KRITHI

Who am l? Is someone knocking at the door? No, there is nobody. Is someone calling my name? No, there is nobody. Is someone looking at me? No, there is nobody. Then Who am I? Where am I from? I don't know. Yes, I am a stranger; not to others But to Me. - Jishina P. P

                             FOE “Castaway…..I am cast away.I am all alone.” Foe is a critically acclaimed novel written by the Nobel Prize winning South-African Novelist John Maxwell Coetzee.It tells the story of a castaway,Susan Barton who ventured to find her missing daughter and in the process got trapped in an isolated island.Susan along with Crusoe and Friday lived on that island for a comparatively long time and later she and Friday would be saved and taken back to England.Unfortunately Crusoe wouldn’t make it to England.Having been rescued,Susan met Daniel Foe,a writer and compelled him to write a novel based on her story.As he was interested in the project he agreed to it and began documenting her story.Willing to know the struggles of Susan on the isolated island and her escape from there?Then spare some time to read Foe.Since it’s a small novel it won’t demand much of your time.I would like to put in a word here-It is a re-telling of Daniel Defoe’s Robi

Deep inside the core of my heart, I have had a legion set of dreams. Of which this ought to be the recurring one. A dream that reshaped my notion. Every night, I saw a girl, Standing at a Cliff's edge, barefooted. That relied upon the turbulent ocean. Her hair was dancing at the mellow, Rhythm, of the eternal gyre of wind.  She feels the zephyr, With closed eyes and open heart. As if, it asks ' what's your purpose in life'. Raising her legs and stretching out her hands. She then shouted aloud, Letting the world to know that, She have a dream, that never terminates. A dream to flew the whole cosmos. A dream to trek the nooks and crannies of world. A dream to discover universe beyond encyclopedias. She had a dream to be " An explorer". ©theerthapavithrangayathri

A style of tribal painting called 'Gond Art'. Practised by Gond tribe in Madhya Pradesh. - Malavika

Oozing through My veins After a Sunday night head, On a Monday morning we let outset. A journey from darkness to light Cherished we make the courses so bright. At the very main entrance I stand, the loyal guide beside it I see. That long drawn path to the class, That fragrance wafting from the trees bloom, The garden benches with the tree benches & the love stories- written on them. The gallery crowded or lone, where love, friendship & bonds were made, Cafeteria and Canteen where even the Wealthy becomes poor by funds, both become rich by tummy. Your crush mingling with another gal or boy! The white house, never white, always bright with emotions, Halls, o' the gripping and grasping seminars arise. Library, great minds found solace, some never visited. Comp. lab noted at the last sem, staffroom peeped or side-eyed. Office always busy, the favorite for ones- with no id, short attendance and mobile fines. The classroom, great aroma, 3 years of all mischiefs, One p

 Books have always had a fetishist quality to them with their versatile shapes and sizes, beautiful prints and colours and the worlds to which they hold their key. Now as we live through a century where old things are replaced by new it is the concern of every reader like me that whether e-books replace printed books. The digital revolution was expected to obliterate printed book in the recent decades but they continue to cling on with their sales increasing every year compared to electronic books or e-books.    As a person who reads books a year both on and off kindle, I can see that e-books do have their advantages. They are flexible, easily attainable and publishable and affordable . Still there are those people who love everything about the written words like me who believe that the traditional books are here to stay even with the threat of e-books and here are some of the reasons for this. A real book is a sensory experience with emotional attachment and sense of nostalgia attac

' Just an aim to recreate classic art to fit the pandemic era' - Malavika

Who am I in the thoughts of others? Do they see me as me? Do they hear me as me? Do I feel as me? Or am I just a speck in the universe, Unknown and wandering thoughts in this vessel of skin.         - Lavanya. P

