Agents of Life – Not My Leaders
We, as a community, are in that state of a drunkard’s evening where he forgets every insult he has been meted out, and every humiliation…
We, as a community, are in that state of a drunkard’s evening where he forgets every insult he has been meted out, and every humiliation…
Recently we had shared the news about Smriti Rai, daughter of Bijay Rai from of Bhargoan Busty in Batasey, Maney Bahnjyang needing help with the…
Bands from our hills shined bright this year at the Hornbill Festival, which is one of the biggest music festivals in the country. There are…
Life is a mix of all kinds of emotions, the good and the bad ones. Through TheDC, we common people have been able to share…
At the moment, I am living in that part of the world where in every street or corner you can find puri, “ghuguni” and puffed…
Its 11 in the morning. Dhiren is resting on the railings of the most prominent “hawa ghar” at the mall road, while he is looking…
The arrival of October and the sun that surprisingly becomes tolerable, gives me a sudden reminder of the pleasant feeling that must be oozing out…
It is 5 a.m. in the morning – the train is honking loud while it slows down preparing for a halt ahead. I look outside…
It’s around 7 in the morning when your home is filled with the sweet aroma of tea, amidst which you enjoy small sips of it,…
Recently, during my stay in the plains, I would go around for a walk in the morning after waking up. What I would see were…