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Monthly Archives: November, 2014

At the Apartment’s Gate – Rupam Goswami

The night drinks its last breath of warmth. He whistles his best- some parodies he wishes to scribble, but the chill... It permits him not to jot down a few lines: his...

Duty – Dr. Abnish Singh, Uttar Pradesh

That day the sky was not clear. There was a combination of weak sunlight and clouds. It was also raining now and then. The...

Alter Ego – Nishana Sujith, Kerala

Staring at the broken image in the looking glass, I saw shards of it break and scatter. Some pierce deep into my hearts chambers,  And bleeds from...

Ruminations – Rajani Priya.S, Tamilnadu

Gifts of heaven fully laden Lord’s graces in our hearts Man’s oblivion makes them gone Forever gone Let all the boons be given To enliven The dead old good spirits...
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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...