[5] Among its participants were U. R. Ananthamurthy (2010); Teju Cole, Pakistani novelist Bilal Tanweer, Gulzar and Amitav Ghosh (2011);[6] Mridula Garg and Eunice de Souza (2012);[7] Meera Kosambi, Mitra Phukan and Arvind Krishna Mehrotra (2013);[8] Edwin Thumboo and Wendell Rodricks (2014).
[9] Samanth Subramaniam, French graphic novelist Nicolas Wild, the Bhand Pather theatre troupe directed by M K Raina, Uttar Kamalabari Satra led by Sri Sri Janardhan Deva Goswami, Naresh Fernandes, the graphic novelist Amruta Patil, Aditya Adhikari, Mamang Dai, Isabel de Santa Rita Vas, Jerry Pinto, Shanta Gokhale (2018),[10] Indian-American rappers Chee Malabar and Himanshu Suri, Pakistani satirical musician Ali Aftab Saeed, American artist Daisy Rockwell, writers and artists from Australia, Nepal and Singapore, and some locals, including school and college students.
[5] In 2013, there was an "unprecedented reunion of the great 'Bombay School' of poets who emerged in the 1970's, including Eunice de Souza, Gieve Patel, Arvind Krishna Mehrotra and Manohar Shetty.
These included Rajdeep Sardesai, Sagarika Ghose, Sreenivasan Jain, Naresh Fernandes, Samar Halarnkar, Priya Ramani, Govindraj Ethiraj, Sachin Kalbag, Prashant Jha, Cyril Almeida.
It featured speakers from around the world, like Landeg White (from Wales) and Angelica Freitas (from Brazil), and a host of Indians including Gerson da Cunha, Nabina Das, Ranjit Hoskote, K. Satchidanandan, Mamang Dai and Mustansir Dalvi.
[citation needed] The festival had a display of art by Delhi-based photographer and blogger Mayank Soofi and paintings by various Goa-based artists, led by Rajesh Salgaonkar.
The legendary rock musician from Meghalaya, Lou Majaw, honoured the reluctant Nobel Prize winner for Literature, Bob Dylan with a special concert dedicated to him.
GALF 2017 included Sahitya Akademi Award winners like Ganesh Devy, Ramachandra Guha, Jerry Pinto and Ranjit Hoskote, along with the 2015 Man Booker Prize nominee Anuradha Roy.
"[21] Mridula Garg writes, "Sometimes, in a blink of an eye, we discover that the someone we thought lay at the extreme end of the margin is actually closest to us; in fact is our alter ego... That is the point when we begin to create literature or art.