By Muzammil Padiyar The day was asking forgiveness, clouds were gazing through the top covering the whole world except horizon where the sun just began to gleam, birds were flying in a crowd approaching the sun, and cracking sound came in an interval within 5 to 6 minutes. Eric was […]
By Anuradha S. Bannore ‘अरे, दीशा बहिन, सुनो तो जरा।’ ‘का है कुसुम, जल्दी कहो, मोहे देर हो रही है, काम पर जाने है।’ ‘जरा इते को तो आओ ,इतनी भी का जल्दी है’ ‘काहे, कोई खास बात है का ? ‘ ‘अेईसे तो इते बुला रहे है’ ‘अच्छा, तो […]
By Shantanu Baruah 4th of July long weekend was around the corner. This year we planned to drive down to grandma’s place but at the last minute, the plan was abandoned. Dad had some urgent office work and mom had no courage to drive the kids all by herself. Though we […]
By Shobha Diwakar It was pitch dark. The night lamp flickered awhile and then ‘passed out’ probably the power had, as usual, died and so (also) the inverter that had been struggling since evening to keep alive. A crash boomeranged, and thunder and lightning clapped down with a fearsome roar. […]
By Shobha Diwakar from Jabalpur, India Kamlesh was a regular traveler. Although he often took the flight when fares were low, this time he decided to travel by train. The unfortunate part was since he could not get a first class reservation he was compelled to travel in second class […]
By Anuradha S. Bannore Ravindra, a 25 year old young man lived all by himself in a remote village called Siyasar. His closest neighbour lived about two kms away from his place. He had been posted to this village for helping in its development. Many tried to dissuade him from […]
By Anuradha S. Bannore It was a terribly hot day with the sweltering heat dehydrating people. Many fainted on the roads but one couldn’t stay indoors forever. One such sizzling afternoon Suruchi was forced to make a decision to take to the road being fed up of her house atmosphere. […]
By Anuradha S. Bannore Once there lived three women Krurur, Kadul and Karmi in a city called Purja. Krurur was a very cunning sly woman involved in offensive indecent dealings. Kadul was a pretty faced scheming crook and Karmi was a plump irritating drama queen type. Come to think of […]
By Shobha Diwakar Basanti, I’ll call her by that name, hailed from a very, very modest middle class family. Her father was by no means a hard working man yet, pulled along his family by whatever he earned out of his political associations. Many a times he had also been locked […]
By Shobha Diwakar They lived together in a slum covered with oozing dripping drains, garbage decked on both sides of the road. Thatched roofs with bits of shredded sacks, and stacks of straw and dung cakes lined with polythene sheets to keep off the rain. Sheru and, Bheekhu an orphan were […]
Indian Periodical
Indian Periodical