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  • The Noose | Naresh Kumar

    The noose was fashioned from a thin, jute rope; it dangled from the old oak tree that marked the middle of the city’s square. The King’s soldiers circled the noose and the tree, their shields high and their spears sharp. A large,

    The Noose | Naresh Kumar
  • Thambi | Jeyamohan

    Name: M. Saravanakumar. M.A. English Literature. Works at a private college. A dark, well-built body. Black, trimmed mustache. I leaned forward from the table and observed him. Whenever I do so, I fix a well-practiced smile of warmth

    Thambi | Jeyamohan
  • Educating Manju | Richard Rose

    Manju was usually the first to arrive at school each morning, but today was different. Normally she would leave home at 8.30 am. along with her elder brother Bibin, but whilst he generally dawdled and fooled around with other students

    Educating Manju  | Richard Rose

Fiction & Short Stories

Biryani Blues | Sarthak Sharma

Abu Saleem’s biryani brought Abu as much fame as our small town could possibly offer. He had been … [Read More...]

Him | Pranav Shrivastava

This happens to be a new year party. Everyone here is intoxicated. The night is as young as ever and … [Read More...]

A Nice Man | Nalini Rao

Shachi never trusted Ma’s choice in men, always sensing conflict whenever the subject was broached. … [Read More...]

Good People | Upasana

“We are good people,” my boyfriend says, his voice laced with hurt and just a pinch of anger. “We … [Read More...]

Poetry

Beautiful | Shubhangi Bajpayee

Parakeets in My City | Etti Kotnala

A Foot Away | Yukti Narang

I Often | Rachit Sharma

Poverty Poisons My Beauty | Ujjal Mandal

Language | Moumita Sinha

A letter to myself | Namrata Narendra

City couplets | Namrata Narendra

Fading Memories | Karishma V.M

Let Poetry Be Graver | Amit Koley

Mothers & Daughters | Amrita Goswami

Our Things | Khyati Maurya

Nonfiction

Bandhavgarh: From the Ship of Golden Memories | Partha Pratim Dube

August Rains | Roudri Bandyopadhyay

A plague on all our houses: Pandemics and plagues in literature | Mozid Mahmud

Virginia Woolf Showed Me How the Language of Trauma is Silence | Loren Kleinman

Virginia Woolf Showed Me How the Language of Trauma is Silence | Loren Kleinman

Orientalism in Disney Movies | Arnima Singh

Orientalism in Disney Movies | Arnima Singh

The Walking Man | John Richmond

The Walking Man | John Richmond

Ethnic Anxiety, Cultural Clash reflected in the work of South Asian Writers | Indu Pandey

Santiniketan | Nilmani Phookan

More Translated Poems

Murder | Subodh Sarkar

Bribe | Subodh Sarkar

Tumi Robe Nirobe | Rabindranath Tagore – A Translation

Nothing new | Irsa Ruçi

Timeless…| Irsa Ruçi

Continuity | Irsa Ruçi

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Selections…

The Noose | Naresh Kumar

Thambi | Jeyamohan

Educating Manju | Richard Rose

Water Wars | Priyanka Mathur

Water Wars | Priyanka Mathur

Corporate Ladder | Swapnil Bhatnagar

Translated Poems

Murder | Subodh Sarkar

Bribe | Subodh Sarkar

Tumi Robe Nirobe | Rabindranath Tagore – A Translation

Nothing new | Irsa Ruçi

Timeless…| Irsa Ruçi

Continuity | Irsa Ruçi

Translated Fiction

The Scape-goat | Indraganti Narasimha Murthy

Scape-Goat | Indraganti Narasimha Murthy

“Hello Mr. Murty …” phoned in Sadanandam, the General Manager of ABC bank. “We have reviewed the … [Read More...]

Gratitude | Dr. Veluri Rama Rao (translation)

Gratitude | Bhagavatula Venkata Radhakrishna

If ever you go to Laxmipuram and ask for the house of Veera Venkata Satyanarayana garu, nobody will … [Read More...]

Being and Nothingness | Rabeea Mahmood Rabeea

Being and Nothingness | Rabeea Mahmood Rabeea

Sir, I assure you and I repeat it for ten times: "I am not MAD" … "Though I am not looking in a … [Read More...]

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