This past year was an exercise in equanimity. Forced indoors under lockdown, quarantine or ‘shelter-in-place’ orders as governments scrambled to contain Covid-19, many of us eventually found ourselves on edge, listless and irascible. By the end of the year, we were spent. In such trying times, we turned to indulgences and sought comfort in that most maligned of disciplines – the arts.
Episode 8 of the La.Lit podcast is online! Assistant editors Itisha Giri and Niranjan Kunwar discuss Niranjan’s book “Between Queens and the Cities” published by Fine Print Books. You can order your copy of the book via Thuprai and Kitab Yatra, and via Amazon.com for those outside Nepal.
After a fall of reading and re-reading your submissions to the fourth edition of La.Lit’s Writing Nepal: A Short Story Contest, Judge Samrat Upadhayay has revealed his picks!
The third edition of La.Lit’s Writing Nepal short story contest, judged by US-based Nepali writer Samrat Upadhyay, has been won by Dipesh Risal with his short story ‘The Almost Enlightenment of Prince Trailokya’.
A few days ago, judge Samrat Upadhyay sent us the shortlist for the third edition of La.Lit’s short story competition, Writing Nepal. So here it is, in no particular order except the alphabetical, the 6 shortlisted entries!
Through her personal history, she exposes how our national, collective history discards women’s experiences by always focusing on paternal family history and lineage.
The Triennale is like a pumping system to show the potential of the arts in other industries in the city.
As part of Silk Routes: Heritage, Trade, and Practice a project managed by the International Writing Program at the University of Iowa, La.Lit is happy to announce a call for applications for writers and translators in Nepal who can work from Nepali or other regional languages into English or vice-versa. Interested writers and translators are […]
It was a pleasant September evening. The sun was setting and the lights around Thamel were starting to flicker. We came upon Sujan Chitrakar in front of a small thangka store, and interrupted his perusal of an intricately designed Mandala. One thing led to another, hours were adjusted and soon enough we were sipping some
