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Why Gorkhaland?

2 min read Eashani Chettri, a young poetess from Darjeeling, with the help of these heart-wrenching verses, speaks out in behalf of people very dear to her whose voices have been suppressed for decades.

Arcane Gestures

< 1 min read A face.It’s dark.Can’t see it properly.Maybe it is my Mother keeping an eye on me,Hoping that I would make her proud someday.Caring in the most selfless way.I have to be the stone she can cling to in heavy rain. A voice.It’s noisy.Can’t hear it properly.Maybe it is my Father calling out to me,Hoping that I … Read moreArcane Gestures

The Headhunters of North-East India | Infamous tales of the Konyak Tribe from Nagaland

3 min read They often attacked nearby villages of other tribes, chopping off heads of opposing warriors and bringing them home as trophies to hang in the Morong(a communal house). With the exception of these displays of violent behavior, the tribe members always used to and still, to this day, respect their traditions and other cultural practices, even though headhunting has ceased to be a part of the Konyak lifestyle.

I am a Haunted House

6 min read Please do me a favour, pack your bags and visit me here, I am still here where I was left among the dead, a house that is very much alive.
I’ll let you be the judge of my haunted walls. Come, it’s not everyday you get an invite from a haunted house.
I ache for a human soul.

“The Self” Series | A photo-story by Aakriti and Reyhan

2 min read Note:Everything of everything is in everything.The same underlying facets that make a blizzard.You and I are different conglomerates of the same atoms.Bound by the same forces in the most elementary level and still distinct in shape and function, existence.Still, the same. However, this moment, I choose to dare and perturb the balance of ambiguity in … Read more“The Self” Series | A photo-story by Aakriti and Reyhan

An Inquiry of the Truth

2 min read Our body is only the sheath but the sward blade is our soul. Here, the sheath (the body) is an illusion and the sword blade ( the soul) is the truth (SATYA) but we believe in what we see, we’re only human and chiefly rely on the imformation our senses provide us with, so for us sheaths in the shape of a sword itself is the ultimate truth!

A Different Kind of Dasai

2 min read My grandmother remembers a different kind of dasai, She talks about old sunny skies, A time when the golden rays smiled upon her face, When the breeze spoke of the valiant goddess, When the earth rejoiced every Autumn, She remembers a different kind of dasai. My grandmother smiles wistfully at me, Her old, green eyes … Read moreA Different Kind of Dasai

आरामले भैहाल्छ

2 min read बग्नु छ कालैको पानीझरिको छिटाहरुका नदि बनेर, उड्नु छ यी हाड्-मासमा प्वाँख सरीका पखेटा बनाई, मनस्पट्टमा हिजो बुनेको मझेत्रो म आज ओढ्ने छु न सुक्ला नदि त्यो, वसन्तको तापमा न झर्ला मझेत्रो शिशिरको विलापमा म उडि् रहन्छु त्यो कालो आकाशमा, होस कालै त्यो दृष्य, चमेरा सरिका। सोंचदा सोंचदै मैले सयौं भाषण दिई सकें, एकान्त मै … Read moreआरामले भैहाल्छ

Largesse – Suzanna, Suzanna

19 min read Kate Sarah, a writer from Darjeeling (also a Redendron Ink author), in her novel Largesse crafts yet another mind-blowing chapter, so be prepared to catch your breath every three seconds.

It’s okay to feel shame

Shame

2 min read Hriidaii Raj Chettri, a 17 year old novelist from Gangtok sheds light upon the feeling of shame and how it is widely demonised when it should not be. He shares his insights on how shame can be used as a constructive tool to better ourselves and how it could help us adhere to a spiritually fulfilling set of values.