                         Far out of reach,I saw birds flying against the gentle breeze in an exuberant maneuver from the windowpane of a train. Astounded by the aesthetic view I sunk in Oblivion, to the days bygone that seems like eons ago and got etched in the depths of my soul. Those birds flying in flocks reminded me of my big-bang gang with two little guys and four teen girls forged from the so-called 'destined fate' As strangers we met, but made a bond like what stars are for the night sky Inevitable and incompatible, but one day it happened like it happens to all bonds. when the time came for us to say goodbyes we were torn apart to distant miles beyond reach and beyond range we left our hands high and dry. I know that the time had parted us but I can't describe how happy I am for those moments and for those beautiful memories I had made in the mist of dark and dawn I know that it's dead and buried but I accept this as an obvious truth that 'bonds

              MIDNIGHT’S CHILDREN Midnight’s Children is a 2012 film by Deepa Mehta which is an adaptation of Salman Rushdie’s Booker Prize winning novel of the identical name. Midnight’s Children as the title suggests is the story of the children who were born at the midnight of August 14,1947,the same night in which India attained freedom.It is said that these children possessed magical abilities which gave scope for Magical Realism in this film.Want to experience the magic yourself!Watch the movie and it will take you to a Fantasy world.This movie primarily focuses on the story of two of these midnight’s children Saleem and Shiva who were swapped by the nurse Mary Periera.The nurse committed this despicable act as she was convinced by her husband that it was the part of their rebellion to bridge the gap between the rich and the poor.The personal life of Saleem and the political turmoil in India was portrayed meticulously.Whenever Midnight’s Children comes into scene,the

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| LP ജീവിതം | ആ കാലത്ത് എന്നോടൊപ്പം എന്റെ ക്ലാസ്സിൽ ഒരു പെണ്ണ് ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നു.. നല്ല നീളമുള്ള..  ഇരുണ്ട നിറമുള്ള..  ഒരല്പം മെല്ലിഞ്ഞ..   തലയിൽ നിറയെ എണ്ണതേച്ചു പിടിപ്പിച്ച.. എപ്പോഴോ കിട്ടുന്ന ഇടവേളകളിലെല്ലാം  ഒരു മൂലയ്ക്ക് കിടന്നുറങ്ങുന്നൊരു പെണ്ണ്.  എല്ലായ്പ്പോഴും  അവളിങ്ങനെ കൈപ്പുറത്തു  മുഖം ചേർത്ത് ഉറക്കത്തിൽ  പാതിയടഞ്ഞ കണ്ണുകളുമായി  വായൊരല്പം തുറന്ന് ഇടയ്ക്ക്  ഒരു വശത്തുകൂടെ വെള്ളം ഒലിച്ചിറങ്ങിയുറങ്ങുന്നൊരു പെണ്ണ്... കൂട്ടുകാരൊക്കെ കളികളിൽ ഏർപ്പെടുമ്പോഴും കളിക്കാൻ കൂടാത്ത അധികം സംസാരിക്കാത്ത പെണ്ണ്...  കഞ്ഞി മേടിക്കാൻ നിരനിരയായി നിൽക്കുമ്പോൾ അവസാനം  നിക്കുന്നൊരു പെണ്ണ്... സ്കൂളിന്റെ പിറകിലായി  ചുമരിന്മേൽ ചങ്ങാതിമാർ  കളർ ചോക്കുകൊണ്ടു വരച്ച  ഇമ്പമേറുന്ന ചിത്രങ്ങൾ കാണാൻ വരാത്തൊരു പെണ്ണ്...  സ്കൂളിന്റെ വരാന്തയിൽ ആരോ കൊണ്ട് വെച്ച  സൈക്കിളിന്റെ സീറ്റിൽ  ഇടയ്ക്കൊക്കെ വെറുതെ  കൈവിരലുകൾ കൊണ്ട്  തലോടുന്നൊരു പെണ്ണ്... കളി കഴിഞ്ഞ് വിയർപ്പാലെ   താഴത്തെ കഞ്ഞിപ്പുരയുടെ  പിന്നാമ്പുറത്തു നിന്ന്  ചന്ദ്രിയേച്ചി അറിയാതെ  ചെറുപയർ കറി വെച്ച ,  കഴുകാൻ വെച്ച ചെമ്പിൽ    കൈയിട്ട് ചെമ്പിന്റെ വക്കു

