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Nitish Kumar: The Development Man Who Turned Complacent

Jan 29, 2024 | outlookindia.com | Santosh Singh |Rapid-Fire Round With

………………………………………………….. Nitish Kumar did not do anything for the Kurmi Chertna rally. Yet, he hijacked it… ………………………………………………….. My development card did not pay off. Narendra Modi’s all cards had clicked… …………………………………………………… A seven-kilometer ride through serpentine concrete road from Harnaut block town of Nalanda takes one to Kalyanbigha village. A temple is the first landmark at the very entrance of the village, now boasting of an ITI centre, a hospital, a power sub-station and two schools.
December 23, 1949: Abdul Barkat Sees Divine Ram Lalla

Jan 21, 2024 | outlookindia.com | Hozefa Ujjaini |Lal Singh Dil |Beni Sumer Yanthan |Rapid-Fire Round With

On Friday December 23 1949, not too long after Independence, the Shri Rām Janmabhoomi dispute resurfaced when Rām Lallā idols mysteriously appeared in the Babri structure at Ayodhya in the dead of the night. That day was destined to become a starting point for a long drawn-out legal battle and a protracted public movement of unprecedented scale in the history of free India.
Of Struggle And Resilience: Poems From The Northeast

Jan 10, 2024 | outlookindia.com | Rapid-Fire Round With

Garden in a Graveyard My mother will one day tell my daughters what she has always told me, Don’t bite the hand that feeds you. Only this time, I’ll make sure they know that if it’s feeding them poison, it’s okay to burn the kitchen down as well.
Tracing Occupation Stories In Palestine

Jan 4, 2024 | outlookindia.com | Rapid-Fire Round With

SCENE 5: NOTHING I had some things. Where are they? Where are my things? Where are they? Where are my things? Ah, I had . . . I had some books. I took the books. I had four books. I took four books from our home. Our home? Oh, yes, our home . . . ! (She imagines her home.) Our home had a blue gate, stairs and handrail, I used to go up the stairs. Hey . . . no! Our home was on the first floor. I used to go out of my room straight to the garden. I remember the dog that I used to play with.
'Palestinians Stubbornly Survive': Remembering Edward Said's Words 20 Years Later

Jan 1, 2024 | outlookindia.com | Rapid-Fire Round With

There is no Palestinian army of occupation, no Palestinian tanks, no soldiers, no helicopter gun-ships, no artillery, no government to speak of. But there are the “terrorists” and the “violence” that Israel has invented so that its own neuroses can be inscribed on the bodies of Palestinians, without effective protest from the overwhelming majority of Israel’s laggard philosophers, intellectuals, artists, peace activists.
A Palestinian Living Steadfast In Exile

Jan 1, 2024 | outlookindia.com | Rapid-Fire Round With

March 31, 2003 A misty day of slow-moving low fog. At noon, as the sun attempted to penetrate this gossamer veil that had fallen over Ramallah, I circled around the building that had once housed the Israeli military court and prison to see what remained. Perched on one of the highest hills of Ramallah, this rectangular British Mandate-built police fortress of reinforced concrete was constructed around an open inner courtyard.
'My Homeland Is Not A Suitcase...': From The Words Of Palestinian Poet Mahmoud Darwish

Dec 29, 2023 | outlookindia.com | Ankit Ojha |Rapid-Fire Round With

Palestinian national poet Mahmoud Darwish’s works are seeped in the sights and sounds and sorrows of his beloved homeland. Placed under house arrest in his youth for his political activism and poetry, Mahmoud spent 26 years of his life in exile, between Paris and Beirut. Palestinian cities and villages, lakes and rivers, orange trees and olive groves, garlic and wheat and bread—pivotal symbols of Palestinian culture and history found a place in the poet in exile’s writing.
The Fight To Preserve Endangered Languages In India

Dec 15, 2023 | outlookindia.com | Vimala Devi |Chetna Maroo |Priyamvada Mangal |Rapid-Fire Round With

Deepa Pawar, 37, grew up in a tent in a basti in Mumbai. She and her friends— all belonging to the Ghisadi tribe—studied in a government school, but were discouraged from conversing among themselves in their community language—Ghisadi Arsi Parsi. These memories stayed with her while growing up. Pawar—now an activist—fears that her generation may be the last to speak the language or even know that it exists.