by Harsahej Mann
There are no facts , only interpretations – Frederick Nietzsche
Epiphany
Blank . Empty . Ephemeral . Ethereal .
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Artistic Confessions in BTS Black Swan
by Afnan.
It is the 7th year of BTS as artists. Amidst the anticipations surrounding their comeback album, Map of the Soul: 7, BTS drops the orchestral version of Black Swan (2020). The music video is an art film performed by MN Dance Company. This collaboration is part of CONNECT, BTS the global art project of experiments with multimedia art, and in effect, blurring boundaries to connect with different genres of art.
Continue readingAbstract Notes to Myself
Written by Sonam Chhomo.
Faint memories, often repressed ones
Appear bluer than usual
On some blue days.
Continue readingLet’s hear the Almighty’s Hypothetical Quandary
Written by Ananya Singh.
I built a house
I thought it was perfect,
Could never accommodate a defect
One of the best,
Unfortunately, unable to harbor the desirable effect
Its inhabitants were being put to test between them emerged a colossal unrest
So, they left.
Searching for the adversity
With a deep disconcerting disposition
Women’s voice within the Folk Songs of Ladakh
Written by Namgyal Angmo.
The songs which are influenced by the culture, lifestyle and tradition of a certain place -where they are sung- are called folk songs. The songs may differ as per the place, culture and religion. Folk songs represent the culture of contemporary society just as they represent the culture of past generations. How can they do both?
All of me
Written by Stanzin Lhadol.
There are sides to me, I adore.
There are others,
I do not want to call mine.
Do you take all of me?
Raw Whispers Magazine, edition 3.
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Am I me or you?
Written by Harsahej Mann.
Are you you or them? Am I me or you? What am I, but the experiences I had through you? Am I just another extension cord, leading to you? Is there a me at all? Am I “I” or am I just an artificially induced you?
We do not often realise it, even as it happens. Every second, the edges of our “ self” are grated off by the abrasive gaze of the other . Even as I write this, the grated edges of my “self” may be falling like snowflakes , on the cold hard marble flooring of my room . Whether they are actually falling, I cannot say for as I said we often do not realise it, even while our self is disintegrating into mere dust.
An Open Letter on Behalf of All Those who’ve been Having It Rough Lately.
Written by Amla Srivastava.
It’s been pretty tiresome lately. Each day gets progressively tougher and with each battle that we fight, we lose a little bit of our strength and a little bit of ourselves.
Green vale and the White Conch shell
Written by Rinchen.
Skalzang’s story chapter 2.
“Oh, but she has no problems… She can’t take things because she’s always had it so easy…always got everything…didn’t expect this from her………she won’t understand…..she thinks she knows everything, when she doesn’t……why’s she so sad…..she doesn’t have problems…..she’s acting crazy…….she just makes things up………… she has no real problems….she has very extreme opinions”
Skalzang just had one question in response, “How do you know?”
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