BULBBUL OF NETFLIX AND NEELI OF MALABAR Most of us like to watch and read horror contents. And we are familiar with such characters. Those characters belong to a certain culture and place. But the stories are quite similar also. And we have such a character in our malabarian tradition, the Kalliyankattu Neeli or the Malabar Vampire, who has the sharp tooth to tore her prey into pieces. There are many stories related to Neeli. But what is common in it is her revenge. Her revenge towards the people who betrayed her. Coming to movies they used the character of Neeli more sensually. Mostly all horror movies used women as a ghost material. It's like a tradition that everyone follows. But there are exceptions also. As i said earlier different cultures have different stories to tell. And the recent release of Netflix’s Bulbbul by Anushka Sharma is also a different but similar version of Kalliyankattu Neeli. The story of Bulbbul revolves around the 19th century Bengal Preside

# title: Marx, At The Mall An endless night. An abandoned mall of desires unknown to my senses. Blinded by a future, a promise, which had already become a memory. That's all it was. That's all everything ever was. I was stuck in time. I felt myself drugged by a richness I was consuming and which was consuming me. I kept thinking, was I even there? Until one karkidaka vavu morning, I woke up to find that I was trapped in the shell of a crow. As I glanced at my feathery wings and clawed toes, I thought, 'how will I get to work tomorrow?' 'Ka-ka-karthika' I remembered my name. A voice of salvation. Where did it come from? Eventually my eyes fell upon another crow on the opposite branch. 'Yes?' 'Have you read kafka?' I looked puzzled. 'Ka-ka-kafka. Have you read him?' 'No.' 'Well you should.' 'Who are you?' 'Me? I'm the ghost of Karl Heinrich Marx.' 'Karl Heinrich Marx?' The name sounded

| അച്ഛനിലൂടെ തറവാട്ടോർമകൾ | 'ഹാ കുക്കൂ..  ചെണ്ടപ്പുറത്ത് കോലു വീഴുന്നേടത്തോളം നീയുണ്ടാവും എന്നൊരു ചൊല്ല്  എന്നേ സംബന്ധിച്ചിടത്തോളം  അക്ഷരാർത്ഥത്തിൽ ശരിയായിരുന്നു  അഞ്ചാം ക്ലാസ്സിൽ ന്ന് പഠിപ്പ് നിർത്തേണ്ടിവന്നതും നമ്മളെ ഇടവലക്കാർക്കൊക്കെ കവുങ്ങുമ്മൽ കയറീട്ടും ഞാൻ അന്ന് പൈസ സമ്പാദിച്ചു..  നിന്റെ ആപ്പനേ പഠിപ്പിക്കാനും അച്ചാച്ചന് വയ്യാത്ത ഒരവസ്ഥ വന്നപ്പോഴൊക്കെ  ഞാൻ ആയിരുന്നു ഉണ്ടായുള്ളൂ...   ചെക്കാ..  ഞാൻ ഈ പറഞ്ഞതൊക്കെ  നിനക്ക് വേണ്ടിയാണ്..  നിന്നേ ഞാൻ ഇപ്പോപ്പം  കുറേ ആയി ശ്രദ്ധിക്കുന്ന്  എപ്പോ നോക്കിയാലും ചായിന്റെ  ഒരു ഫോണും കൊണ്ട് കുത്തിരിത്തം. പടിക്കുന്നതാണെങ്കിൽ  ഞാൻ ഇത് പറയൂല്ലെനു...  ഇതതല്ലാലോ പല നാട്ടിലെ തിറെം  കണ്ട് ഇരിക്കല്ലന്നെ..  എപ്പോ നോക്കിയാലും  അമ്മ നിന്നോട് ഇതും  പറഞ്ഞല്ലേ വഴക്കിടാറ്..  ന്നിട്ടോ പോത്ത് തിരിയും പോലെ  നേരെ ഫോണിൽ തന്നെ..  ഞ്ഞ് അറിയുവോ  അന്ന് എനിക്കും ഉണ്ടെനു  നിന്നേ പോലെ തെയ്യപ്പിരാന്ത്..  മകരമാസം തൊട്ട് ഇടവപ്പാതിവരെ  നീണ്ടു നിൽക്കുന്ന ക്ഷേത്രോത്സവങ്ങൾക്കൊപ്പം  ആർപ്പുവിളികളുമായി  എന്റെ സാന്നിധ്യം നമ്മളെ നാട്ടിലെ  എല്ലാ ക്ഷേത്രങ്ങളിലും ഉണ്ടായിരു

