@Harpers As an avid reader, I've always marvelled at the therapeutic power of memoirs. And this is one of those rare pieces. Kudos, the author and @Harpers. To soldiering on!
“If you simply ‘let go,’ without any clear destination, you inevitably fall back on the very thing you are trying to escape: yourself.”
Meghan O’Gieblyn on attention, and willpower.
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A critical re-evaluation of feminist studies in India requires contextual reflection on and theorisation of liberal normative legal concepts.
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#CaravanCollection | On 15 May, during an open-court hearing, the chief justice of India, Surya Kant, described critics who questioned the system as “parasites” and compared unemployed young people entering media, activism and public-interest work to “cockroaches.” The remarks came less than a year after Kant’s elevation to the country’s highest judicial office. In 2019, when he was elevated to the Supreme Court, The Caravan had reported on allegations of corruption and tax evasion that had followed his judicial career for years.
Over the past decade, The Caravan has reported on several chief justices of India and the legal establishment surrounding them who have shaped the relationship between the judiciary and the executive. This Caravan Collection #43 brings together a selection of those profiles, investigations and reported essays from our archives.
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Famously known for communal harmony and unity, nauchandi mela in Meerut, Uttar Pradesh is a month-long fair whose history dates back hundreds of years. According to local lore, in 1034, a large number of people gathered at the site of where the Sufi saint Bale Miyan died. Locals claim that this tradition continued for centuries, and that the event was declared a fair, the Nauchandi Mela, in the late 1800s, purportedly by the British administration.
The site of the fair is also home to the Chandi Devi temple, situated across from the Hazrat Bale Miyan dargah, making it a syncretic site—both Hindus and Muslims worship at these sites, and the two shrines open their doors to devotees of all religions. The fair is held around the time of the Hindu festival Navratri, which is celebrated at the temple, and the Urs festival, a Sufi pilgrimage, celebrated at the dargah. It stands today as a symbol of communal harmony and the shared, mixed cultures of Hindus and Muslims.
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Happy International Workers’ Day!
To kick it off, here’s a thread of #MayDay posters from around the world.
Let's start in Austria, with this poster from 1891.
@Longreads@PlacesJournal Which is amazing. But it also means that people who are least interested in the books, chatting away in groups, roam the bookstore, which is quite a nuisance to avid bibliophiles like me. And these are not at all people who can't be elsewhere.
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A group of Hindu students were seen forming a human chain to protect Muslim students praying at India’s Lucknow University after authorities locked the campus mosque.
It didn’t kill me, but something changed,
A piece of me lost, forever estranged.
I walked away, yet not the same,
A shadowed soul, a quiet flame.
That day took part of who I was,
Left me searching, without cause.
I carry on, but feel the void,
A heart once whole, now destroyed.
It didn’t end me, but I’m not whole—
An echo remains, deep in my soul.
I’m here, I breathe, but truth denied—
A part of me, that day, quietly died.
Call for contributions: Archiving Oceans in Fiction: As part of a JPN - IIT Indore funded project we are building an open-source literary archive focused on representations of oceans, seas, and other water bodies in fiction. google form link:
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