Indian Periodical

By Michael Mulvihill I watched how the shrapnel from the shelling tore into the streets like they were made of paper. I wondered how in turn they would cut into a human body? I walked with a bag of clothes and a wallet full of money that I saved. I walked […]

By Raamesh Gowri Raghavan When Bade Zamindar Babu died, it was a major celebration in the village of Kamahi. The Zamindar was not an evil man who tormented the poor villagers, but when a rich Hindu dies, the number of funeral rites performed makes it no less than a festival […]

By Monica Bakre “Nothing went right …not a thing…”, yelled Vinita in a terribly foul mood. She was pacing back and forth on the heavy Persian carpet in her living room, having sent her children, five-year-old Anjan and two-year-old Antara to the playground downstairs in the building complex with the […]

By Shobha Diwakar It gurgled, it throttled, it thundered, it howled, it growled it hounded. My heart missed a beat at the sudden change of mood in the system. The clouds were shrilly barking their lungs out. Now what? I murmured to myself. There was a cool reception that evening, […]

By Monica Bakre “No, No, No, No…” spoke up Sudhanshu, “Not that name…” “Why, Papa? What happened? ” asked his daughter-in-law, Swati, who was actively planning her one-month-old daughter’s cradling ceremony with the whole family. “Yeah, Papa, what is wrong with ‘Sunayana’? Baby has beautiful eyes!” said the proud father, […]

By Anuradha S. Bannore (Based on a true incident) It was a beautiful sunny Saturday morning with a mild breeze rustling the leaves. The birds were chorusing gaily. It seemed to be inviting people to come out of their houses and enjoy the pleasant weather. Nomita had just woken up. […]

By Monica Bakre Young Vishwanath, a fresh post graduate in English had acquired his first job in a government school in a small village. The village nestled amidst extremely picturesque terrain in the Western Ghats that had undulating mountain ranges, from above which the sun, moon, and stars provided endlessly […]

By Monica Bakre “Tell me, Daadi…why do you always wear dark glasses? Even inside the house?” asked 13-year-old Medha, as she sat cross legged at the foot of the bed her father’s mother was reclining on. “That’s a long story, beta…” said Mrs. Arora, hoping that she could distract the […]

By Monica Bakre Dayawati was barely out of her four-hour labour when she heard one plaintive wail of a new born which was followed about 3 minutes later by a stronger lustier one. “Two beautiful boys!” she just about heard an excited, whispered, exclamation (more of a hiss), as she […]

By Monica Bakre Suguna stumbled on a stone jutting out of the gravel path that she was hurriedly walking on towards the rear door of the estate bungalow. It was unusual for a nimble footed 18-year-old to waver on this familiar path, actually. It was 4:45pm and the Amma of […]