The Colourful Journey of my Writing

My first recorded writing was my scribbles in my grandad’s diary that proclaimed “Book is god.” Who knows what was going on in my head to write that? When I discovered that tattered diary and found my writing, I realised decades later, it’s on brand for me. I grew up in a family with limited […]

Relevance of Natyashastra

South Asian Heritage Month marked by Sanskruti Centre July 2023 Sanskruti Centre for Cultural Excellence, an arts charity based in the UK marked the South Asian Heritage Month with an important talk on the relevance of Natyashastra- the ancient Indian classic on performing & creative arts. Organised at the Nehru Centre recently, the event had […]

Home is where Creativity is

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Hello and welcome to my story. My name is Inshirah Kishwar Sakhawat Russell. You can call me Inshra. I’m a Bangladeshi-born British person who has been living in London for the last 20 years. My roots are in Dhaka, Bangladesh, and the richness of culture and values those 19 years of living there with my […]

‘My story’ with Dr Waheed Arian – from fearing for our lives to saving lives

This year’s theme for South Asian Heritage Month (18 July to 17 August), is ‘stories to tell’. My story is a reminder that more than 100 million people in the world are displaced. With lack of access to basic amenities and healthcare, their memories may be similar to mine as a young boy – filled with conflict and war.

Being An Asian In Modern British Society – The Podcast

My name is Shaz Khan (Shahzadgai Khan). My story is very simple but my parents’ is not. I stumbled across an article that I wrote when I was 17 years old for my English A-level coursework. It was all about “Being an Asian in Modern British Society”, which is where the inspiration for this podcast […]

Rainbow Treasures – Poem by Preet Kaur Cox

1 / 2 Rainbow Treasures by Preet Kaur Cox I walked into a sweet shop of fabric. I stared in awe and wonder as assortments of every pattern, motif and colour danced around the room ready to be picked. The smell of silk fluttered through the air and floated in between the rolls which spun […]

DHAAGA

It is a warm and sunny day in the city of Poona and the year is 2021. Aaji (Grandmother) checks the chair’s sturdiness, and climbs carefully into the attic. I have been going on about how I want to see the hidden treasures which have been untouched now for years. One by one she slowly […]