Chullikad's translation of Tonight i can write the saddest lines
No Enemies You have no enemies, you say? Alas! my friend, the boast is poor; He who has mingled in the fray Of duty, that the brave endure, Must have [...]
style is the answer to everything_ a fresh way to approach a dull or a dangerous thing. to do a dull thing with style is preferable to doing a dangerous [...]
l am trying to find a way to tell you this. There are things that trying solves but this is not one of them. About the Phones Closing my [...]
Shaji Kailasâ€™s latest Prithviraj production - Kaduva, interestingly has an omnipresent blue glare throughout the movie, almost like a light boyâ€™s desperate attempt at stopping the movie from being made. [...]
Bertrand Russell - Perhaps the essence of the Liberal outlook could be summed up in a new decalogue, not intended to replace the old one but only to supplement it. [...]
As someone who gets excited every time a Suresh Gopi movie releases and one who watched even Kitchamani MBA and Sound of Boot FDFS, it's possible it were my high [...]
Katalin Varga is an immensely watchable Romanian film, a brooding and sulky revenge tale set in the gorgeous mountains of Transylvania. But first a word about villages.
The Autobiography of Khwaja Mustasim I stood for twenty years a chess piece in CÃ³rdoba, the black rook. I was a parrot fed melon seeds by the eleventh [...]
What is desire but the wish for some relief from the self, the prisoner let out into a small square of sunlight with a single red flower and a bird crossing the sky, to lean back against the bricks with the legs outstretched, to feel the sun warming the brow, before returning to oneâ€™s mortal cage, steel doors slamming in the cell block, steel bolts sliding shut?
Iâ€™d be a dog, a monkey, or a bear, Or anything but that vain animal, Who is so proud of being rational. His senses are too gross; and heâ€™ll contriveA sixth, to contradict the other five; And before certain instinct will prefer