Essay

I’m a Bullock!

Vishnu S. Rai I’m a bullock. Not a rhino or a panda – not even a wild African donkey. They are privileged animals, I am

Tomorrow

Ritambhara Dhungana The second a person is born, wrapped in the warmth of somebody’s arms, the newborn cries, not just because of discomfort, but, as

FOMO or JOMO?

Ritambhara Dhungana You’re at home, in bed, looking through your phone when you see your friend’s post from a party or an exciting event, laughing