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Countless Transcendentals: Kant on Discourse and Quantity

Debajyoti Mondal “Always quantify writing.” – Deleuze & Guattari, A Thousand Plateaus This essay is a mad enterprise in dismantling Kant’s philosophy, particularly his project of...

Miracle of the Magpie

  Anatole France I LENT, of the year 1429, presented a strange marvel of the Calendar, a conjunction that moved the admiration not only of the common crowd of the Faithful, but eke of Clerks, well...

Corporeal Punishment, English & Homosocial Tactility

Niladri R. Chatterjee         There is a story I had once heard somewhere about a Western woman visiting Calcutta.  This was her second visit.  The first visit was in the 1970s...

Two Walls : Art & Land

“One Project. Two Sites.” Curator Josef Ng warned viewers at the start that Lin Yilin’s project, carried out in Chiang Mai and Bangkok, presents two utterly different sides of itself. And in the end...

No More A Barrier Than A Couple of Beers Between

    We are Invincible. We Cannot,  We do not Deserve to Lose  February 2, 1994     To Mr. Gaspar Morquecho Escamilla, Tiempo newspaper, San Cristóbal de las Casas:   Sir: I...

Death and the Automobile

Priyasha Mukhopadhyay     The driving force behind every nation’s story of progress is a motor car   In his introduction to Paul Virilio’s Speed and Politics Benjamin Bratton writes of how a history...

Bandmaster @ Cossipore

  Akhlaq Dorjee Chanda      (Poems dedicated to Tushar Roy)       Factory Tagore   Juggling oranges and eggs. Plus, tables for 17 memorised At such tender age? Remarkable...

Darling of a Pigmy Size: Parenting, Child Care and Child-at-Risk

Aryak Guha     The Image-Event “A two and a half year old boy banging his head on the floor whenever he sees his mother is a very disturbing scene, but that is precisely what Abhigyan...

The Pathan

A.K. Hangal, from Karachi Central Jail He was unusually thin and frail for a Pathan. Perhaps he mistook me for a fellow Pathan because of my attire and he stopped near my cell to speak to me. I was in...

Adda at Barda’s Shop

Amitranjan Basu When I stood at the main gate of National Library and looked ahead, I got a jolt! Where did Barda’s shop go? I crossed the road and came near the gate of the Zoo and discovered that...

Justice in a Landscape of Trees

Rajarshi Dasgupta Homeward Bound How does a call for justice appear? When is such a call thought justified? Standing at the crossroads of 1947, as colonial rule came to end in south Asia, the Indian...

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