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The attack of a Cobra – Rajani Priya.S

The attack of a Cobra - Rajani Priya.S

The whole village was in an eerie silence when the house of Sameera also followed the rhythm of sleep. Sameera’s father, who was tired of the hectic day, was feeling uneasy. The family always slept on the floormats. As usual... (Continue reading)

Alone – Not Lonely – Jayaprakashan Ambali, Kerala

Alone - Not Lonely - Jayaprakashan Ambali, Kerala

Rajesh slid the sofa to the recline position, to watch the shimmering greenery of the mountains in the setting sun. He is back after travels through rural Kerala, a pilgrimage he undertakes, to re-connect to the spirit of the land,... (Continue reading)

Being Human – Priyadarshi

Being Human - Priyadarshi

It is end of December and the wind of lucknow contains some extra chilliness… I was never an early riser in college but after entering in corporate world habits change very rapidly… I have to wake up early to insure... (Continue reading)

The Indian Thanksgiving – Hans Albert Lewis

The Indian Thanksgiving - Hans Albert Lewis

Tom was flying east for the holidays. But turkeys don’t fly and even if they could fly short distances they definitively can’t fly over oceans and continents solely relying on their feathered wings to carry their heavy weight, hence Tom... (Continue reading)

Reminiscences – Santhosh Kumar Kana

Reminiscences – Santhosh Kumar Kana

My grandfather used to bring me a packet of sweets when I was nine or ten years old. When he arrived in the evening, I darted towards the verandah and stood panting, waiting for him to take the packet out... (Continue reading)

Feathers – Vivek

Feathers  - Vivek

It was a dull and horrid day for him, the day he attended his umpteenth interview, only to hear that the management had already taken people for the vacancy he applied for. He wondered why the managements are calling people... (Continue reading)

Brown Pebbles – Anita Manuel

Brown Pebbles - Anita Manuel

The wine was flowing. So were the conversation and the laughter. Apropos of nothing, Kane turned to smile at the Indian girl sitting next to him and said complacently, “There is no racism here in England.”  The eyes that gazed... (Continue reading)

Royal Detours – Parul Upadhyaya

Royal Detours - Parul Upadhyaya

A very long and tiring day, yielding to nothing… again… I rang the bell of my flat, and my roommate hidden behind some face pack opened it. Unable to move her facial muscles, she gestured a ‘hi’. I mumbled something... (Continue reading)

Scars of Yester Years – Rajeev Sadasivan

Scars of Yester Years - Rajeev Sadasivan

Winter has a unique way of exhuming the pains of the past, be it the sweet little nostalgic feelings or those bone cracks & sprains or so thought Sreeni. Being a weekend afternoon, he was enjoying the temporary solitude which... (Continue reading)

Heat, Hatred and Retribution – Anita Kainthla

Heat, Hatred and Retribution - Anita Kainthla

I watched the chaos of blood in numbness. The show of gore had probably been staged to inflict a nauseating disturbance on the spectators and though the desired consequence had been successfully achieved, the drama on the whole was thankfully... (Continue reading)

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