Moving images make up a movie. Having said that, how can we forget its precedent – the still images? Sandhya Ramachandran pays a tribute to the photographs through a poem.
Sandhya Ramachandran loves Ahmedabad for reasons more than one. It’s a place that has taught her many things and has given her a truckload of memories. Catch her sharing her feelings for the city that has given her priceless wings. Sandhya also promises some bonus. She picks some moments in her train journey from Ahmedabad back home – a short piece that will make you say, ‘Oh yes, I have been there too!’.
Something a woman would say. Let me be. Art by Sandhya Ramachandran. This is the coverpage art for the March 2011 issue.
Sandhya approaches the idea of creativity in a different way! Check out her sketches!
A poem that will bring back memories of childhood summers. Poetry by Sandhya Ramachandran.
Do dead dreams have tears? Maybe they do. They walk their long, arduous journey to the pool of deserted life and cry their tears dry. All dead dreams lie dormant in that pool; a stray arrow of thought may travel its way through and poke at a dead dream – igniting it to life just for a while and when a dead dream awakes..
