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Yearly Archives: 2018

The Chandelier above us – Jazar Shahul, Kerala

The yellow glow of the chrome lamp, Softened the contrast on her delicate face, A tiny wisp of smile brought her cute dimples, Where I longed to...

The rainbow skirt of hope – Kriti Mazumdar

As the red glow of the setting sun simmered at the horizon, Reba smeared the last of the soft molded cow dung from the...

Maroa – Abu Siddik, West Bengal

In one late afternoon in April two men, one young and the other old, were angling in a shallow pond. They sat on haunches,...

A thief’s confession – Vivek Nath Mishra, Uttar Pradesh

I was at work, and in front of my seat there was a long queue, just like the approach and retreat of the sea...

Three flash tales – Alok Kumar Satpute, Raipur

Insecurity Miyaan (Bro), why are you collecting the chanda(donation) for a Hindu festival? Don’t you know that worship of statues is strictly prohibited in Islam? Bhaijaan (Dear brother)...

Simple Living – Preeth Ganapathy, Bangalore

Great bungalows of marble and mahogany, Carefully curated artifacts and chandeliers aplenty Soft comfortable beds and plush sofas And closets full of shoes and make up A variety...

Hey! You’re a role model – Mikhail Puyam

We, the humans advance by imitations; we all go through a number of phases, from stage to stage, and we call it , Life. As natural learners, our...

The Boat Queen of the Creeks – Mahua Banerjee, Kolkata

“Aww Boudi…” She would call her every time. That was Maalati Raani working for six and a half months as Mrs. Ghoshal’s domestic help....
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Pande-mourning

You cry.You postA photographOn your Whatsapp StatusYou send offA scurry of WhatsappMessagesTo potential mourners.You gloatOn your movability.You writeA cathartic...

A night to remember

Stay up all night with me for once, I say Don’t complain we have work the very next day Step out...

Daydream

“Wow, you look...” As soon as those words slipped from his mouth, he regretted conceding to a third drink...

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Reviewing ‘Obsession and Wild Pigeon’ by Ismat Chughtai

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