"The pain of life overrides the joy to the point that joy does not exist... I am haunted by the vivid memories of killings and corpses and anger and pain...of starving or wounded children, of trigger happy madmen"                                        - Kevin Carter 'The vulture and the little girl' also known as the 'struggling girl' is a famous photograph taken by Kevin Carter. In April of 1994, Carter won a Pulitzer prize for the photo. Unfortunately, that was not enough to erase all the tragic events he had witnessed and photographed in short life from his mind and he took his own life that July.  The photo showed a starving toddler who was struggling to keep up with others and laid down to rest. Carter captured the heartbreaking scene when a vulture landed nearby and stalked the emaciated girl.  The photograph was published in The New York Times on March 26, 1993. Carter was heavily criticized for his photo as many thought he should have done

                        FRANKENSTEIN                                          - Santhwana Thomas                                       Be it an ancient myth or a modern fiction,we are given the impression that over-arching ambition can be lethal and it can lead to problems which none can prognosticate.This fact is validated by Prometheus and reiterated by Frankenstein.The driving force of this vaulting or over-arching ambition is Hubris.Hubris destroys the rationale in the individual and coerces him to fall prey to his desires and thus resulting in his downfall.Frankenstein was written by Mary Shelley in 1818,and it is a perfect blend of Gothic Horror and Science Fiction.It can be considered as the harbinger of Science Fiction by vividly portraying its Pros and Cons.Frankenstein recounts the story of a zealous scientist who ardently aspires to “Pioneer a new way,explore unknown powers and unfold to the world the deepest mysteries of creation,”but preposterously plu

Maybe you have a friend, loved one, or you could be thankful you have a roof over your head, food on table, family etc....... You might see a plenty of reasons around you,yet not find one single reason out of them which you should be happy..... We often have a psychology of nagging around things that didn't happen according to us... However we forget that there was some or other good in every badthings happened...... It is because we are more into finding the faults in things instead of focusing on the positive side of that same thing...... Know that good and bad things are the 2 sides of the same coin..... It doesn't matter how tough your life is or how bad our days are... There is always something good in it to be thankful for...... There are many things in this world that came towards without you asking for it.... So never take it granted and be grateful..... Thankfulness is the beginning of gratitude...... It may consist merely of words but gratitude is sho

   "If you don't like to read, you haven't found the right book"                         - J.K.Rowling     No one in this world is born a reader. It's a habit we all inculcate in our life journey. I have never been a person binge reading. Forget about binging, I was never a reader though. Let's say the reason why so was that I never found the book.  But the last couple of days seem to be the scenario changing one for me. As a person who always had a love towards the Thriller genre, went for 'The girl who lived' and I am here writing this post, dumbstruck.         The girl who lived by Christopher Greyson held me in the same place in the same position till I was out of pages.     Faith Winters - the only girl who survived among the five is the central character of the story. The story revolves around, trying to find the killer. At the beginning of the book, she is seen at an asylum as she is deemed crazy for what she narrated before the cops

