This time next week, SHOUT will no longer be there, and I am not sure how to feel about it.
Goodbyes have always left a sour taste in my mouth.
Old friend, you will be kept alive in jotted snippets and paper clippings.
On this last issue of SHOUT, all that’s left to say is thank you, and goodbye.
Most guys don’t have the slightest clue about how to dress themselves.
Instead of the usual 9-5 jobs, Palash decided to work as a freelancer and is doing so successfully.
The "not all men” argument can be futile for a lot of reasons, the most important being a disruption in the discourse.
As his blindness grew, I became an intruder in my own home.
Is climate alarmism really the most productive way to handle the thought of climate change?
SHOUT sat down with Zareen to hear about her life, her experiences, and her reaction to winning the award through her undergraduate thesis.
Leo had just finished his painting. He took a few steps away from the canvas to have a better look – a lady standing on a landscape with a pale smile.
The soil, it sings with what was here.
I am writing to you from our barren bed, watching as your shadow moves just outside the room, beyond my reach.
A late summer in June,
Have you ever gotten into an elevator, saw one of your quieter classmates or neighbours, and tried asking them how they were doing?
Are you feeling a burning sensation in your eyes?
Local decorators go on strike after their chairs came back broken from a political event.
On September 13, a woman named Mahsa Amini, 22, from Iran’s Kurdish province was put under arrest for a dress-code violation in the country’s capital Tehran.
Never have I been asked if I enjoy the work I am doing.