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Monthly Archives: May, 2011

Smoke – Ashish Nandwani, Chandigarh

I seek the stimulation of my nerves… In order to bear with the scrutiny of the world I mark a target everyday… To make my place on...

A meeting with the almighty – Vincent Marias

It was during the good old days of my college life.  Life was happy and carefree, devoid of any serious responsibilities other than collecting...

It’s hard to say- Haritha Hariprasad, Karnataka

The biggest irony in life, I feel, is that ‘every destination seems too far but the journey itself is too short’. But where...

A far away pain – Malu, Tamilnadu

The alarm rang. 6 am Anita opened her eyes. All she could see was the pouring rain. Cold breeze seeped through the half-opened window. It...

The Matriarch -Sheela Toshili Nath, Kerala

Once a brave matriarch Now a widow with a failing heart Faltering steps, feeble voice Empty eyes wait for the final act. Her three daughters in distant lands Possess...

Everywoman a pheonix – Rinkoo Wadhera, Sikkim

Everywoman Sets upon a crusade, The vista is grim, Her visage, set. To slay the demons, that deny her, even the first breath of life .. And then, battle...

Scripting the Queen – Rajashree Anand, Delhi

Words pour into the brain, like ants in line, in unison. They creep into grey esoteric valleys in solitary words, groups of phrases, mobs of sentences, in unashamed, circles of...

A Naughty Game – Indah Widiastuti, Tamilnadu

An afternoon delight gleaming in the corners of my eyes, made me feel beautiful and entitled a right to allure the slanting sun. Tilting my head on window, I...
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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...