Hi there! As the weather changes to give way to the chills, Spark is happy to give you some warmth with its October issue titled ‘Attachment.’ Read on for heartwarming fiction, interesting poetry and non-fiction accounts of what people could get attached to, all topped up with some beautiful photography. We’ve got our dose of non-thematic non-fiction on The Lounge too. We hope you enjoy this edition and as always, we look forward to hearing from you on what you thought about Spark this month.
Vinita Agrawal’s poem is a humorous piece on her attachment to physical books as opposed to digital editions and electronic versions. Read on.
Krish meets Chris, a boxer like himself, in Vegas. The encounter makes Krish reminisce about a different life in a different place – Shom Biswas writes the story about one’s attachment to a small town.
Inspired by the song ‘My Darling Clementine’ and its tune, Parth Pandya elucidates the addiction to nicotine through a poem.
Discussing the highly controversial (and yet extremely popular) ‘Blurred Lines’ by Robin Thicke, Kalpanaa Misra believes the culprit could be our attachment to the age-old misogynist belief that men have rights over women’s bodies. Such songs only promote rape culture, she writes.
A man reminisces the relationship he has had with rain through his years, from a point when rain changed from being ‘it’ to ‘she.’ Sanjay Gopinath pens the story.
It’s a dream in which he sees his desired one tenderly express love. M.Mohankumar’s poem captures the dream.
Vani Viswanathan discusses her attachment to what she considers sunshine in a bottle – beer.
Andy Paula’s work of fiction talks about a strong-willed mother and her resolute daughter, Joba, and the intricacies of the relationship that they share.
Revelle writes a poem on the attachment to love.
Maheswaran Sathiamoorthy captures various kinds of addiction through the lens.
When someone dear doesn’t respond to your call repeatedly, you realise that the thread of attachment is gone. M.Mohankumar’s poem brings out this disconnect subtly.
Days before she turns 18, a young woman finds herself unable to come to terms with the kind of responsibilites that 18 loaded on people. She looks to escape into her carefree days through a Barbie. Ankitha tells the story.
Could a few square feet of space mean the world to someone? Bindu John talks about her attachment to her room: her pillar of strength, the place where she truly belonged.