a garden of ink
sowing dreams of liberation
composting our thoughts
We aim to amplify those who resist and refuse structural oppression through their writing.
The caste of Indian fascism
The private life of tyranny is also its public architect. It is in the private sphere where fascism draws its daily breath. And in India, these breaths are regulated by the rhythms of caste.
The state does not care about women
The Nirbhaya Fund was set up to respond to sexual violence. But with more than 200 crores missing and a dump-yard of careless schemes, one thing is clear: the state does not care about women.
We have to lose our chains
The margins of the past and present are littered with notations and scribbles, asterisks and question marks, statements and declarations, made by us for us. Nihira digs into a few.
That empty place / वह वीरान जगह
Whether it's lists of boredom, the slow slicing of a woman, or silent haunting, Surabhi moves in and out of the underlying volatility of three poems and two languages with biting clarity.
nurturing questions
grafting language
foraging for creatives
pollinating knowledge
sowing dreams
harvesting resources
composting thoughts
join our garden
The authors of this book do not wish to make any apology for it. They are not afraid of the consequences of having launched it. We appeal to all those who are interested in this idea to get in touch with us.
Mahmud-uz-Zafar (1933, ‘In Defence of Angare: Shall We Submit to Gagging?’)
a garden
of ink
sowing dreams of liberation
composting our thoughts
We aim to amplify those who resist and refuse structural oppression through their writing.
The caste of Indian fascism
The private life of tyranny is also its public architect. It is in the private sphere where fascism draws its daily breath. And in India, these breaths are regulated by the rhythms of caste.
The state does not care about women
The Nirbhaya Fund was set up to respond to sexual violence. But with more than 200 crores missing and a dump-yard of careless schemes, one thing is clear: the state does not care about women.
We have to lose our chains
The margins of the past and present are littered with notations and scribbles, asterisks and question marks, statements and declarations, made by us for us. Nihira digs into a few.
That empty place / वह वीरान जगह
Whether it's lists of boredom, the slow slicing of a woman, or silent haunting, Surabhi moves in and out of the underlying volatility of three poems and two languages with biting clarity.
nurturing questions
grafting language
foraging for creatives
pollinating knowledge
sowing dreams
harvesting resources
composting thoughts
join our garden
The authors of this book do not wish to make any apology for it. They are not afraid of the consequences of having launched it. We appeal to all those who are interested in this idea to get in touch with us.
Mahmud-uz-Zafar (1933, ‘In Defence of Angare: Shall We Submit to Gagging?’)
a garden of ink
sowing dreams of liberation
composting our thoughts
We aim to amplify those who resist and refuse structural oppression through their writing.
The caste of Indian fascism
The private life of tyranny is also its public architect. It is in the private sphere where fascism draws its daily breath. And in India, these breaths are regulated by the rhythms of caste.
The state does not care about women
The Nirbhaya Fund was set up to respond to sexual violence. But with more than 200 crores missing and a dump-yard of careless schemes, one thing is clear: the state does not care about women.
We have to lose our chains
The margins of the past and present are littered with notations and scribbles, asterisks and question marks, statements and declarations, made by us for us. Nihira digs into a few.
That empty place / वह वीरान जगह
Whether it's lists of boredom, the slow slicing of a woman, or silent haunting, Surabhi moves in and out of the underlying volatility of three poems and two languages with biting clarity.
nurturing questions
grafting language
foraging for creatives
pollinating knowledge
sowing dreams
harvesting resources
composting thoughts
join our garden
The authors of this book do not wish to make any apology for it. They are not afraid of the consequences of having launched it. We appeal to all those who are interested in this idea to get in touch with us.
Mahmud-uz-Zafar (1933, ‘In Defence of Angare: Shall We Submit to Gagging?’)