Sakshi Gupta Once Upon A Time This tree is somewhere standing majestically in the Cubbon Park of Bangalore. As I enter this place, I feel each of those twisted and crooked branches reaching out to me. I sit under one of them, suddenly aware of the glaring sun which had been following me until now….
Category: TWI Winter Issue 2021
TWI Poetry: Two Poems
Shamayita Sen Binary Thoughts I wake rubbing the night off my eyes. Binary thoughts criss-cross in time. We exchange pleasantries in a mindless daze. A world exists in my eardrums. I have partial memories to gorge upon: my grandfather has invited us to tea, I tug at your shirt, run my fingers on the pock mark on your forehead—I feel the intimacy, your…
TWI Poetry: The Autumn Twilight
Monobina Nath The curls on the sky Split into lotus and Pistachio tint Blooms on My palette That has no paint- To dip, To revive My ageing leaves, Driving in dreams To and fro- An imaginary swing. I’m holding my paintbrush- Firmly, intimately To fill, to erase- My thirsty canvas To get moist By the…
TWI Poetry: Prosthetic Beings
Divisha Chaudhry I hug youYou hug me The prosthetic gods are born like this We all contain divine elementsIt is the present that is rustedand so when we hug We become something plasticSomething which we manufacturedPatiently, tediously and diligently We hugWe become someone extraordinarySomething polished and We dissolve into our prosthetic parts That cling against…
TWI Poetry: Bathing an Old Woman
Basudhara Roy Coming to an old woman’s bodyis like coming to the end of the earth.A rainforest weary of plundershrinks here to autumnal renunciation. In her, an ancient monumentstanding erect to generations of awe seeks anonymity, dissolution.The face rises and sets with the sun. The bones’ currency spent, they lookfor reasons to succumb to gravity.Decalcified, they…
The Woman Inc. 