No Detergent Can Undo
Sreyashi Goswami Books: Lover forever, makes strong friends, permanent enemies. Flower: Softness or is it hallucination. Brotherhood: Feeling towards a brother that needs to be chiseled for...
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Form, Sensation, Emotion
[HUG interviews Santanu Das in the wake of his talk on D. H. Lawrence’s poetry in Delhi University on February 9, 2012] HUG: If I may take your reflections on Lawrence this week...
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Success, Publishing & Indian Comics
Bharath Murthy This piece is a presentation of my views on the comics medium in India, and some of my ideas for the growth of the form. These ideas are the result of...
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Beware the Swiss Bearing Sausages?
Prasanta Chakravarty In a 2007 art summer school held in Irsee, southern Germany, the English artist Clive Head and the Anglo-Cypriot writer and art theorist Michael Paraskos held a joint class. Head and Paraskos had previously taught together at...
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Post-colonial Kali
Arindam Chakrabarti Before Independence, patriotism often took the shape of mother-worship. The rhetoric of ‘sacrifice’ or balidaan bridged the gap between the political and the religious. In these post-patriotic times, should we, globalized urban intellectuals,...
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Bashonti
Chandril Bhattacharya Is this Bashonti Sanyal who imprints red-lac dye and rubs lotus-petals on her palms. Is this Bashonti Mukherjee who lights candles every morning on the window sill so that her lover...
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Beginnings, Beginnings, Beginnings: A Letter
A letter from Hans Ulrich Obrist to Hou Hanru Dear Hanru, Thanks so much for your message and many congratulations on your Lyon Biennale. This is an occasion to think about the Internet...
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“You Have Seen Nothing in Hiroshima, Nothing”: Evidence & Cinematic Image
T.P. Sabitha Alain Resnais’ film, Hiroshima mon amour (1957), makes an audacious claim when the Japanese man makes this remark repeatedly to his French lover when she claims to have “seen” Hiroshima: “Tu...
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Ousted from your Poplars
Jack Mapanje The Seashells of Bridlington North Beach (for Mercy Angela) She hated anything caged, fish particularly, Fish caged in glass boxes, ponds, whatever; ‘Reminds me of prisons and slavery,’ she said;...
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Glass Consciousness
Brinda Bose & Prasanta Chakravarty The self-reflexive Stephane Mallarme, acutely aware of the limitations of language, acknowledges in his essay ‘Bucolique’ the inability of language to contain grandeur. Language cannot and should...
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The City and the Writer: In Bogota with Gonzalo Marquez Cristo
If each city is like a game of chess, the day when I have learned the rules, I shall finally possess my empire, even if I shall never succeed in knowing all the...
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Of Whistling, Chewing & Other Satanic Arts
[HUG reproduces the manifesto of The Society for the Suppression of Public Obscenity in India, an umbrella organization/lobby which sought to transform certain practices of everyday life in India in the late...
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On The Poverty of Student Life
Mustapha Khayati [First published in 1966 at the University of Strasbourg by students of the university and members of the Internationale Situationniste. A few students elected to the student union printed 10,000...
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Re-reading Marquez’s Memoir
Manash Bhattacharjee Many writers and critics have complained about the term “magic realism” used to describe much of Latin American writing by the world publishing market. It was the Cuban novelist Alejo Carpentier...
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