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A Day Passed Off | Satyam Sankaramanchi
This story is part of Amaravati Kathalu, an anthology of Telugu stories set in the rural milieu of Amaravati, a village on the banks of the Krishna River in Guntur District, Andhra…
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The Theft | Amita Samant
Dense clouds gathered steadily, forming a thick grey ceiling under the sky. The bellowing winds warned the coast about the powerful cyclone forging ahead in its direction. Rows of tall coconut trees swayed violently as the wind hurled its wrath over them. It was a little past noon, but the sun had sheltered itself long…
by: Amita Samant
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Back Home | Juno Negi
I “Light nahi hai!” Sandeep greeted me as I thumped the uneven sack on the floor, where it fell with a dull thud. “Wah! Look at the vegetables you brought back this time!” he exclaimed, grinning at the sack before I could complain about the heat.As I struggled to let go off the bag from…
by: Juno Negi
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Pilgrimage | Konyala Sai Ram
The man, short, never allowed by the burden of responsibilities and financial needs to grow tall; dark, naturally, due to working in the broad daylight and melting heat. A usual day in his life would start as early as 6 in the morning and last till 6 in the evening allowing ample time in the…
by: Konyala Sai Ram
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Returning to Jingzhou | Changming Yuan
This piece ‘Returning to Jingzhou,’ is an excerpt from Changming Yuan’s novel The Tuner After spending more than a week with her parents in Songzi, Hua was supposed to join you today for a nine-day secret honeymoon tour to Shennongjiao, Zhangjiajie and the Phoenix City. But circumstances forced her to return to Zhuhai to accommodate her sister-in-law’s…
by: Changming Yuan
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The Ouroboros and the Djinn | Salmah Ahmed
Farah yawned and cast a perfunctory gaze at the road. The headlights of their speeding Land Cruiser, illuminated the road ahead. Yellow street lights lit up small patches of an endless stretch of gravel like shallow pools of liquid amber. They were headed to Atharan Hazari, a small town in the Jhang District of Punjab in…
by: Salmah Ahmed
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Destiny Averted | Salmah Ahmed
That Tuesday, the 17th of July 2007, was the kind of day that settles on your head like a cauldron of boiling water, before sliding down your nape and spine, not with fiery heat, but with the slow, insidious creep of melting wax. It gathered like clay, dust and sweat copulating, in the folds of…
by: Salmah Ahmed
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