New Delhi, Nov. 29 -- Listen. That's all I did one afternoon at the Museum of Art and Photography in Bengaluru last week. Writer after writer mounted the stage, read in a language, then in translation to English, and returned to their seat. There was no extensive context-setting, no audience questions, just a cascade of words all afternoon, as planned by Jacaranda Literary Agency. For the audience, it was a gift of a mixtape with different genres-one track in Kannada by Vivek Shanbhag, the musicality of Nepali by Anurag Basnet, then Pasha Bhai in perfectly metered Dakhni, the surprise of Mehdi Khawaja's Kashmiri, K.R. Meera's rolling, flowing Malayalam, and so on for three hours. The hours flew, quite unexpectedly, as the act of deep list...