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Monthly Archives: May, 2010

She’s Gone…… – Sethulakshmi

She sat weary and lonesome, game lost and life drained, stink of death smothered her, intoxicating her luscious senses. Held close to her heart was a fist, tightly clenched...

Alphabet of evil

Premji is a talented poet born in a remote village named Madappad near Attingal, in Thiruvananthapuram District of Kerala. He is an automobile Engineer...

Ecstasy – Latha Prem Sakhya

Latha Prem Sakhya, a new generation poet declares her poems are more personal than social and express her own strong beliefs and convictions. She...

Launch of Indian Ruminations

www.indianruminations.com, the journal of Indian English writers was launched by K. N Panicker, writer, critic, and vice chairman of Higher Education Council, on 16th May...

Bridging India Together and Taking India to the World

“The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth which is beauty, is the aim...

“The color & fragrance of seasons shaped my creative sensibility” – RK Das, Poet

R K Das appreciates literature in all forms. He has a special fascination for appreciating and composing poetry. He started his service as a...

Crumbling leaves…No, They are fragments of lives – Aiswarya T Anish

when will MAN fathom his inexorable peril? As he rampages through time, oblivious of the devil. Vaporising the last drop of tears While drilling into mother earth’s...

Globalization and Indian English Writing – Dr. D. Maya

How does culture relate to globalization of markets and economics? Or how do the trends in the money market affect literature and language? These...
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Fruit Punch

I should have asked her months ago. But I have been preoccupied with my family’s concerns. How will you protect your wife in that unknown place? What will you do if someone harms her? You have no experience in travel. You don’t even know Hindi. How will you get things done? Why can’t you go someplace nearby, like Munnar? But I had promised Agneta, and I couldn’t break it.

Our Men are Learning

“Cut them some slack,our men are still learning.”“Don't be so harsh,our men are still learning.”Did you know thatthe learning...

The Scavenger’s Song

An endless highway. A lone man, Ikbir Kaur, hesitantly walks along the dusty pavement aided by a mystical tinge of...

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Reviewing ‘Obsession and Wild Pigeon’ by Ismat Chughtai

My interest in Ismat Chughtai developed when I first...