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When you've been too long in the rooms of English,
Open your windows to the fresh air of Malayalam.
- Jeet Thayil, 'Malayalam’s Ghazal'
I am sinner, I am saint. I am the beloved and the betrayed. I have no joys that are not yours, no aches which are not yours. I too call myself I.
- Kamala Suraiyya Das, 'An Introduction'
QISSA - the magazine -
For the love of the written word
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