The dusk has settled, and it’s late, getting darker every second. The sky is a deep purple, almost violet, like the ink I used for my sixth-grade homework.

Satyajit Ray’s classic captures the essence of unspoken love, intellectual companionship, and the silent turmoil of a broken heart.

Painting helps me observe the world, embrace people and emotions when they are here, and let them go when their time has come.

The exhibit explores timeless fusion of heritage and creativity as Nepal’s century-old mythology unfolds in a captivating tale of fine and contemporary artistry.

Such counterfeit cosmetics put consumers at risk of unknowingly exposing themselves to harmful chemicals.

The sight of him holding the beige paper hit a nerve somewhere in me.

I run to my best friend Sai's house, hoping he will sense my presence or at least my spirit. It turns out he already graduated from school and moved out of town.