Deepavali
Afraid of Forgetting; The Hands Pass Tradition
In hopes of keeping the tradition alive, the writer and photographer documents hands, and spaces as a means to keep tradition alive.
Simmering by ask.
Just last night, I was watching the fireworks from my window and that’s how I said it. But my hands were stabbing the air to barter with Their interest because Their eyebrows, from what little I could see, were creasing together to figure out... The triumph of good over evil; their meanings separated by region…
A Labour of Existence by Shre Maha
Deepavali is two days away. Currently writing this in between some nei urundai making. I can’t feel my fingertips, it feels as though they may have melted off. However, I’d like for you to hear this.
A Pandemic Deepavali Prayer 2021
This article was written and photographed by Vaneesha Krishnasamy for Mulazine's Deepavali Segment 2021.
MY DEEPAVALI DIED WITH MY FATHER BY THEYVAPAALAN S JAYARATNAM
"I WAS NAMED AFTER THIS VERY GOD , DEVA BALAMURUGAN = DEVA BALAN = THEYVAPAALAN
The Aalamaram by Sevanthi Lake written by Shre M.
Sevanthi Lake is always there. And with it ;Home.
Thank You For Your Wish, but…
I guess this Deepavali, I am going to tame the bitterness in my mouth with every sweet treat I can find closest to me.
