma: One day before he is assassinated, Gandhi steps out of Birla House into newly independent Delhi, wanting his approaching death to be a final, redemptive message.