By Shobha Diwakar Pitter, patter, pitter, patter fell the raindrops upon the bedroom window as the night deepened and the moist vapors settled on the glass panes making it hazy and dull to peer outside. Akash stretched lazily covering himself with the soft, thin, worn-out blanket he treasured since that […]
By Shobha Diwakar There lived an uncrowned king and an uncrowned queen in a land endowed with rich resources, beautiful temples, ravishing mountains that drew tourists from all over the world. A galaxy of exquisite handicrafts flooded the winding streets with throngs of people that fluttered in and out from […]
By Lahari Kanadamuru “It hurts. Please help me.” The girl looking at her reflection in the mirror seems broken. She is in her most vulnerable state now, having no one to talk to. None comes to her mind. All she could focus on is the reflection. It didn’t feel like […]
By Anuradha S. Bannore As we walked down the street we heard someone cry feebly “Help me!” We turned in the direction of the sound There was not a soul to be seen We continued walking when the voice pleaded in earnestness, “Please don’t leave help me, please help me! […]
By Shobha Diwakar Somewhere beyond the boundaries of the city there lay a dense jungle where resided a number of wild beasts of all shapes and sizes. Some elephants, tigers, lions, leopards, bears, wild lizards, jackals, foxes and wild boars even rattle snakes and venomous cobras … the fauna densely […]
By Shobha Diwakar The old man, though not yet really… old, maybe he would turn so in another couple of years, sat beside the window staring into the vacant grey sky high above. The silence drew him into a wishful mood as he clung to the past… the memories floated […]
By Tamizh Ponni “Hey, don’t go too far,” yelled Amy, adjusting her boater. The popsicle in her other hand was melting with all possible haste not letting Amy relish it at her own pace. “I am good. Jeez! I am a grown-up now! Stop being nannyish!”, replied Laurie as she […]
By Hema Ravi The rather good-looking lady had the demeanour of a saleswoman, the ones who kept bothering people in the afternoons when the family was away. Radha was used to this menace; she would always open the door, explain politely that she did not want anything, then, shut the […]
By Richard Rose For Bibin, as for many other Indian boys and girls in Kalapurum, cricket was a passion. Some would even say that it had surpassed all normal levels of enthusiasm and had graduated to become an obsession. Before and after school and at weekends Bibin, in company with […]
By David Alan Owens “Don’t let the past remind us of what we are not now.” Crosby, Stills, and Nash Jenny laid the dishcloth onto the kitchen counter and turned to face Bill. “What? You want to do what?” “It’s more than an idea. I thought I […]
Indian Periodical
Indian Periodical