Reviews
T. S. Tirumurti sets the stage for a tale of duty, love, and family that spans across continents and generations.
This translated collection of Byomkesh Bakshi mysteries is non-intrusive, mildly interesting—at times, pleasant—but ultimately tepid.
Varun Agarwal’s debut novel is not one that will appease critical eyes. Its charm lies in its sheer simplicity and the author’s easy, engaging style.
Tuhin Sinha’s latest novel—The Edge of Desire—accentuates the vices that prevail in the Indian government.
Replete with profanity, lechery, drugs, and dirty secrets, Anurag Kashyap’s latest is one of the most bad-ass movies ever to hit the silver screen in India.
Anjali Deshpande offers a scintillating take on one of the most tragic industrial accidents that the world has seen.
If you were to read stories about a regular day in your city, would they capture your interest long enough for you to reach the end?
Sridhar/Thayil are still one of the most eccentric, experimental, and unique bands in the Indian scene.
Often nightmarish, Shame can be best described as a story about neurosis and dysfunction.
With books such as the Tranquebar Book of Erotic Stories from Sri Lanka, literary erotica is slowly carving a niche of its own in the Indian market.
This is a book for those who enjoy glimpsing into the lives of others, watching from afar and analysing why they are the way they are.
Perhaps the reality is that only segments of stories are ours to tell, that the gaps must be filled by others.
