Culture and Media

POEM     The silence of the world immolates sunflowers desperate to bloom   The mother could not hear yet bore a son unable to be deaf to this world’s screams   Hollow souls wandered round you in Arles’s terrifying…

The 2021 Reading Marathon competitions concluded today at the National Library in Damascus with the awarding of the three winners in each of the Basic, Secondary and University stages. Some 100 young people participated in this national competition, which was…

POEM     Once upon a time ago An unremarkable remarkable man Walked upon the earth.   He looked just like an ordinary man But when he looked and spoke to you The ground you walked on, shook.   T’was…

Indian Culture   Guwahati: On the occasion of Vishwakarma Jayanti (which falls on the 17th of September), a northeast India-based engineers’ forum greets everyone, commenting that each individual has an engineering mind irrespective of their adopted professions. Lord Vishwakarma is…

Music     Words and Music by singer-songwriter Chris Wells These days, a song like this is hard to come by amidst the slew of mainstream music and videos that dominate the airwaves. A song with lyrics and a melody…

POEM     …without knowing why by the sound of the gondolas knocking against their mooring poles in Piazza San Marco the old houses with names in cold misty London lit balconies in the evenings in the stately neighborhoods of…

There is one thing that is universal and that is art, because art can also be present in health (Italivi Elorza Velasco) By Karla Mijangos Fuentes This time at REHUNO we took a turn at the concept of health, and…

Guwahati: Can the proprietors of mainstream newspapers and satellite news channels be compelled to make their annual balance sheets public in India? Or will it be possible to ask the professional journalists to go for self-declarations about their assets so…

ART     When it comes to coffee, I have been fond of tasting it with all of my senses. And, considering the origin country, I could do it happily considering that it could be from anywhere in the world!…

POEM      Truth: yours is a stark strange and terrible beauty   I love you above all things You’re always there at labyrinth’s end like the Minotaur like Death   You point me to what I truly have: no…