  എഴുതിക്കൊണ്ടിരിക്കുമ്പോൾ തന്നെ സാമൂഹ്യമാധ്യമങ്ങളിലൂടെ അസാമാന്യമായ തരത്തിൽ ജനശ്രദ്ധ നേടിയ നോവലാണ് രാജശ്രീയുടെ കല്യാണിയെന്നും ദാക്ഷായണിയെന്നും പേരായ രണ്ടു സ്ത്രീകളുടെ കഥ എന്ന നോവൽ .ഫേസ്ബുക്കിൽ ഓരോ ദിവസവും ഓരോ അധ്യായമായി പ്രസിദ്ധീകരിച്ചിരുന്ന നോവൽ പുസ്തകം ആകുമ്പോഴേക്കുതന്നെ വലിയതോതിലുള്ള ചർച്ചയും നടന്നിരുന്നു. ഏതാണ്ട് 60 വർഷം മുമ്പ് കേരളത്തിലെ നാട്ടിൻപുറത്ത് താമസിച്ചിരുന്ന രണ്ട് സ്ത്രീകളുടെ ജീവിതമാണ് പ്രധാനമായും നോവൽ ചർച്ച ചെയ്യുന്നത് കഥയോടൊപ്പം തന്നെ ദേശ ചരിത്രവും നോവലിൽ അവതരിപ്പിക്കുന്നുണ്ട് ഒരർത്ഥത്തിൽ ഈ സ്ത്രീകളുടെ കഥ കേരളത്തിൻറെ ഒരു കാലഘട്ടത്തിൻറെ കഥകൂടി ആണ് നാടൻ തൊഴിലുകൾ ചെയ്ത് ജീവിക്കുന്ന സ്ത്രീകളുടെ ആർജ്ജവവും കരുത്തും അവരുടെ ജീവിതത്തിലെ വലിയ പ്രത്യേകതകളാണ് .സൗഹൃദവും പണികളുമായി സന്തോഷകരമായ ജീവിച്ചിരുന്ന ഇവരുടെ ജീവിതത്തിലേക്ക് ഓരോ പുരുഷന്മാരുടെ വരവോടുകൂടിയാണ് ജീവിതം ഗതി മാറി ഒഴുകി തുടങ്ങിയത് .ആണിക്കാരൻ എന്നും കോപ്പു കാരൻ എന്നും അറിയപ്പെടുന്ന ഇവർ കഥയിലെ പേരില്ലാത്ത പുരുഷ കഥാപാത്രങ്ങളാണ് സ്വന്തം ദേശത്തിൽ നിന്ന് പലായനം ചെയ്യേണ്ടി വരുന്നതാണ് ഇവരുടെ ജീവിതത്തിലെ കടുത്ത പ്രതി

RESILIENCE AND INGENUITY IN BACURAU                                        -Santhwana Thomas Bacurau is a Brazilian award-winning,avant-garde film of 2019.This film is the brainchild of Juliano Dornelles and Kleber Mendonca Filho.This film depicts the triumphant story of a minority of people who refused to succumb to the rivals at the face of combat.They fought against the adversaries with much grit and ingenuity.At the onset itself we are told that the sequences portrayed in the film foreshadow events which would take place a few years later.We are to look at this film from a futuristic perspective.As the film commences we are shown coffins which in itself signifies death.We also witness coffins being crushed under the wheels of a truck which denotes even more violence ahead.The following scenes direct us towards a house where everything is set for the funeral of the Matriarch.Flabbergasting the audience,there comes an old woman named Domingas hurling reproaches at the dea

*_MAY RED NEVER REMIND ME OF THESE_* "What red reminds you of? " "If they only let me speak,  Perhaps,  It'd be the women in carmine Kashmiri shalls,  The lips, eyes that blink in innocence  The crimson flow from a starving 'dalit body',  Vermilion splatters from the 'top-notch khaki ' In their cells, libraries and at university gates,  And my land,   ~My~ land of no LOVE, but warm restless blood." - Erfana A K   2nd BA F. E

 I feel that it's high time that I wrote about my favourite book. Be warned not to judge the book entirely based on my review because even the best of critics couldn't totally describe the amount of beauty this book holds, let alone me. This is one book that I am sure of never leaving my heart for a very long time. 'The Thousand Splendid Suns' by Khaled Hosseini. The name of the book might be unfamiliar to some but the author is less likely to not be of your knowledge. He was hailed all around the world for his first novel 'The Kite Runner' which had brought about some controversy at its time of release. Several countries had denounced the book at the time considering it to contain sensitive content that was not fit for the audience that it was written for. But don't worry, all disputes have been settled, the book is now publicly available and might also have been read by many of you. Owing to the mentioned reasons, the Kite Runner is the most popular among